epilogue of sorts

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here's a scene we wrote out but never put in, in which troye tattoos connor's stars to himself.

"are you sure about this, tro?"

"absolutely."

he pauses for a second and licks his lips, his eyes darting around like a lost puppy as his mouth quivers into a frown.

"but, like... what if we break up?"

which I know is inevitable. someone like him can't last with an asshole like me.
...

"then I'll just add a bunch more stars into it. cover it up, make it look like the sky. and besides, my whole body's covered with stupid shit, a Virgo constellation will be the least of my regrets, trust me."

"I'm glad, like, that you can cover it up. I don't want you stuck with something attached to me."

"babe, adding a few more dots in won't make it any less of you. I may be a cheesy fucking disaster, but you are my night sky. my stars and my moons and-"

my ramble is interrupted by the clashing of lips.

and that's it ladies! hope u enjoyed this little journey. me and brooklyn are still! writing together!! a story just as gay but way more original, so catch us for that.

our twitters are @troboysivan and @emcobalt message us pls! ok bye for now!
-e

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