Tyler wasn't really doing anything when Connor texted him and to say that he was surprised would be a giant understatement. He and the brunet had sort of fell out of touch when Connor's relationship with Troye got more serious and hadn't talked for about a year but he couldn't help but feel bad when he read you were right then froze, just staring at his phone, every recent Tronnor rumor coming to the light. That explains why Con seems so.... depressed on Twitter and why the Tronnor fan accounts were freaking out about Troye not visiting his boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend while he was in L.A. for a concert. Are you at ur house? Tyler texted, only getting a simple yes as an answer which was when Tyler grabbed his car keys and left his house whilst texting Connor that he was coming over.
For L.A. traffic, it actually wasn't horrible so Tyler got to his destination in less then 35 minutes. The door wasn't locked and Connor probably wouldn't answer anyway so he just walked in and began his search for Connor Franta, realizing how... not clean his house was, not necessarily messy but not clean either and his bedroom wasn't any better and that's where the brunet layed, phone in one hand, blankets that were wrapped around his body clutched in the other. "Oh Connor..." Tyler whispered, walking up to the side of the bed that said person was faced. Taking his phone out of his phone and setting it aside before looking at his friend's red and puffy face from crying, tears still leaking from his eyes, and voice cracking every time he tried to speak. Knowing that Troye did this, made Tyler angry wondering what happened to my best friend that cried while writing songs about his supposingly straight crush. Pushing those memories away, Tyler climbed onto the bed to hug and comfort Connor. After several minutes of Connor soaking Tyler's shirt with his tears, he stopped but didn't remove his head from the blonde's shoulder. "What'd I do wrong?" Connor asked quietly. Absolutely nothing, he isn't worth your tears and heartbreak Tyler was tempted to say but knew that that wouldn't help. "Is it because I didn't want to go public with our relationship?" he asked again, as if Tyler knew all the world's mysteries. "Oh Connie, you did nothing wrong. He's just stupid and blind to ever think that he could get better than you" he answered. "... You're... You're amazing, now go to sleep. You need it," he added and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep in Tyler's arms.
The blonde didn't go to sleep, in fact he stayed awake and didn't move an inch in fear of waking up the man, that is until he saw Connor's phone light up and beep with a text from Troye.
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After a couple of minutes of Troye not responding, Tyler turned the phone off and returned back to the bed, fully aware that Connor would be upset about him doing that even though they would both know that it would help him heal.
So yeah, this is kind of my goodbye to the Tronnor fandom, even though I left it a long time ago and still read Tronnor fanfics (granted, most the ones I read are depressing af) I don't have much more to say... Anyways,Byyyyyeeee ~JDroplet
