Just A Bromance (Troyler Fanfic) [ Tyler Oakley + Troye Sivan ]

Chapter 54 - Troye's POV

*******SMUT WARNING*******

Troye's POV.

"Yes mom. I'll call you again when we arrive. Mom. Okay. I love you too. Bye." I laugh silently to myself as Tyler hangs up after what was meant to be a 5 minute call with his mom. With both Jackie and Tyler trying to talk, the call ended up lasting almost 20 minutes. I pull Tyler towards the airport security, wanting to just get on the plane already. He laughs at my rushing and I roll my eyes, not bothering to yell at him. We get through security surprisingly quickly, boarding the plane along with several other passengers. Sitting down, I suddenly become aware of several squeals coming from a few seats back. I turn slightly, seeing a group of girls staring at us. All of their eyes widen when I look back and I wink, causing more squeals to occur. Tyler turns back to see what's happening as I lift a hand to wave. I quickly bring my hand back down, frowning slightly as one of the girls eyes are drawn to my wrist. Even if I did share everything with the fans, I don't particularly feel comfortable with everybody seeing my cuts. Tyler looks over at me, noticing my frown. He suddenly grabs my wrist lightly, moving my loose sleeve up and kissing my wrist softly.

"You don't need to hide anything or be uncomfortable. Nobody is judging you for it." I nod slightly, starting to cry a bit. I hug Tyler tightly, touched by how caring and observant he is.

"I don't know why I'm crying." I laugh slightly, pulling away. Tyler and I share a smile as one of the flight attendants walks by, informing us that the plane will take off in ten minutes. Tyler raises an eyebrow at me, nodding his head slightly to the girls who are still watching us a few rows back. I nod, standing up and reaching out my hand to pull him up. I bow mockingly, gesturing for him to go first.

"Age before beauty." I wink slightly and he pauses for a second, thinking that over. It takes him a minute to realize what I meant and he lightly smacks my shoulder.

"Asshole." I chuckle as he mutters under his breath, making his way down the aisle. I follow him towards the girls. As we approach, they all suddenly stop talking. Tyler sits in the only empty seat next to them, pulling me down into his lap. I settle down into his arms, comfortable despite being in a cramped airplane. I raise an eyebrow at the silent girls and their eyes practically bulge out of their faces.

"Holy shit." I laugh slightly at the first words any of them speak.

"Holy shit indeed." The girl blushes, covering her mouth in embarrassment and I smile softly. All the sudden, another of her friends blurts out, "What's your favorite kind of poopie?" I look at her in shock and suddenly, I feel Tyler's entire body rumbling behind me as he laughs.

"Oh my god." Tyler chokes out between laughs. I look between them, confused, and luckily one of the girls notices and explains.

"Tyler made a video like 4 years ago explaining about all the different kinds of poopies and he said if anybody meets him, he wants their first conversation to be about poopie." I look over at Tyler, whose face is now a mix between laughter and embarrassment.

"Really? I need to see this video." One of the girls whips out her phone, immediately opening up Youtube and loading the video. She immediately hands her phone to me and I ignore Tyler's protests as I watch the video. After it's finished, I laugh as Tyler blushes.

"I don't know whether that was funny or disturbing." Tyler rolls his eyes and I laugh, reaching a hand up to trace his eyebrow. "You should get your eyebrow piercing again." He looks at me in surprise, biting his lip.

"Are you serious?" I nod my head, completely serious. I mean, I think it's kind of hot.

"I want to see what it'd look like now." He purses his lips slightly before shrugging at me.