Love Letters |tracob|

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troye

don't ask why i know this, but connor's sweatshirt kind of smells like jacob. i think i know because it's one of the many memories that i vividly remember that night after kissing jacob. those small details carved into my brain. i am assuming, connor borrowed jacobs cologne, or they have the same cologne.

also, dont tell me this is weird cuz it's not, but because I identify the scent of the jacket as more jacob and not connor, i slept in the jacket that night and thought of him... maybe did some other stuff too... but thats not the point right now!

after i went to sleep, i relived that night in a dream. i remember every aspect of that night. every touch, every smell, and i cant get him out of my head.

the next day,

i decided not to confront connor about how i knew he was my secret admirer, instead, i just tried hinting to him that i like jacob.

this would:

a) not embarrass him vs. me confronting him about the whole situation

b) not make this awkward for our friendship

i hope jacob wont think i'm being too clingy, i'm just trying to set things straight for connor's sake.

jacob

it was pretty windy today so i was hoping connor would give me back the sweatshirt he borrowed. i was pretty rushed to find him first period because i had gym 3rd.

"hey connor!" i yelled across the hall.

"yeah?" he yelled back

i weaved through everyone in the hallways to get to him

"can i have my sweatshirt back that you borrowed yesterday?"

"uhh sorry man, i gave it to troye when we were at the diner... you didnt notice?"

troye was wearing my sweatshirt? what! when did this happen?

"tuhh no?"

"well, if you want it back i'm sure he'd give it to y-"

"uhh no thats okay ... it's fine"

"okay.... well see you in class"

truth is even though i'll be freezing in gym, i didnt mind if troye had my sweatshirt. it's kind of a thing where since he's wearing my jacket that means HANDS OFF to all others.
(well, in my head, at least. it means that)
even though its not my varsity jacket and that it's just a regular jacket, i'm still the only one who knows.

later that day, connor and I were walking the hallway and we turned the corner and saw troye trying to open his locker. i wish i had writen a letter that day so i could see his priceless reaction.

instead, i told connor to be quiet and i decided to scare him. i slowly started walking closer to him as he was opening his locker.

i dont know how he didnt notice me behind him; he can be so oblivious to his surroundings.

i walked closer until i was right behind him. my hands ghosted over his shoulders until i grabbed them and shook them till he turned around with fright in his eyes; jumping slightly.

once he saw it was me, he was relieved.

"oh my god jacob! i thought someone was gonna jump me or something"

"nope, just me," i said popping the p sound "and connor"

connor appeared from around the corner smiling.

"that reaction was priceless"

"I'm serious that was so terrifying" he said trying to catch his breath as his hand was delicately placed over his beating heart.

we walked the halls after that, basically skipping class for the rest of the remainder of the period.

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