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Connor grinned like an idiot as he watched the boy in front of him. Colorful lights flashed all around them and the loud music seemed to fade with every second that passed. It was days after the things that happened between him and his roommate and months after his break up with Troye and he don't give a single fuck about his broken heart anymore.

That night he went to a club all by himself and started to drink a lot of alcohol to numb his mind. He met a boy named Harold and now, they were sitting at the corner of the room, white powder all over the table. Connor tried drugs once before when he was dating Alexa and after that, he never use it. He was too drunk to think straight and he then, accepted to take it. When he looked up to locked his gaze with him, his cheeks was flushed as he smirked.

When the white powder started to kick in, Connor feel ten times lightweight. After tons of giggles and kisses, suddenly someone grabbed Connor by his jacket from the back, removing him off from Harold's lap. Connor furrowed his brows with annoyance and confusion before he grinned again. The boy who grabbed him was beautiful and suddenly he didn't minded it at all.

"What are you doing-"

"He's mine." The boy hissed as he cut Harold's lines before he pulled Connor away from him. He realised that the boy dragged him toward the exit and when they finally out, the cold night breeze hit them. Connor shivered slightly but his stupid grin still on his face. He watched the boy called for a  cab with eyes half close.

"Where are you taking me Mister?" Connor giggled as he looked down at their still intertwined hand. The taller boy remained quiet and Connor was getting frustrated.

"Fine then if you refused to tell me." Connor said with a pout as he tried to escape from his grip but the boy tightened his grip on Connor's wrist. Connor saw him clenched his jaw before he pulled him inside the back of the cab when it arrived. Connor furrowed his brows with confusion as he turned his head toward the boy.

He was wearing a black jumpers and black skinny jeans with a ripped hole at his knees, showing his milky white skin slightly. Connor turned away from him and locked his gaze outside the window, his cheeks heated up.

Finally, the cab stopped and the boy handed the driver some money before he pulled him out the car. Connor realised that they were still holding hands the entire ride and his cheeks heated up for the hundredth time.

"You still get flustered so easily, Con." The taller boy said with a smirked on his lips as he unlocked the front door. God, how he miss the sound of his voice so much.

When they both stepped into the house, the living room was surprisingly clean and everything were on its place neatly. He still remembered the first day they moved in, both of their hands were literally covered in paint as they play around with it instead of painting the walls with baby blue color. The books that he left were still on the bookshelf at the corner but it was quite dusty since no one ever touched it after he left. That make his heart twisted and his throat tightened.

Without a single word, they both went to the kitchen, Troye went straight to the cabinet and grab a glass before pouring it with water and handing it to Connor with a pill. Connor chugged down the water with the pill before setting the empty glass on the cold surface of the kitchen counter. He locked his gaze with the taller boy in front of him as he leaned against the counter. The alcohol and drugs started to wear off a little but he was not completely sober.

Looking at him bring back all the memories in his head and he was confused with his own feelings. Half of him hate him for what he had done and the other half of him miss his warm arms around him every morning and his warm lips against his skin. Connor tried to read his expression but failed. He could never understand the way Troye's mind works.

Suddenly, Troye wrapped his arms around him tightly, his nose digging into the side of his neck with his curls tickling him slightly. The hug doesn't feel sexual at all and Connor somehow feel.....safe. Troye still smell like cigarettes and strawberry candy and he miss the peculiar combination of his scent so bad. Slowly, he bring his hand up to wrap his arms around him too, his nose digging into his shoulder.

"I miss you," He whispered against Connor's neck, sending the green eyed boy to shudder slightly at the feeling. "and this," Troye trailed down his hands to Connor's waist before his hands slipped under his clothes, his fingers caressing the skin with cautions as Connor's breath hitched at his cold touch against his burning skin. "and this," He trailed soft kisses along his jaw down to his neck and collarbones and every inch of the skin that exposed to him. Connor wrapped his arms tightly around him, making their chest slightly meet in the middle. "and this." Troye lifted him from the ground and put him on the counter behind him before he wrapped his arms around Connor's neck and pulled him down to connect their lips together.

Their lips fit perfectly against each other and they moved in sync with both of their eyes closed. His plump lips was soft like pillows and Connor miss the taste of cigarettes and cinnamon. Everything about Troye was peculiar and he still love every single one of it. Connor don't know how he was still attached to the blue eyed boy and why he keep coming back for more even though it was hurting him.

Connor tug into his hair at the back of his head, making the blue eyed boy to groan at the back of his throat before he pulled away, they both were panting heavily. Troye pulled away slightly to locked his gaze with him, his pupil dilated with lust.

"You still love me right?" Suddenly, the words slipped out from Connor's lips, his voice barely above whisper. He examined the boy underneath him, his eyes tracing every lines and every sharp edges of his face. He realised that his soft, brown curls was slightly longer since the last time he looked at him, his lips was slightly bigger than usual from their earlier action and the faint freckles on his nose make him looked five times cuter than before. The corner of his lips curled up before those words slipped away from his lips easily, making Connor's heart fluttered like a school girl.

"You have no idea."

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Hey it me.

so at first i thought i want to make it all cute and fluff but then my mind just make it kinda sexual at the end so just deal with it lol.

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