my boy - tracob

three

Troye woke up to this very much annoying noise next to his bed and shut it off. He rubbed his eyes to get all the crusts out and stretched all his muscles from staying still for too long. He turned his head to read the clock which said, 7:30 and he knew he had to get to work soon.

He dragged himself out of bed and made a lazy bowl of cereal after taming his unruly curls and sat on his uncomfortable couch. He made a mental reminder to work extra to make enough to buy a new couch that he could possbly sit on without having a spring up his ass.

When Troye turned on the TV, he saw a familiar face and another similar face before it snapped in his head that that is him in the arms of the super hot Jacob Bixenman.

Oh gosh why was he on TV.

"Male Model, Jacob Bixenman is seen carrying some "mystery man" out of a club around midnight. Could this be a new lover or just a one night stand? Chanel 8 News will keep you updated."

Troye sat as shock coursed through his body. He thought 'how could he be so famous when I only found out about his dumb ass yesterday?' He questioned the whole thing and wondered if he should confront Jacob about it and kindly ask his little possy to not follow his every move. He'll talk to him later, he decides.

Looking at the clock reading 8:02, Troye bolts up while knocking down his cereal and pulls on clothes laying on his floor and rushes out the door.
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Troye enters the little library that he calls his 'work place' and sees the darling, Tyler Oakley.

Troye and Tyler met at a cute little coffee shop their freshman year of Uni and they talked all about what they liked and as it turns out, they have quite a lot in common with eachother. They mutually decided they would work at the library together and make some money to go on vacation before the summer ends. And now Troye decides that Tyler is the most adorable human to ever exist and would do anything for Tyler because of how much love he has for him. Troye doesn't have a crush on him or anything, its a family kind of love.

"Hey Troye, how ar-"

"Tyler!" Troye stars to panic and Tyler notices how much panic he is really in. Tyler only tells him to sit down and he rubs little circles in his back while making little shushing noises and Troye's breathing seems to go back to normal.

"Now, can you tell me what happened? Calmly."

"Did you see the news this morning?" He blurts out and Tyler just skakes his head with a confused look spread across his face. "Do you know Jacob Bixenman?" And thats when Tyler's face lightens up and nods quickly. "Oh yes, that man is such a dream. Have you seen him, oh gosh Troye. He is an angel sent down from the greek gods or something. I would love to get my ha-" Troye puts a quick hand over his mouth with an unamused expression, getting tired of him gushing over some arrogant bitch.

"Yes that's him Tyler. Well..." and Troye explains the whole night to him and when he woke up in the strangers bed. All throughout the story, Tyler kept giving him unexplainable looks, like he did something wrong. "Ty, whats wrong" he said after he was done. "It sounds like he cares for you Tro, why haven't you texted him?"

"I'm mad at him Ty! He didn't tell me I would be on the fucking news! I'm embarrased.

"Troye. He wouldn't have tried to get you away from a pervert if he didn't care for you. It might be a weird way that he portrays it but it's there. Just talk to him about it, yeah?"

"Yeah, yeah I'll talk to him about it."

Tyler gives him a warm smile and continues to put new labels on the books while Troye thinks of how he is ever going to comfront such a person about something he has no control over.