MANIACAL | TRACOB

One.

Troye had always known of the older man named Jacob Bixenman. He always secretly admired the man, sneakily watching him whenever he could. Of course, that was pretty often. Jacob had worked with Troye's dad for longer than the blue eyed angel could remember. He was always around whenever there was something big happening with the business, dressed up in his fancy suits with his dark hair brushed back neatly. He would smile at Troye, sending the younger boy's heart fluttering. And he always brought Troye lollipops, ever since Troye was a little kid. Of course, eight year old Troye may have appreciated the sweet sugar melting over his tongue more so than seventeen year old Troye did, but that did not stop Troye from blushing and giggling and taking the candy from Jacob. Everyone in the house knew that Troye liked Jacob, but they always figured it was because he was so nice to the kids, the second youngest boy especially. No one knew that he actually had a big crush on his dad's business partner. Not that he was going to tell anyone either, it would not be easy to explain to his little sister that yes, he in fact had the biggest crush ever on the man who was in his mid to late thirties while Troye's eighteenth birthday was in less than a week.

Speaking of his birthday, he was so excited! Since eighteen was such a good number, Laurelle, his mom, had agreed that he could get whatever type of cake he wanted. Troye was sure that he would get some good presents, too. And maybe Jacob could come over, too. Because then Troye would maybe be able to sit next to him when they were having cake. And Jacob always got him very good presents, like pretty paintings and soft blankets and stuff that he knew Troye would love. Troye was very fond of his bedroom and was always looking for new decorations to use. Jacob knew the theme and was super good at matching things to it. And of course everyone else also got nice things too. Maybe he would even get the kitten that he wanted.

Troye got off of his bed and walked over to the door, picking a marker up and putting an 'x' over the past day. He counted the days to his birthday (three) with a smile before wandering over to his wardrobe and opening it up. He knew that Jacob was going to be there that day, and he needed to look super cute. Especially since he planned on asking Jacob to come to his party. He giggled at the thought and looked at all the nice soft colours on the hangers. He eventually chose a lilac coloured shirt and some short shorts. He matched some lilac frilly socks to his shirt and went to bathe. He turned on the water to the right temperature and got out some bubble bath, pouring it into the filling tub and swirling it around. He dropped his pyjamas to the floor and made sure he had not forgotten to get a towel before he slipped into the water, reaching up with his foot to turn it off when it was full enough. Troye relaxed for a few minutes before he sat up and grabbed his loofa, getting some soap on it and going about rubbing it into his skin, humming to himself as he did so. He made sure he was squeaky clean before wetting his hair and massaging some shampoo into it. He rinsed the suds out with the shower head and drained the tub, stepping out onto the mat and wrapping the fluffy towel around himself. He blew upwards at his dripping hair, causing a drop of water to fall right into his eye. He let out a sound of disapproval and wrapped a towel around his hair, keeping any other water away from his pretty blue eyes. He dried all of the water droplets away from his skin and rubbed some moisturizer in, letting it set before he got dressed. He did his hair and made sure he looked perfectly pretty before leaving the bathroom. He hung his towels up on their respective hooks and slid his phone into his back pocket before heading down the stairs. He smiled at his siblings when he saw them, waving a good morning to them. He made it to the kitchen and gave his mom a hug, opening the fridge and pulling out some soy milk.

"Morning mama," he said, a smile on his face. He got a bowl and poured some frosted flakes into it, pouring some of the soy milk over it. "I was wondering if Mr. Bixenman could come to my party again? I know he's coming over today and I wanna know if I can invite him."