Drunk {fluffy Troyler one shot}

Drunk

It's late at night when Troye and Tyler stumbled, slightly intoxicated, into the small apartment they rented.

"Troyeeeee," Tyler giggled, pulling Troye into the small kitchen, "I want cookies."

"But I'm tired Tilly," Troye laughed at the small pout on his boyfriends face "can we go sleep?"

"Nope," Tyler said and pulled cookie mix out of the fridge, "we're making cookies, deal with it."

"Fine," Troye sighed, grabbing a bowl out of the cabinet.

Tyler had already gotten all the ingredients out of the fridge.

Once they had gathered everything the boys started throwing things into the bowl. Troye grabbed a mixer and plugged it in. He turned on and placed in the bowl.

He hadn't realized that he had it on the highest setting. All the ingredients flew out of the bowl.

The boys both yelped in surprise as the mixture covered their faces.

Troye looked at Tyler, who had a large blob of batter on on his nose. They looked into each other's eyes. Suddenly Troye leaned in and licked the batter off of Tyler's nose.

Tyler laughed and kissed Troye on the cheek. He turned and adjusted that speed on the electric mixer.

Tyler started mixing again. Troye came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Tyler's waist and rested his head on his shoulder.

"You're cute," Troye whispered in Tyler's ear. Tyler took one hand away from the mixer and waved Troye away from him, smiling slightly.

Soon the cookies were in the oven and the two boys were laughing at nothing.

"No no no, he did this," Tyler acted out something Connor Franta did at the party they were at.

Eventually the timer did go off but the boys were oblivious to the sound. It was about 10 minutes later when the oven started smoking.

"Shit!" Tyler exclaimed and raced over the oven. Forgetting the oven mitts, he pulled open the door and grabbed the pan.

"Ahh!" He screamed dropped the pan when he heat reached his hands.

Troye grabbed the oven mitts, picked up the pan and placed on the counter.

Tyler ran toward the sink and turned on the tap, running his hands under the cool water.

"So much for the cookies" Tyler sighed after Troye helped him with his hands.

"They still look editable to me," Troye said as he put them on a plate.

They walked into the living room and and plopped down on the couch. They pulled a blanket over their legs.

Troye and Tyler cuddled together and dug into the platter of burnt cookies.

"These actually are good," Tyler said.

Troye agreed.

After a few minutes the cookies were gone.

The two boyfriends snuggled closer, holding each other close.

Tyler reached up and touched his lips to Troyes.

"I love you," mumbled Troye into Tyler's lips

"I love you more"