Done Cooking.

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Hi again! So all of the chapters I'm writing right now are fillers, but I don't know if I can really call them that. The reason why is because I never call any part I write a complete filler, just a part that may be shorter than the others to make sure I get in as many details of the story as possible. I can never really write a filler chapter, because I believe that any chapter I can make something out of it. These chapters have been cuter because I'm not completely focused on the plot. I already have a rocky road planned ahead for them, and there will be a lot of twists and turns; ups and downs.

--Troye POV--   

Why did Tyler have to do that? I mean, I hated what he was saying to us, especially Ty… I’m happy that Tyler hopefully got him fired, but that was such a long time. Actually; I’m happy he did it. Just like him, standing up for LGBT rights and looking into the future of what could happen.

    When we got home he walked me over to the couch so I could lay down while he was making dinner. I was looking forward to the food. It sounded nice.

    It was also already the middle of October. I was curious if Tyler and I were going to even do anything. I guess it just depends on how he feels about how I feel.

    My birthday too. Well, I should most likely already be better by then, thankfully. I can have all my friends over to celebrate, we can go out to dinner or something. I mean, I will be turning twenty-one! Maybe I’ll even say something ‘sexy’ the day before to Tyler. Like… “You don’t need to get me a present, baby. Just give me your body for the night.”

Haha. I’d love to see his smile when he laughs at that. I love his laugh so much. I hate that he doesn’t like it too. It’s unique, yes, but that’s what makes it so special. And his amazing smile that comes with it lights up my life. It’s the cutest thing. His laugh is perfect.

    I wonder if he thinks anything specific about me is cute. I know he’s always liked it when I smile with my teeth, but it’s not like I can’t say the same for him.

    Truthfully, I’ve always looked in the mirror and I didn’t like what I saw. I still don’t, sometimes. But it’s like having Tyler’s hands all over me and touching everywhere I felt insecure about made me feel less self-conscious.

    Him loving me made me love myself more.

It was almost five o’ clock now. I could smell the food in the air, it smelled really good. It was only a little while until Tyler would be done cooking and my family would be back over here.

    I looked forward to having them over for dinner, but it’s like i’ve been living alone with Ty for so long that when other people are over and we’re not in public it’s sort-of awkward. Everyone in my family makes me happy, but it’s weird when Tyler and I look at eachother and we have to make sure not to get caught up in each other’s gaze and lean in…

    Usually when we want to eat dinner, we order pizza or go out or get taco bell. We don't usually have anyone over, even when I wasn't sick. Then we wouldn't eat in the dining room, we would bring the food to our room (yes, we share a room; 'awwww') and eat on the bed. We'd have our laptops out and scroll on tumblr, our legs overlaying each other. Occasionally we would say "hey, look at this post," or "have you seen this post?". Then I would sometimes sit on the other side of the bed so he couldn't see my screen if I wanted to go through the troyler tag. We had gone cannon! Haha.

    And boy, did I wait a long time to be able to say that.

My thoughts took up enough time where it hit 5pm, and Ty was done cooking dinner. Yum.

    He got the phone to call my parents. When they answered at the hotel, they talked for a few seconds before my mom said that they would be here soon. They had just finished hanging out at the pool.

    Tyler came over to sit by me after he hung up the phone. He looked into my eyes and smiled, then I put my hand on his cheek. I noticed an eyelash under his eye and I swiped it off. He looked down and I decided to be the one to kiss up his neck.

    I leaned in and began to kiss him, every time I would stay there for a second and let my long lashes flutter on his skin. He started running his fingers through the back of my hair. Then I kissed his jawbone and the top of his ear. I wanted to be more sentimental though.

    I kissed all down his ear to his jaw, then along his jawline. Then I kissed up his face onto his cheek, his temple, his forehead, down his nose, and then all around the other side of his face as well. Then I stopped and wrapped my arms around his neck.

    I pecked him on the right cheek.

“I.”

    I pecked him on the left.

“Love.”

    I leaned in and kissed him on the lips, parting my lips slightly and letting my mouth do what it wanted. I smiled into it and breathed him in.

    “You.”

I then pulled him in and squeezed him in a hug as tight as my sick body and weak arms could.

    “Baby.”

He rested his head on my shoulder, and it’s almost like I could feel his eyes close. He nuzzled his head in the space between my neck and shoulder. Then I kissed the top of his head with my eyes closed also. I felt like adding a second sentence.

    “So fucking much.”

We sat there with our eyes closed for few minutes, just enjoying being with each other.

    Then the door rang.

“Be right there!” Tyler yelled. He opened his eyes and leaned back to look at me. He kissed me on the cheek.

    “I love you too babe.”

He smiled and smoothed my hair back, getting up and opening the door.

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Kk. So there that was.

LOVELIES.

- Oli <333

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