MANIACAL | TRACOB

Six.

Troye woke up to loud noises throughout the house. He yawned, stretching his hands above his head. Strawberry was on his bed, also standing up and stretching. Troye giggled at the fact that she was copying him as he reached out and picked her up, holding her carefully as he got out of bed and slipped his shoes on. He wandered out of the bedroom and followed the sounds down the hallway, knocking on the door he decided Jacob must have been in. "One minute!" Jacob called, shuffling around. Troye nodded despite the fact that Jacob could not see him, turning around and looking at the pictures on the wall. Everything was yucky, but he could tell that it would be pretty if it was clean. He wandered to the end of the hall where there was a window, looking outside through the dirty glass. He drew a smiley face on the window, adding a second next to it. One was him, one was Jacob. Strawberry meowed, wiggling around in Troye's grasp. He put her down right as the door opened behind him.

Troye turned around and looked at Jacob, smiling sweetly at him. "Mornin'," he said. He skipped over and wrapped his arms around Jacob's middle, looking up at him and resting his chin against the older man. He batted his eyelashes, looking as precious as ever.

"Good morning sweetheart," Jacob replied. "Did you sleep well after your dream?"

"Yeah."

Jacob smiled and leaned down, giving Troye a kiss on his nose. "That's good. Now, how hungry are you?"

Troye shrugged. "Not much."

"Do you want to go get something to eat? We can go wherever you want."

"Yes please!" Troye squealed.

"You go get dressed and we can go then, okay? Im going to try and get your bear for you later." Troye nodded and skipped back to his room, deciding that he wanted to wear the dress that Jacob had gotten him. He dropped his shorts down and took off his shirt, putting them on the bed neatly. He scrunched up his nose when he realized that he did not have any clean underwear. He could not do anything about it though, so he gave up and picked up the dress. He slipped it over his head and wiggled around, making sure everything was where it needed to be. He grabbed onto the string that went around his waist and reached behind himself, tying the two ends into the best bow he could manage. Once he had everything figured out, he adjusted his socks and slipped his shoes on. He wandered out into the hall again and went back to the room Jacob had been in, knocking politely. Jacob came out quickly, his eyes widening when he saw what Troye was wearing.

"You look so good," he breathed, stepping forward and shutting the door behind him. He reached out, pulling Troye forward gently. Jacob leaned down and kissed Troye gently, the latter melting at the touch. Oh god, he loved it when Jacob kissed him. He felt like giggling and blushing, but he did not. Troye stayed quiet and relaxed into Jacob's touch, whimpering quietly when the man's hand found its way to his leg, slowly moving up under the skirt of his dress. He was still nervous of course, but he wanted to be good. Yesterday he felt good. If Jacob wanted to do that again, Troye would try for him. But Jacob stopped touching the younger one before it could get to that point. "Alright beautiful, you ready to go?" Troye shook his head and tried to kiss Jacob again, but Jacob shook his head. "No, we have to go get you something to eat. Come on."

Troye sighed and nodded, sliding his hand into Jacob's. "Mkay. Can we get McDonalds? Mama doesn't like giving me McDonalds because it's not healthy but I like McDonalds. And they come with cute little toys! Oh they're so fun!"

Jacob looked slightly disgusted at the thought of eating McDonalds, but he nodded. He had told Troye that he could chose whatever he wanted, so he had to go through with it. "Lets go get in the car then," he said. Troye quickly started towards the stairs, holding tightly to Jacob's hand. He was careful on the steps but dragged Jacob towards the door as fast as he could. He let Jacob open the door and slid into the seat, looking up at Jacob and silently asking Jacob to do up his seatbelt. Jacob did so, clicking it into place and kissing Troye's blushing cheeks. He had been around Troye for a day and he already felt more protective of him than he had before. Even though ever since he met Troye as a little kid he wanted to protect him and make sure that no one hurt him. He was too precious for that. Jacob carefully shut the door of the car before going to the other side and getting in. He started the engine and allowed Troye to play with the radio, even though there was not much aside from static to listen to around there.