By your side. -- TROYLER / INCOMPLETE

PDA

--Tyler's POV--

Three hours passed by quickly. I was in a light sleep that I could easily wake myself up from. It was a little past midnight when I woke myself up... I figured it was a good idea to go and eat now.

   I had found a nice cafe that was close enough to the beach that we could walk to it.

"Troye?" I whispered in his ear.

   "Yeah?" He answered in an almost-normal voice.

"Wait… How long have you been awake?"

   "About twenty minutes."

"Oh."

   "I was just enjoying feeling you under me."

"That sounded weirdly sexual."

   "You're weirdly sexual!" He looked astonished and embarrassed.

"Fuck, Troye. You're adorable…" I turned over to face him and butterfly kissed him. He raised his eyebrows.

   "Why are you up though?" he finally questioned me.

"I am up because we're walking to a cafe."

   "I don't wanna waaaaalk." Troye complained.

"Well you're going toooooo." I responded.

   "Why thoughhhhh?"

"Stop whinniiiiiiiiing."

   "Eh, fine."

"Good. Anyway," I ran my fingers through his hair, "you can bring your blanket and lean on me. I just want us to have a stroll with each other."

   "Umm….. Okay. We can do that I guess."

"Yup yup."

   I threw the blanket off of us, and then threw it back over Troye. He tried to gather the bottom with his hands and stood up, stomping his feet to get the blanket uncaught from his clothes. I rolled my eyes and waited for him to be done.

   "Are you done or…?"

He death-glared at me. "Don't be a smart-ass."

   "Okay, okay."

I couldn't really deal with the urge anymore when he was finally done and looked at me with bambi eyes. "Aaaaaaand…. Done."

   I hesitantly smashed my lips against his. At first he was astounded, then he let the blanket drop completely from around his body and he just put his hands on my cheeks, and mmmm. I couldn't even describe it. It's like every kiss with him was our first kiss. The butterflies fluttering around in my stomach, the reddening of my cheeks, and how my whole body heated up with just his touch. I'd never had a love like this. Never.

   And truly, in every moment I'm with Troye, I believe with my full heart that I'll never have a love like this again.

   We allowed our lips to slowly let the others go, as I sighed a breath of relief and joy. "I'm really looking forward to having that every day for the years to come, Troyeboy."

   "Years? Exactly how long are you planning our relationship to last?"

"We'll…. get to that later. For now," I gathered up the blanket and draped it over my arm, "we're going to eat."  

   He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but then shut it. I guess it wasn't that important.

He slumped over and rested his head on the top of mine. I hooked my fingers with his so that we were holding hands.

   

   When we got to the cafe I went up to the counter and asked really awkwardly if they were against gays.

"No, no. This place is actually run by a gay guy, haha."

   Well that was a relief.

"Oh, cool! Okay, well, we'll be at a corner booth," I looked around and saw there were only about 3 people in the cafe, "…and you can serve us whenever you want, really."

   The waitress grabbed a notepad and a pencil, then followed us to where we decided to sit.

"We can get you right now."

   We sat down on the couch-like booth and ordered.

After she left we got more comfortable. I leaned my head back on the corner of two booths and sat the blanket down beside me. Troye stretched the length of his body across the seat, lying his head down in my lap. I took the blanket and threw it over him, so that it was covering everything but his face. It fell over the side of the booth and touched the floor. I looked down at him and he looked back, us sharing a small moment.

   She brought our food about ten minutes later and Troye sat up, dragging the blanket with him.

I waited until she left to turn his head and kiss him. He moved his hand out from under the blanket and set it on my leg, squeezing it and leaning in closer to me. That's when he made his hand move scarily close to my crotch, and I decided I should stop him from going further. I let my lips leave his, then looked into his eyes and threaded the fingers of his hand with mine, bringing it up to touch my neck.

   He tried to lean in quickly to start kissing me again, but I stopped him by letting my other hand touch his neck.

"Why'd you move my hand, baby?" His voice was somewhat husky, and that was one of the few times he's called me 'baby'.

   "Because you're getting a little frisky, Troye Sivan. And we're in a cafe with food in front of us." I motioned my head to the food.

"Aww, c'mon…" he kept his hand on my neck after I took my hand off of his, then started kissing the other side of my neck. I wanted so much to just give in and have a full on make-out session in the corner of a cafe, but; like I said; we were in the corner of a cafe.

   I placed my hand on his cheek to lift his mouth off my neck.

"Troye, hun," I whispered in his ear, trying to sound seductive but serious. "You're turning me on way too much, and we're in a public place. You never know who could walk in. You know I'm not for PDA… we've done quite enough."

   "Yeah, but--"

"No buts, Troye. However," I now put my hand on his leg near his 'area' and started massaging it, "we'll have plenty of time later." I took my hand off and moved away from his ear.

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Do I sense a...; actually, I'm not gonna tell you! You'll just have to guess.

I also just noticed both of my fanfics have a cafe in them! Can't have a good fanfic without a cafe, amirite?

Uhm. Sorta short chapter. 28 votes and 10 comments before the next chapter? (We didn't pass the goal on the last one yet... we were so close though!! JUST PASS THIS STORY ONTO YOUR FRIENDS OR SOMETHING.)

LOVELIES.

-- Oli <333