such a tease 🍭 tracob {DISCONTINUED}

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*for the sake of the story -at least this part- troye didn't write strawberries and cigarettes . thanks you carry on. enjoy. much love.*

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Troye was so sure that he was dead. 

He sure felt like death. 

His head hurt, his throat was sore, and his body ached even though he didn't really move anything. The sun shinning brightly through the window wasn't helping anything. 

Eventually he sat up and through squinted eyes he checked his surroundings. It took him a minute to realize that this wasn't his room and the only thing stopping him from being completely naked was a pair of boxers. 

He ran out of panties, fortunately it happended at a good time. 

"You're awake," Jacob said leaning against the door, he was only wearing a pair of sweatpants.

He walks over and sits down besides Troye. "How you feelin?"

Troye groans. "Like death." 

Jacob chuckles. "Well take some ibuprofen and drink some water, it'll help with the headache. It's safe to say that you will not be touching any type of alcohol without me with you."

"Did we-." 

Jacob shook his head. "We didn't. Do you remember anything you did last night."

"Well..." Troye said. "I remember dancing with Tyler and then I walked over to you and-." Troye stops as images come back to him from last night. "Oh my god I can't believe I said that to you!"

"It was... something," Jacob said. 

Troye covered his face with the comforter to hide the blush on his face. "You probably think I'm weird don't you?"

Jacob pulls the comforter from Troye's face and smiles. "Weird? No. Kinky? Well...."

"Jacob...." Troye whined.

Jacob grabbed Troye and pulled him close. "Alright, alright I'll stop teasing you."

Troye said something along the lines of 'thank you' before kissing Jacob's bare chest. 

Jacob smiles and places his chin on top of Troye's head. "I'm making waffles by the way is there any special request of yours."

"Whipped cream and strawberries?" Troye says. 

Jacob takes his chin off of Troye's head and looks down. "You might as well have strawberry shortcake."

Troye looks up. "Oo! Can I have that."

"Maybe later," Jacob says. "I'm going to go make your special pancake in the meantime you should take a shower, it'll help.

Troye reluctantly pulls away. "Can we eat it upstairs in bed." 

"Do you promise not to make a mess."

Troye's ears twitch. "Yes."

"Then yes."

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"I hate to say that you were right Bixenman but you were right." Amy says on speaker phone while Jacob works around the kitchen.

"You met someone!" Jacob says measuring some flour.

"Yeah and it wasn't a drunk desperate neko," Amy says. "We're going on a date tonight."

Now Jacob was shifting flour over a bowl filled with other dry substances. "So what's their name, when do we get to meet them, come on give me some details."

Amy chuckles. "Chill out, you'll get to meet her when I want you to. I gotta get to know her a bit more before she meets any of you guys."

"Alright, alright fine." Jacob says. 

"I need to get back to work," Amy said. "Tell Troye I said hi and that we'll go on another shopping spree soon." 

"I'm coming this time," Jacob said.

Amy chuckled and said a quick 'bye' before ending the call. Jacob grabbed his phone and placed it on the island. He started stirring the batter humming some song to himself. It was like this for a little while before a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist. 

"Hi," Troye says quietly even though they were the only two in the house. 

"You feel better?" Jacob says. 

Troye nods his head. "A lot better," He then looks down pressing his forehead against Jacob's back. "Am I going to be punished."

Jacob walks over to the waffle iron, Troye still clinging to his back. "No, it was my fault. I should've told you that you shouldn't be drinking... at least not that much."

Troye backed away and sat on the island, moving Jacob's phone in the process. "Was it really that much." 

Jacob chuckles. "Do you really wanna know," He turns around and leans against the counter. 

Troye nods his head. "Mhm."

"It was like you've never been to a club," Jacob said. "One drink got you tipsy, two got you drunk and then after that it was downhill. You even started twerking with Tyler." 

Troye slaps his forehead. "Oh my goodness."

"It was quite funny actually."

"That is so embarrassing." Troye says. 

Jacob turns back to the waffle iron and takes out Troye's waffle. He puts it on a plate before putting whipped cream and strawberries. 

"Here you go Kitten." Jacob says. 

Troye grabs it and takes it to the other side of the island and sits down. "Thank you."

"I was thinking since you decided to get drunk-."

"Stopppp." Troye said.

Jacob laughs. "That we could just watch movies and cuddle."

Troye smiles. "Sure."

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It was going on three o'clock and they were on third or fourth movie, they were watching Love Simon. They were at the part where the one theater guy outed Simon. 

"That's what happended to me." Jacob says. 

Troye pauses the movie and looks at him. "Really."

"Yeah, well not like that but some guy did out me at school," Jacob sighs. "Kinda just yelled it out in the cafeteria." 

"Well damn." 

Jacob shrugged. "It didn't have the affect the guy wanted, but I was upset that I didn't get to do it."

"My friend brought it up in conversation forgetting that I haven't told anyone. Doesn't even compare to yours but..." Troye shurgs. 

"Sounds like I'm Simon in this one." Jacob says. 

"Does that make me Blue?" Troye said.

Jacob laughs. "I guess so." 

Troye laughs as well letting his head fall onto Jacob's chest. They were like this for a little while until Jacob went to go and continue the movie.

"Hold on," Troye said. "I'm getting a text."

Con: Troye I'm sorry, can we talk?

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