Prompt: Connor finally sees Troye at the end of the summer back in LA after missing him ever since Vidcon and confesses he has feelings for him or vice versa.
"TROYE SIVAN!" Tyler ran to embrace his best friend as he came out of the airport terminal. Connor stood there awkwardly watching them, and couldn’t help but feel a tiny ping of jealousy. Okay, maybe more than a tiny ping. Maybe a very large ping. Or a pang.
Troye managed to escape Tyler’s death grip eventually, and that’s when he turned to Connor.
"Hey con." Troye said softly, a timid smile on his face.
"Shut up and hug me." Connor said with a grin, taking the boy into his arms and lifting him up slightly before putting him back on the ground. There was a moment of prolonged eye contact when they separated, but then Troye spotted a Starbucks and off they went.
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They were snuggled up on Tyler’s couch with half-filled glasses of wine (and more than a few empty beers on the coffee table), close enough to feel the warmth radiating off the other’s body. The buzz of the alcohol made everything seem fuzzier and yet clearer at the same time. Troye laughed at something Tyler yelled while in the kitchen making pizza rolls, and then he sighed. And then he rested his head against Connor’s shoulder, making the other boy tense up and his breath stop short. Troye lifted his head.
"Con?" He questioned, in that beautiful voice of his. When Connor stayed silent Troye sat up.
"What’s wrong?" He asked worriedly.
Connor breathed in deeply and turned to face the boy he loved. “Troye, I have to tell you something…”
Troye looked at him expectantly.
"I…" He almost stopped, but the liquid courage forced him to continue. "I really… really, like you."
Troye gave him a lazy smile “I like you too, Con.” He replied happily.
"No, Troye. I really like you. In a more than a friend way. In a ‘the only thing I can think about right now is kissing you’ kind of way."
There was a moment of silence. All of a sudden Connor was acutely aware of the fact that Troye’s face was only inches away from his. When did he get so close?
"So do it." Troye whispered softly.
Connors heart fluttered, and he leaned down to meet the boy’s lips in a soft kiss that-
"What the FUCK?" Tyler stood in the doorway, two full plates of pizza rolls now on the carpet at his feet.
