authors note: This is my first fanfiction ever so be nice. I was inspired to write this after Tyler and Tanya's seven second challenge videos and then it took me forever to finish (also smut warning haha) Enjoy!
Tylers POV
"And for our last challenge you have seven seconds to make your shirt into a headband." I smirk as Troye's eyes widen. Silently counting down seven seconds I watch as Troye hastily removes his shirt and tries to tie it around his head.
"How do girls do this anyway?" he complains.
"One!" I announce, giggling at how funny Troye looks.
"Here we have a beautiful head scarf thingy, this is really the perfect summer hair accessory, I reccomend you all try making one yourself." Troye gestures to his shirt and makes model poses.
"Look at me," I demand pulling his shoulder to face me, my eyes scanning his torso. I hum appreciatively, "that's a good look for you." Troye's face flushes as he turns away shaking his head. I keep giggling as I do my outro and explain the video we did on Troyes channel.
Once the camera is off Troye turns to me, removing the shirt from his head, " I hate you so much"
"Do you want me to make it up to you in seven seconds?" I ask, smiling slyly.
Troye scoffs, "you can try."
I race into the kitchen and return with a chocolate cupcake in my hand. The best way to win Troye over is with chocolate.
He glares at me before biting into the cupcake. After a few bites he rolls his eyes, "fine, I guess you're forgiven."
I smile at my victory.
" Do you want a bite?" he asks, extending the cupcake towards me.
I open my mouth, silently asking him to feed it to me.
"Well, too bad," he smirks, shoving the rest of the cupcake into his mouth.
I frown and lunge at him but Troye's quicker and jumps up before I can grab him.
"You have seven seconds to catch me," his words are garbled through all the cake in his mouth, as he takes off prancing through my apartment.
I finally grab him and wrestle him to the ground, pinning his arms and straddling his waist.
My eyes narrow, "you have seven seconds to surrender."
"Or what?" Troye raises his eyebrows.
I continue counting until I get to one then I attack him, tickling his stomach and his exposed ribs.
"I-....." Troye pants between laughs, squirming to get away from me. "I surrender" he yells finally.
"good," I say authoritvely, running my hands down Troye's chest and tweaking his nipples as I go.
"TYLER!" Troye snaps at me grabbing my hands in his.
"I hate you," he says lightheartedly.
"you looooove me," I respond smiling cheekily at him.
"unfortunately," he grumbles, releasing my fingers and tugging me down onto him by my hair.
I smile as our chests touch and I press my lips quickly to his, marveling in how soft they always are.
As the kiss heats up, Troye claws at my shirt trying to remove the barrier between our skin. I grin at his desperation and pull away slightly, rocking backwords and accidentally grinding my bulge into his.
