originally a larry fic by organiclunchbox on ao3
summary: 3 months. that's 12 weeks. 91 days. 2,191 hours. 131,487 minutes. 7,889,238 seconds. 3 months ago, jacob bixenman proposed to troye mellet. 3 months ago, that same couple ended their relationship. a life captivated with commitment issues allowed a moment that had been planned for years develop into a argument with no solution. troye deals with the break up as he always does, works and swallows his emotions. jacob on the other hand, drinks.
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the sound of a door slamming awakes troye from his slumber. his eyes are welcomed to sunlight that radiantly exposed his living room from the window. he curses to himself silently as he forgot to shut the curtains from the night before. most of the time, his saturday nights are so exhausting that he hardly remembers to take off his shoes before bed. with a sigh, he sits himself up and rubs his tired, irritated eyes. his aching back reminds him that he's on the couch.
he's aware of his appearance as he climbs off of the couch. he knows the dark circles under his puffy eyes are prominent, his warm, dark honey hair is ruffled in different directions, and his shirt is stained with whatever drink jacob had spilled on him as they exited the bar.
jacob. his heart squeezes unsettingly as he recollects his reality. the door to what used to be their shared bedroom is opened which means jacob is gone and has left to wherever he's hidden himself to for the past three months. he slowly opens the door wider to see the messy, unmade bed from where jacob once was before.
it's been three months since troye had broken up with jacob. 12 saturdays that have always been the same since that night jacob proposed. troye had always feared commitment ever since his father left his mum of 4 children when he was 10. it was his nature. he never stuck to one gym for he feared being tied down to a membership, he never made plans that extended 3 months, and he always was prepared for cancellations. that's why when jacob bixenman entered his life 4 years ago, troye was terrified to death.
from the beginning of their relationship, jacob had shown signs of commitment. troye never understood how someone could freely make plans that advanced in a year and actually stick with them. there was one time when jacob had mentioned to troye about a music festival he had wanted to bring troye to. it was a shock to troye when out of the blue months later, jacob had placed a ticket for troye in his hand
of course troye loved jacob. he'd never knew it was possible to feel such burning passion for someone in his entire life. the moment he saw jacob he knew he was the only person in the world he wanted to grow old with...and that terrified him. so the moment jacob knelt to the ground in the kitchen of their newly shared apartment, troye declined without hesitation in a fearful panic. that resulted in hours upon hours of fighting with no resolvement. jacob left to a location that still to this day, troye has no idea
to nurture himself, troye did what his usual treatment was- bottled everything in and made himself busy with work. jacob on the other hand, was the complete opposite. every saturday night, jacob would loose himself in the crowed of "pulsations" night club- the same club troye worked at. as troye prepared drinks at the bar, jacob danced with whoever he could get his hands on before making his way over to the bar. he made sure to sit in the same spot where he would get so frustrated and snarky with troye before getting so intoxicated, he could hardly stand. this always resulted in jacob crying to troye until troye' shift was over. of course, troye had to take care of jacob. he supported jacob as he walked him to his car before he drove them to the only place he knew jacob would be safe in, their apartment. he cleaned jacob up, put him to bed, and then allowed himself to fall onto the couch and sleep. the next morning, jacob would leave before troye could greet him and he would never hear from him until the next saturday night.
