25 Days of Troyler

December 1st

Troye POV

I pulled the warm comforter around my body as I snuggled closer to Tyler's side. The cold Michigan air wasn't something I was used to but having an excuse to spend my mornings cuddled up next to my beautiful boyfriend wasn't something I was going to complain about. I slowly opened my eyes and began my morning stretching routine, loudly yawning as I sprawled out across the bed. Tyler was still fast asleep beside me, seemingly unfazed by the noises I was making. I swear he could sleep through an earthquake if he wanted to.

I opened one of my eyes to take advantage of the fact that Tyler was sleeping so I could look at him. I know it's a little creepy and I feel like Edward Cullen but he just looks so peaceful when he sleeps, and he can't yell at me to stop looking at him because he's embarrassed. Just as I was admiring the way his lips were curled into an adorable smirk my eyes met the window in view behind Tyler's head. I quickly sat up and as I looked out the window I saw small white flakes falling from the sky. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't just imagining it and as my eyes adjusted to the light again I still saw the flakes.

I jumped out of the bed and rushed over to the window, pressing my face against the cold glass as I stared out in awe at the blanket of white that had covered the landscape. The wind blew the fluffy white flakes around in the winter wonderland and the once green trees now were covered in a layer of frost. The grey clouds rolled over head and every so often a small squirrel would run across the ground and leave little indents in the fresh clean snow.

My face began to get cold and I lost the feeling at the tip of my nose but I didn't even care. I had only seen snow a handful of times, and nothing compared to this. It was absolutely breathtaking. I pushed off of the wall and ran back to the bed where Tyler was oblivious to everything in his unconscious state.

"TILLY!!!!! WAKE UP! IT"S SNOWING!" I jumped on the bed and screamed at him while I bounced up and down like a little kid.

"It's too early for this Troye go to sleep." He mumbled as he rolled back over and buried his face in a pillow.

"But Tiiilllyyyyyyyyyy I want to play in the snow." I whined and gave my signature pout that always assured I would get my way, well at least when it came to Tyler.

"We can play later, now I want to sleep." He shot me a death stare before he rolled back over, wrapping the covers around his body tightly.

I crawled over to him and I placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, then on the tip of his nose, then along his jawline. I saw his face flinching slightly as he tried not to react to my touch.

"Please Tilly." I said softly as I connected our lips. At first he was stiff and holding his place, but that didn't stop me. I kept kissing him and just as I was about to give up I felt his lips start to move with mine. He brought his cold hands up to my face and cupped my cheeks as our lips moved together slowly. I felt him slowly start to sit up so we would be in a more comfortable position and as he finally sat up fully I quickly pulled away. A sour expression was on his face at the sudden loss of contact and I couldn't help but laugh at how he looked like a kid whose mom just told him he couldn't get ice cream.

"You tricked me." He said as he kept the angry expression on his face.

"Careful Oakley, if you keep your face like that for too long you'll get wrinkles."

He quickly dropped the expression and jumped out of the bed to go inspect his face in the mirror to make sure no wrinkles had appeared in the 30 seconds his face was like that. He was incredibly self-obsessed, anyone could figure that out from the amount of self-promotion he does but it was still one of the many qualities I loved about him.