25 Days of Troyler

December 14th

Tyler POV

I grabbed the stack of presents I had hidden in the closet and brought them to the center of the floor. The boxes of various shapes and sizes were stacked on top of each other in an organized manner causing them to wobble and look as if they were about to topple over. Troye came back from downstairs with a box full of wrapping paper, bows, ribbons, and anything else we would need to tackle the task of wrapping all of these gifts.

"Why do we even have to wrap them, you're just going to tear the paper off of it anyway." Troye whined as he attempted to tape down the snowman wrapping paper to the small box of earrings I bought for my mother.

"Because the gift's supposed to be a surprise and its fun to rip of the paper." I said, still continuing to focus on covering a gift for my aunt. I had a huge family and they always all came over for the holidays and although I loved them it meant that I would be wrapping presents for a long time. Even with Troye's help it would still take hours, and by the looks of it he won't be much help at all.

"Tilly I'm stuck." he huffed out after a few minutes of trying to pry his fingers that were wrapped tightly in tape apart. This boy was an absolute mess, I wonder how he hasn't managed to fall off a cliff by now he's so accident prone.

I just smiled at him, not even bothering to act annoyed because I knew that one look at his adorable frustrated face would send me swooning over him in a split second. He had complete control over every emotion of mine, I don't think he really even realizes how much he has me wrapped around his finger.

After finally freeing him from the mess of tape he made we finally got back to wrapping. After a little while he finally got the hang of it and even though every now and again he had trouble he still helped me out a lot.

We passed the time by talking about pointless things and asking each other random questions. I could always find something to talk about with Troye, and even though we've been by each other's sides for the past two weeks I still couldn't picture being apart from him. I guess that was when I realized how serious this was to me, how much I really needed him in my life. Most of the time I can't stand being beside people for two hours, I couldn't imagine ever spending two weeks with someone. Except Troye. He was always the exception, he was always the unpredictable and completely spontaneous area to everything I did. I never expected to fall head over heels for a 19 year old who lived on the other side of the world but now that I did I never wanted to love anyone else ever again.

We continued wrapping the gifts in a comfortable silence with a few sporadic conversations here and there but nothing serious, I was too afraid to say any of the things I was thinking, fearing what Troye would say to my suggestions about names for our kids and what color we would wear at our wedding. As I was about to put a bow on the last present I had to wrap I felt something on top of my head followed by Troye's giggling. I slowly brought my hand up to my hair and felt the texture of the plastic bows and as I pulled the decoration out of my hair Troye looked at me with a guilty smile.

"Want to explain why you felt the need to ruin my quiff with this stupid bow?" I said with fake annoyance as I threw the decoration at him.

"Because you're all I want for Christmas."

"I wish you weren't so cute because I can't stay mad at you when you have such a perfect face." I said as I pouted slightly, it was true. No matter how hard I tried to stay mad at him it never worked. The silence treatment was the only thing that got me to keep my grudge but eventually I would get tired of not hearing his voice and cave.

"Stop it Tilly my face isn't perfect." He said with complete seriousness as he looked at the ground purposely not looking me in the eye.

"Yes it is and I'm not going to sit here and let you say that it isn't." I said as I scooted closer to him across the floor.

"Whatever Tilly." He said as he stared in the direction of the window.

"If you think you're going to win this argument then you're wrong so just give up now and admit that you're perfect." I said and I expected him to respond but instead he just kept staring at the window, acting like I wasn't there at all.

I moved closer to him and as I sat down practically on top of him he didn't acknowledge my presence either. I just stood there, staring at him until I got an idea.

"Your hair always looks perfect, even when you don't try." I said as I kissed the top of his head.

"Even though I thought they were hazel at first your eyes are the most gorgeous shade of blue I have ever seen and each time I look into them I find myself getting lost in the sparkle that always seems to be shining in them." I said as I kissed his temple right beside his eye.

"Your milky white skin is so smooth and each time I see it I have to fight the urge to grab you and kiss you right there." I said as I kissed along his jawline.

"The small wrinkles you get on the side of your mouth whenever you smile and the way you blush whenever I say something cute to you make me fall in love with you even more every time I see them." I said as I kissed his cheek.

"Your perfect lips that fit with mine like two pieces of a puzzle connecting like they were made for each other make me swoon every time I see them." I said as I locked our lips together for a short but passionate kiss.

"I would name every single reason your face is perfect but that would take me years, but really it's perfect because it's you. And you are the most perfect person I've ever met in my entire life." I said with a small smile and even though I knew it probably wouldn't make a difference he still needed to hear it.

"I love you Tilly." He said as he wrapped his thin arms around my neck, pulling us close until our chests were touching. I hugged him back, feeling the contours in his back and breathing in his familiar scent. I held him close, feeling like if I let him go I would let him slip away. I wasn't going to let him slip away, he was my Troye and now that I had him I wasn't going to let him go.

For better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part. Troye was my missing piece and even though things weren't perfect I didn't expect them to be, they just had to be worth it. And what Troye and I had was definitely worth it.

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hiiii guuuyyysss!

does anyone else hear wedding bells because i think i hear a faint ringing in the distance;)

thank you all so much for reading and i know i say this literally every update but you guys are honestly awesome with all of the positve and super nice comments that always make me smile, so thank you for being the most awesome people ever because i love every single one of you munchkins

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