25 Days of Troyler

December 21st

Jackie POV

I’ve never seen Tyler as happy as he is right now. All his life I’ve seen him fake a smile to get by, thinking he was fooling everyone with his cheerful laugh and witty comments, but he wasn’t fooling me. I saw the way his lips twitched when he was holding back tears, and how his laugh ended abruptly, and how his jokes seemed forced. I saw all of the emotions he tried to hide so desperately, but ever since he met Troye its been different.

His smile doesn’t waiver, instead it remains plastered on his face for all to see. His laugh doesn’t end abruptly, it continues until he’s practically rolling on the floor lying in Troyes lap as the boy who has changed his life smiles down at him. Instead of forcing jokes he naturally carries a conversation, adding a flare of sass and love to everything he says.

I don’t know what it is about that boy that was able to transform Tyler into the person he is today. I don’t know what about him Tyler finds so capturing that changed him from a guarded lonely boy to the smiling happy son I see lying on the couch right now. I don’t know what Troye was able to spark in him that practically fixed him overnight, but I’m glad he did.

Troye was never my favorite, but maybe that’s because I never gave him a chance. I had my own guards up, and in spite of everything I’ve told Tyler about chasing what he wants I tried to stifle him and take Troye away. I was too consumed with the idea of protecting him that I didn’t realize the one I thought was hurting him had actually saved him.

I had judged Troye completely wrong, even though he was a little younger he was still the greatest thing that could have ever happened to my son. He might only be 19 but he has done in just a short few years more than anyone has ever been able to do for Tyler. He wasn’t what I had pictured for Tyler, but now that I saw them together I couldn’t imagine Tyler with anyone different.

I looked over at the couple lying together on the couch, laughing softly and whispering to each other like best friends. They were made for each other, and I can’t deny how incredibly proud I am of Tyler for finding someone like Troye. And I can’t express my immense gratitude to Troye for helping my son when I thought he would never be happy again.

I can’t even imagine how they’re going to stand being apart, especially in different time zones across the world. Maybe Laurelle and I can make some arrangements and give them the Christmas miracle they deserve.

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Troye POV

The warm flames of orange and yellow that flickered in the stone fireplace as the boy whose arms I had become accustomed to wrapped around me, bringing our bodies closer together in the warm room as we laid together.

The house smelled of chocolate chip cookies and as the sweet aroma permeated through the room I couldn’t suppress the growing smile on my face. I honestly don’t know if I was ever not smiling around Tyler, he just gave me a reason to smile about everything.

"Tilly can I ask you something?" I said softly as I rested my head against his shoulder and cuddled into the warm blankets that were wrapped around us.

"Sure thing sugar plum." He said happily as he kissed the top of my head. This morning his mom was talking about sugar plums and apparently they’re some holiday fruit and ever since then Tyler has been insistent on calling me that. It sounded like a name your grandma would give you but it was still kind of cute.

*******if youre under the age of 12 please ignore the next 4 sentences unless you want your childhood ruined*********

"Do you really think that Santa has helpers that deliver the toys so he can get to everyone?" I said as I looked at the small stack of presents that had begun to accumulate under the tree.