Kissing Troyler

Part 9

Troye

My hand went directly up to my mouth and I was surprised when I felt that my cheeks too were damp from tears. Instantly I reach out to Tyler to comfort him- even though I these are all of my problems I have been dealing with them. I have only just dropped months, maybe even years of pain on the person I love most right now. I need him to know that I am normal. I can be normal for him.

As I begin to reach for him he leaps towards me and takes me in his arms as if to attempt to put together all of my broken pieces with a single hug. Before I can even explain myself I just begin to start apologizing and an endlessly stream of “I’m sorry’s.” escape my mouth.

 Ignoring me, Tyler just pulls me closer.

“Troye, I want you to listen to me very closely, You- are – perfect. You do not need to change for anyone, and believe me you are not alone. I am right here and I am not leaving. You can try and apologize all you want or think you are scaring me off with tears and worries- but with each word that comes out of your mouth I thinking I am only being pulled closer to you. I am seeing you- seeing you in ways that other people don’t get to see. I want to see you- all of you. Nothing is wrong with you. I repeat nothing. “ Then Tyler slowly pulled me closer, not in a fast or lusting manner- but in the most innocent intimacy. Looking at me right in the eyes he continued.

“So if you could please do me one favor. Please tell that little voice in your head that it is wrong. All wrong. I can tell that you have been hurt before- but whenever ‘he’ has told you- I want you to remember what the person right in front of you is saying- “stay strong.” Now lets just forget about tonight for a little while.”

 As Tyler turned to the TV he made sure not to let go of me. “Now, what’s your favorite movie Troye-boy.”

Without even turning my head to look at Tyler, I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I let out a laugh, realizing for the first time that I have been holding my breathe. I laughed again- letting the air fill my lungs like a fresh start. 

Tyler 

“That’s it, I’m making an executive decision. Frozen it is.” I declared.

I feel so lost and confused by what has happene in only a few hours but I surpress all of it and try and replace it with something good. 

As I turn the movie on I feel Troye start to breathe at a normal rate and settle into the couch and I pull him closer. Maybe he is just too tired but he doesn't protest. As the movie continues I notice that Troye is fighting to keep his eyes open- mentally and physically he is exhausted. 

After I notice his eyes have been closed for a longer than normal amount of time I lean close to him and whisper for him to try and get some sleep. As I spoke he readjusted himself and his head fell right into my lap. As much as I tried I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my face. 

Ten minutes have passed and Troye hadnt moved a muslce. My mind told me to resisit but in my heart all I wanted was to reach up and play with his hair. 

What can I say, I guess my heart if stronger than my head. I let my hand lightly play with the few stray curls and then slowly run my fingers through his perfect quiff. Knowing he was alseep, I leaned in and  whispered, what I wish I could say to him, "It's okay, fall apart or fall asleep- as long as you fall into me." 

The last thing I remember was Olaf singing and dancing about summer and then I was asleep too. 

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A/N

These last two chapters have been kinda slow (emotional and fluff haha) but just stay with me- Troye needs some adjustment time. I hope you at least like what has happened so far. If you want- comment what you want to see next. I have some things written already but Im just curious. 

Thanks :)