Settle Down With Me

Chapter 8: And I'll Hold You Tight

"Tro?" Connor starts tentatively, fearful of Troye's response. He had just fucked up hadn't he? Oh God, he knew this would happen, that everyone would hate him and-

Connor's internal rambling came to a halt as he felt Troye wrap him into a tighter hug, encompassing him in his scent. Troye pulled back suddenly, unwrapping his arms from where they had laid protectively around Connor and using them to gently guide his face up. They were so close that Connor could see each individual eyelash, long and dark - hell he could've counted them if he wanted. as cliched as that sounded - could see his striking cheekbones and the little birthmark adorning his left cheek. They stood so close together that Connor could feel as Troye's breath ghosted across his face with every word of support he spoke.

Connor's mind was whirling, overloaded with thoughts and feelings. Decidedly, Connor thought that he wouldn't mind being a little closer, wouldn't mind staying in this little forever his ind had conjured up.

"Connor I am so so so proud of you." Connor stuttered out, surprises. "Why? Its not like I did anything huge."

"But you did!" Troye started fiercely as he gave him a meaningful look and pulled him back into the hug. "I remember how terrifying it felt for me coming out. Especially to myself'."

"Thanks Troye," Connor mumbled against his shoulder, voice quiet."It means a lot, really."

"Of course, Connie. I'll always be here for you."

"You don't hate me or anything do you?" He asked in a small voice, peering up at Troye from between his eyelashes.

Troye gave him an incredulous look, slapping Connor's arm playfully.

"Of course not you dumb! There's, like, virtually nothing you could do to make me hate you."

And Troye is beaming at him and holding him and Connor just can not find it in him to feel bad about himself. And maybe its just because Troye is here with him whispering encouraging words to him but Connor feels like maybe everything will be alright for him, that this isn't some big, scary thing looming over his head. Maybe it won't be so bad accepting who he truly is.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad accepting who he is with Troye.

"Have you told anyone else yet, Con?"

"No, not yet. I just properly figured it our for myself. I mean, I've known something was different with me for awhile now- since I was 12 actually- but I've only now come to terms with it."

Troye smiles at him softy, just barely concealing the how honored he feels to be the first one to know, the first one Connor has trusted his secret to. And maybe Troye's being stupid because, obviously if Connor just figured it out he wouldn't have been able to tell anyone else yet, but Troye doesn't care because there's this amazing feeling buried somewhere inside his chest and it feels so good, it feels special.

"Are you planning on telling everyone else? Parents?"

"Soon. But not yet, I don't think I'm ready yet. You're enough for now."

And Troye knows he doesn't mean it that way, but dammit Troye can hope and a little flirting doesn't neccessarily mean anything serious, right? So Troye winks at him and says "Just you wait, babe, I'm more than enough."

Connor blushes, neck and ears turning an attractive shade of red as his face does the same.

"Um, do you think I could maybe go put on some clothes now because, y'know," He broke off, motioning to his towel clad body in an attempt to ignore Troye's words. Troye just chuckles, a sound that sends sparks throught Connor's body, and takes it in stride.

"Aww. Do you have to?" Troye asked with an exaggerated pout. He raked his eyes over Connor's torso before locking eyes before locking his gaze with Connor's, a strange glint in his eyes.

"I've been wondering if you had a 6-pack under all those clothes." Troye stated, lightly drawing his fingers across the skin on Connor's stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"Well, you know what they say," Connor started, voice raspy and deep as he leaned into Troye's touch. "Curiosity killed the cat."

"Ahh. but you're forgetting the last part." Troye threw back, tilting his head down slightly until their lips were nearly touching.

"Hmm? And what's that?" Connor replied breathily, lids drooping over blown out pupils.

Troye raked his nails down Connor's chest leaving thin red marks on the older boys' tanned skin, reveling in the shiver that overtook Connor's body before leaning in a fraction and whispering his response in a dark tone, his warm breathe hitting the shell of Connor's ear.

"Satisfaction brought him back."

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