Stuck on a crowded train, Tyler starts to face his feelings for Troye. But as the train fills up, Tyler finds himself chest to chest with the one boy he's been trying to avoid...and then EVERYTHING begins to unravel.

Troye wants experience and who better to help him than his best friend? Tyler has had feelings for Troye for a while and sees this arrangement as his only chance to be with him. Will two weeks of being friends with benefits bring them closer or tear them apart? *Smut Warning. Obviously. Look at the title. No triggering material!*

Set in Autumn 2016. Troye has a year-long working visa allowing him to live in America with Tyler. The issue of Troye's fast-expiring visa has the two men remembering the development of their relationship, and with their memories come several thoughts to consider. Mature content warning. 18+ No self harm or abuse. Written in 2014. On hold due to health issues. More status details in my bio.

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?

I met you and something changed. The dark wasn't so dark anymore. The light wasn't so dull anymore. I wasn't so alone anymore.