most are translated

"you're so tiny," he mutters. "my tiny boy." [warning: some triggering content]

straight with gay tendencies

mellet 🐥 sent you a message +tracob

"i'm, you're...we're not," he stammers staring at the elder boy's lips, he was trying his hardest to convince himself he didn't want to kiss him, but god damn when he took that lip between his teeth he wanted nothing more but to do exactly that. "what troye? spit it out," he smirks knowing exactly what troye was going to say. "gay," he breathes out, the word silent on his tongue so only jacob could hear. (tracob texting fic)

troye mellet is a thief, and a damn good one at that. most have heard of him. most don't understand him. and jacob bixenman is the fbi agent who can never seem to catch him.

COMPLETED

shmood™

in which troye works at jacob's favourite thrift store.

kiss me where you hit me tracob au