"why can't you kiss me when you're sober?" troye questions his words slurring as he left a finger trail down jacob's red swollen kissed lips. "i don't wanna like you," he mumbles a yawn falling from his lips. "but you do sober or not," (tracob college au)

your kiss is like an anecdote

maybe, that's all troye thinks

"that's right, just leave me here... alone... just like i knew you would." {tracob}

traceevans: who are you lmao

❝I'm a hurricane❞

(not mine!!!!! written by iwillpaintasongforlou on ao3. larry changed to tracob⭐️) Jacob is a psychology student with a tattoo count as high as his genius IQ. Troye is in a (sort-of) relationship with a homophobic man and hates himself a little more every day. Things fall apart and Jacob puts him back together. Or, the one in which Jacob falls in love with a fragile boy and tells him every beautiful truth in the world, as long as it makes him happy. 🌹🌹🌹