"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)
"that's right, just leave me here... alone... just like i knew you would." {tracob}
(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, t...
