troye & jacob

"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder. i clench my jaw, taking it. "all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."

COMPLETED

you're so pretty when you cry

in which one accidentally sends nudes to the other.

just take my hand and hold your pretty head high. we can do this, you and me.

"it's been two years since the disappearance of perth's troye mellet. there isn't much we know about the disappearance, officials have already marked him as dead. although the people still burn candles in hopes that perth's golden boy will return home."