"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)
Tracob
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"I wish I was as cool as you"
"hmm?"
"I don't know. I'm just a spark and you're a boom."
"Baby, the sparks the most important part. It's the igniter."
"What do you mean?"
Then the boom kissed the spark and there was an explosion
"if you keep calling at 3:30, you'll get me everytime."
"cool. whats your name, anyways?"
"oh, i'm not aloud to disclose that - it's against policy."
"oh. okay, mr. mister."
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