strawberry milk (tronnor)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2016
Mature
"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Connor takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like."
or an au where troye paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and connor's just trying to figure out whats wrong with him


DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS ORIGINALLY BY WANKERVILLE ON ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN AS A LARRY FIC, ALL I DID WAS CHANGE THE NAMES TO MAKE IT TRONNOR. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO HER.
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