ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 29

I stood there, taking in Troyes reaction to what I just told him. His face had many different emotions plastered all over it; Anger, guilt, sorrow, and confusion.

"He- he kissed you?" He finally asked, slowly closing the door.

"Yeah" I whispered, looking down at the ground. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I promised Tyler that I wouldn't"

"Did you kiss back?" He asked, with a hint sternness in his voice.

"W-what?"

"Connor, Did you kiss Tyler back?"

"What? No! Troye, I would never do that to you!" he let out a sigh of relief as I spoke. "I pushed him off; you're my boyfriend, not Tyler. I just didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to hate Tyler forever, but knowing that not telling you could've ruined the best thing I've ever had, it was a risk I was willing to take"

"Come here" Troye walked over to me with his arms opened wide "I understand why you didn't want to tell me" he pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry, Con. I over reacted, which I tend to do a lot, But seriously, I should've trusted you enough" He sighed, burring his face in my neck. "I never want to lose you"

"I'm sorry I made you leave early, I just felt uncomfortable around Tyler. I don't even know why he did it. One minute, I woke up because I had a nightmare, so I casually told tyler what happened, and the next minute, his lips were on mine"

"I know why he did it" Troye whispered, pulling away from the hug. "When you went to the bathroom, Tyler told me that he, well, he likes you?" The last part almost came out as a question. Tyler likes me? But why would he tell Troye? Wasn't he the one who came up with the whole Spin The Bottle plan in the first place?

"Oh" Was all I could reply, before Troye pulled me into another hug, lightly placing a kiss on my head.

"Let's go on a walk, Con Bon"

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After a couple of minutes of trying to make ourselves look presentable, Troye and I headed off to the park to embark on our journey.

"It's a beautiful day" Troye whispered as he intertwined our hands together. "I'm so glad I get to spend it with you" He smiled, continuing to walk.

I couldn't help but admire how perfect Troye is to me, granted nobody knows what perfection is because it seizes to exist.  It's impossible for something to be perfect, because everything has their flaws. Nobody is flawless.

Although perfection may seize to exist, we all have our own definition of perfection.

My definition is Troye.

We continued to walk, occasionally stopping to take in the beautiful scenery.  "I'm so lucky to have you" I whisper to my beautiful boyfriend, while turning to face him. "Thank you for everything you've done"  His hand cupped my face, bringing me closer to him. I slowly placed my hands on his chest, standing up on my tip-toes, and leaned in for a kiss.