ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 31

"Boys! I'm heading out! Connor, you're welcome to stay for dinner, but you must help Troye make it. Bye!" Laurelle walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. "See you soon" She smiled, passing us to the front door.

Troye and I were now sitting the lounge of the Mellets, watching some documentary about obesity in America. Troye turned to me and smiled. "Let's start dinner, I'm hungry as fuck."

"Alright, but first" I paused, leaning in for a quick peck on the lips. "that's all you're getting for now, we don't want a repeat of last time" I winked, making my way to the kitchen. I opened the cupboard and took out some boxed noodles, butter, and cheese.

"What we making, Connie?" Troye asked, slowly making his way to the kitchen.

"Buttered noodles" I smiled, taking out a pot from the cupboard next to the stove.

"I swear, you know your way around my house more than I do" Troye chuckled, taking the pot from my hand and walking over to the sink. As he put the pot on the stove, waiting for it to boil, he made his way over to the kitchen table. "So, what's on the agenda for tonight?"

"I say we just spend the night in, eat dinner, and watch TV." I sat down next to him, then realized how much we sounded like an old married couple, which made me want to spike up conversation. "So, Tro, what do you want to do with your life when you get older?" I questioned, looking at him curiously.

"Well, you know I love music, so taking a career path in music sounds trust worthy to me, but then there's a part of me saying that I just want a simple job so I can settle down with a husband and kids." He smiled. I could tell he's thought about this topic a lot. His eyes lit up as he talked about his wants in the future.

It scared me a little, but I could imagine it. I could imagine him and I having a cute little lake house somewhere in LA, maybe even Australia. We could have 2 or 4 kids, maybe a cat. He could be presuing a job in music and I in photography.

I then realized what I was doing, what I was thinking. How could I be thinking about marrying Troye? We've been dating for a bit over a month and I'm already thinking about marriage? What's wrong with me?

"Connor? You alright?" Troye voice shook me out of my twisted-up thoughts.  "You kinda dazed off, there." He chuckled, patting my shoulder.

"Oh- yeah, I just kinda got lost in thought" I smiled, standing up to put the noodles in the pot.

"anyways, what about you? What do you want to do?" Troye asked the same question I had asked him moments before.

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I'd love to do something with photography, that's for sure. I'd defiantly like to settle down somewhere with maybe 4 kids, cause I came from a family of four."  Troye started to stir the noodles in the pot, so I decided it would be cute to do what they usually do in the movies.

So I, being the romantic dork, came up behind Troye and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder. "Hi" I whispered, nipping his ear a bit.

"Awe look at us, being all domestic and shit" He laughed, continuing to stir the noodles.  I chuckled and began to kiss his neck, wanting to see him flustered and breathless because of my actions. A slight groan came from him as he tilted his head to the side, giving me more access to his neck.

"Connor" he whispered, trying to get my attention.

"Hmm?" I hummed against his neck.

"The noodles are ready, Connah."

"And?" I questioned, still kissing all around his neck.

"i-I gotta drain the water" he stuttered, the last word coming out as a moan when I started to suck on his skin.

"the water can wait" I whispered, pulling him away from the stove and towards the table. I sat him down on the kitchen chair, then I slowly began to sit on him; straddling him.

"somebody's going to see" He whispered, his eyes closed at my touch. "But fuck that" He gave in, pulling me closer and connecting our lips.

There we were, grinding on each other and making out on the kitchen chair. How sanitary. But, as fast as our actions started, they ended even faster by the sound of the doorbell.  I groaned as I got off of Troye, allowing him to go answer the door. "hey!" he called out to me "at least we got some warning before somebody walked in on us!" I chuckled at his response, following him to the door.  "hell- oh."

I noticed the sudden change of mood as I rushed over to see exactly who was there.

"What do you want, Tyler?"

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A/N

Hey okay, this was an insanely short filler chapter, but I just wanted to post this, that way I can let you know of two things!

1)      I posted the first chapter of my new tronnor Fic! Go check it out and add it to your library, that way you know when I post chapter 2 ;)

2)      The book is coming to an end!! Only like 2, maybe 3 more chapters!

XX ILY!