3 n 1 (Tracob)

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Stretching, the small boy lets out a yawn and opens his eyes to find Jacob staring at him.

Jacob smiles slightly, "Sorry, I don't mean to be creepy."

"Why were you staring at me then, weirdo?" Troye chuckles.

"You're cute when you sleep."

Troye blushes, "How am I cute?"

"You make cute faces. Were you dreaming?"

"Yeah. I made cute faces?"

Jacob nods, "You smiled and blushed and at one point, I thought I heard my name."

The blush on Troye's cheeks deepen.

"Tro? Were you dreaming about me?"

He shakes his head, "No..."

"I think you were," Jacob laughs.

Troye hides his face in the older man's chest and wraps his arm around his waist.

"My boyfriend," Jacob whispers.

"Hm?" the younger hums, looking up at the elder again.

"You're my boyfriend," he says a little louder.

Troye nods, "I am."

He chuckles and hugs Troye closer to him, "I'm so happy for that."

"What time is it?"

Reaching over Troye, Jacob grabs his phone off the table, "7:30."

"Why are we awake?"

"Let's go to my bed. We can sleep for a little while later. More comfortable too."

"Mm. Carry me."

Jacob laughs, "Okay, but you owe me."

"I'll do whatever you want if I get carried."

Sitting up, Troye wraps his arms around Jacob's neck and he stands up, wrapping his arms around the blond.

He wraps his legs around his waist as he walks down the hall to his bedroom.

"Okay, we're here," he says.

Troye holds on tighter to him and Jacob drops his arms, the younger still stuck to his body.

He laughs, "You're not letting go anytime soon, are you?"

Troye shakes his head.

Jacob, wrapping his arms around him again, sits down on the bed and lies down on his back, Troye on top of him.

"I'll go home around noon," Troye yawns.

"Sounds good," Jacob whispers tightening his grip around him.

Troye looks up at him, lying his chin on his chest.

Opening his eyes again Jacob looks down at him, "Yes?"

"Thank you for everything, Jacob."

"What do you mean?"

"Helping with Bailey, taking me out and having fun. Just everything."

"You're welcome," Jacob chuckles. "I'm happy to do it. Bailey's a sweet girl, I love spending time with her."

Troye waits for a minute, "And-and me?"

"Oh, yeah. You too, I guess."

"He-ey," the blond whines.

He laughs.

"I'm kidding. I love spending time with you, too, baby boy."

"Good. 'Cause you're stuck with me now."

"I'm stuck with you?"

"Yes. The moment I agreed to being your boyfriend is the moment you became my boyfriend forever whether you like it or not. So... you can't leave now."

"Darn. I was planning to drop the boyfriend thing."

"When?"

"When you say I do."

"What?" Troye asks with a small smile on his lips.

Jacob smirks before shutting his eyes and lying his head back on the bed, "Goodnight, baby."

Troye grins, a small blush appearing on his cheeks.

Lying his head on his chest, he lets sleep take over his body.