Introverts

Testing The Waters

"Sorry, probably shouldn't of got in the pool. Now my mom's convinced I'm going to die." I joke, loving the way his laugh sounds.

"It's whatever. We should probably go in anyway." Go in...facing other humans...leaving my comfortable sanctuary I now share with Connor...none of that sounds to appealing.

"Yeah." I mouth, not bothering to speak the word. Here I am, finally being affectionate with someone for the first time and the universe has to ruin it. Out of nowhere Connor brings up his leg and splashes me in the face. I jump out of the pool behind him.

"You're dead." I say when he looks at me. But it only lasts a second before he's running for his life. When we reach the patio where the rain isn't pouring I grab him by the waist.

There's nothing better than swimming in the rain with an Australian boy in July

I find it odd that he refers to me as an Australian boy but I also find that I wish he'd say it out loud. It's cute that even his thoughts are poetic. I pick him up off the ground and spin him, his back against my chest. He giggles and screams for me to stop.

I can feel everything. His breathing, his skin, his hair as it brushes against my face. I'm so totally in love with his hair. It's just so soft. And need I mention that it's the perfect shade of brown and goes great with the green of his eyes? I sit him down and he spins around face me, our chests touching.

"You sir, are a horrible friend." I giggle and shove him lightly.

"You love me." We both laugh for a bit longer before it dies down and we just stare at each other. Slowly, he grabs my waist and pulls me into a hug.

I don't want this to stop.

I shudder as he presses too tightly against certain places. He feels it to and pulls away quickly, his face bright red.

"Well," he says awkwardly.

"Let's go in." I say, pointing to the door. When we walk in we're treated with my mom.

"Troye, can I ask why your and Connors clothes are on the floor?" I have a feeling she knows by the smile that's on her face.

"We didn't want to get our clothes wet." I say, scratching the back of my neck and mentally preparing for the shit storm I was about to enter. I'll probably be grounded or get my laptop taken away. Or be banned from the TV or-

"Well, just don't do it again. You too go get cleaned up so you can eat dinner like civilized humans yes?" I stare at her in disbelief before looking back at Connor. He hadn't seen the exchange which I'm thankful for, because my mom's knowing smirk might seem a little off to him. It definitely does to me, I wonder what she's thinking.

No. I will not ready my mom's thoughts, that's rude and totally wrong. I move past her after taking Connors wrist and dragging him up the stairs. I close the door behind us and then turn to my dresser. I pull out two pairs of underwear, throwing one at Connor.

"Y-you want me to wear your underwear?" He stutters out, his face still red.

"I mean, if you wanna strut around in the nude that's cool too. Whatever ever you're comfortable with. I won't mind either way." I smirk as he stumbles over what to say next. Obviously he wasn't expecting the flirty response I gave him. He settles on,

"O-okay thanks." I chuckle before turning around and grabbing two pairs of basketball shorts and two plain t-shirts. Throwing Connor his share, I slip my shirt on and he does the same. Then things get tense. I have a bathroom that connects to my room, but I'm curious to see what Connor will do.

He just stares at me, fidgeting in his place and giving me a pleading look. I ignore it and reach for my underwear. I know I'm probably testing so many platonic friendship lines right now, but I honestly don't have room in my teenage boy brain to think about that. Connor does what I was suspecting him to do. As I pull my underwear off, leaving me completely naked and exposed right in front of him, he doesn't look anywhere but my eyes. He could of taken the opportunity to see me in my most vulnerable state and here for the sake of both of our embarrassment he didn't. And that makes my heart pound furiously. I slip on the new briefs and shorts and he lets out an audible sigh of relief, letting his eyes rake down my now clothed form. I wait to see what Connor will do now. He's not as brave as me.

After a good minute or two of me staring and him biting his lip nervously, I turn my back to him instantly hearing the sound wet clothes on my wood floor. I laugh, glad that he can't hear it.

He's so modest.
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A/N
The first day of Vidcon is today and Connor picked Troye up from the airport (either yesterday or this morning) does anyone else find it strangely awesome how there always together? I swear there married. I ship it SO hard. (respectively of course).

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