snapchat - tracob *DISCONTINUED*

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troye had fallen asleep on jacob after crying for a bit, so jacob tucked him into his bed and he laid there, staring at the ceiling.

he thought about troye. thought about his laugh. thought about his blue eyes. thought about his smile. jacob had really done it now, hadn't he?

he looked over at troye, sleeping so peacefully, his cheeks still streaked red from his earlier tears. he looked like an angel, jacob thought. a sad, beautiful angel.

jacob turned over to face troye, and he just looked at him. suddenly, troye lazily opened his eyes and yawned, then he scooted closer to jacob, draping his arm over his side.

fuck, jacob was screwed.