TROYE Sivan Smut ;)

No Homo

Song: Wild - Troye Sivan

He didn't even know how long they had been fighting, but all he wanted was to hide his feelings. He knew that as soon as he showed his vulnerability, everything he had worked so hard to protect would come crashing down.

They had always been best friends, never more, never less. They never expected anything from each other, content with a non romantic relationship. That was, however, until this happened.

"You can't move out!" exclaimed Troye, his voice increasing in desperation and volume as the words sunk in. He and his best friend had been living together for almost 2 years, and Jacob now wanted to move out. Troye couldn't believe what he was hearing, how was Jacob doing this to me? How could he not think of my feelings and be so selfish?

Jacob on the other hand, had always felt a spark for Troye, but had not intended for it to develop past fantasy. The few times he'd jerked off thinking of Troye, recurring questions always appeared in his mind. How? Why? Is there something wrong with me?

And now he could control himself; he wanted nothing more than to touch Troye all over, hear him moan his name in pure bliss. So he had decided to move out and forget about his feelings for Troye once and for all.

Corned by Jacob in the hall, Troye could feel the blood rush through his body. With trembling hands, he tried to push Jacob away, but he knew it was in vein. He has always been the stronger one of the pair, but since Jacob had hit puberty, his body had flourished.

"You're not listening to me! I need to get away for a while," Jacob thundered loudly in Troyes ear. "Why?" quivered Troye. Does he think I'm disgusting? Did he find out that I'm gay?

Looking down at the boy trembling before him in his grasp, he suddenly felt overcome by guilt. He didn't realise the effect he had on him. He put his hand on Troye's shoulder, making him flinch and step back in horror. Finding nothing but cold wall to meet his back, he shifted his gaze to Jacob's cold smile yet warm eyes. "I'm sorry," Jacob said in a soft tone, which sent blood rushing to Troyes lower half. Oh God.

Troye tugged at his shirt, trying to hide the bulge in his pants to no avail. "What's wrong?" Jacob asked. His eyes drifted down and his eyes widened in realisation. "Oh."

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now. Troye was mortified now that Jacob knew. Blushing furiously, he tried to summon his voice, but it came out shaky and weak. "Fuck off" he feebly moaned. Sensing his weak spot, Jacob palmed his jeans, sending a shock of pleasure down Troye's spine. This was going to be a long night.