*cheesy fanfic starts*
"Troye?" Tyler turned to Troye, on their last day of graduation. "Don’t go back to Perth, please. I’m going to miss you, and our little inside jokes, and seeing you every day. Can we just film one last collab? Come on, let’s just get blackout drunk. We could drink some apple juice," he said, winking after ‘apple juice ‘.
"I don’t know, Tilly… I miss my family and I’ve got the record deal." he said, pondering. "But I’ll do anything for you."
"Come on, let’s go back to my apartment then you little shit."
"Twink."
"Jock."
"Bear."
"Um?! Rude." Tyler said mock offendedly, shoving Troye in his side as he opened his front door.
Before any of them knew it, they were sloppily making innuendos and taking shots of beer from ridiculous looking hats. Some part of Troye’s plan for a funny video.
They were giggling nonstop as they tried and failed to get the ball into each other’s cups, before decided they were bored.
"Tilly?"
"Yeah?"
"I’m bored, can we just give them what they want and scroll through the troyler tag on tumblr? Loooook, it can be cute sometimes."
"Ugh, fine. You’re so boring Troye Sivan, always going on tumblr-" but he stopped when he saw a particularly cute edit. It was one of those shirts that said ‘Aye he’s mine’ for couples on Troye, and Tyler had a shirt that said ‘Troyler’ on it.
Like they were a couple, in the future.
Troye’s blue eyes widened as he saw the edit, quickly scrolling past with the skill of a natural tumblr user. I knew he didn’t want to deal with romantic troyler shippers right now, but…
"Troye?"