Treyco FF Central

So, my solution is that I would like everyone to know that Submissions are open, please feel free to submit anything and everything Trevor Collins Fanfiction related. I also have some requests from forever and a day ago that I will post without response so that if you find inspiration from such requests, you can jump on board.

I was considering giving this blog away but its a secondary blog and in order to give it away I would have to give away the main as well, which I still use on the daily for random-ass shit.

Pairing: Trevor C x Reader

Genre: too many. Fluff, angst, smut, you name it.

Words: 3,250+

Warnings: sexually explicit, swearing, mentions of alcohol, NSFW

A/N: and they were roommates. thank you @5lbsofsmarties for the encouragement (also by extension, the rtri discord), and thank you @fics4you for a knock-out editing job. go give them some love. also, you wanna listen to some music while you read this??? here you go

Your electric blanket has failed you.

In fact, power to the entire street has failed you.

You’d come home to your apartment cold, dark, and quiet, the light switch void of function when you flipped it out of habit. Power was out for maintenance, and according to the notice board on Neighbourly, would continue to be so until the early hours of the morning.

As you lie shivering under every spare blanket you can find, you admit that sneaking off to bed at seven wasn’t the greatest idea. Two hours had passed and you aren’t any warmer than when you first crawled under the covers. You think of the fire you know is burning low in the living room, last stoked half an hour or so ago by Trevor, before you heard him retire as well.

You’re out of bed before you even register the decision, a duvet or two bundled in your arms.