This is where I put my triles drabbles, and 99% of them are angst. Enjoy.

"I want him. Need him, but I'd run at the mere sight of him. I'm the pathetic one, I always have been."

Miles leaves Tristan a little voicemail. Triles.

Miles's nightmares are becoming worse by the night. Oneshot based off of a headcanon.

Tristan "takes one for the team..." In a matter of speaking. One-shot. I'm bad at descriptions.

Tristan is suffering sleepless nights while listening to his parents annoying bickering, so he finally decides to call Miles. Fluff everywhere. A little drabble from Tumblr.

Tristan's already "moved on" or so to speak, and Miles couldn't be any unhappier.

Miles felt his grip tighten before he made a split-second decision. He threw it. He threw the damned lighter. His mind was telling him to chase after it, to always keep it in his pocket, but his body was glued to his car's seat. {Drabble from Tumblr I changed around a little bit}

Miles wanted to run. He wanted to escape. He wanted his escape, but his feet seemed to be cemented to the ground. He felt like this couldn't be real, like this was all just a nightmare. Inspired by the song Porcelain by Marianas Trench.

Miles's walls crumble down as Tristan discovers Miles's issues. Tristan is trying to keep his past from affecting his present, but he can't repress everything forever.

Miles is still trying his hardest to keep his guard up. Set in the woods that're in the summer promos where Miles tries getting up to walk away from Tristan