I stumbled into Corey and Laney fic completely by accident—I think I was looking for something else on AO3 and a crossover tag brought me there. Now I've read way too much of it. For romance, the 'mutual pining during their separate careers' setup seems to generate the most interesting friction. You've got them both working insane hours, Laney probably dealing with gallery shows or art world politics, Corey on tour or in the studio, and they're just missing each other's calls or sending texts that get misunderstood. It's not just about the distance; it's about them trying to figure out if their lives can even mesh. The trope works because their connection always felt like it was built on a shared, slightly rebellious understanding of the world, so having them both succeed but feel hollow without the other feels true.
Another one I'm a sucker for is the 'reunion after years of no contact' frame. Not the cheesy, run-into-each-other-at-the-airport kind, but something more grounded. Maybe Laney sees a review of Corey's new album and it's full of references to a painting she did in high school, or Corey catches an interview where Laney brushes off a question about her old band. The romance comes from the slow unraveling of why they stopped talking—usually some minor, stupid argument blown out of proportion by teenage pride—and the careful rebuilding of trust. It's less fireworks and more embers being stirred back to life.
I've seen a few that flip the script and make it a 'meet-ugly' as adults where they literally don't recognize each other, which can be fun if done right, but it risks losing the core history. The best fics I've bookmarked always weave in their shared past as a foundation, even if the present-day romance is totally new territory. They remember how the other one took their coffee, or the specific brand of gum Laney used to chew, details that make the leap back into intimacy believable.
Honestly, the trope that usually falls flat for me is the high school sweethearts get back together immediately after graduation. It skips over the growth needed to make a grown-up relationship work. I'd rather read about them figuring it out at twenty-five, with some scars and some wisdom, than at eighteen with all the same old baggage.