7: I Would Do Anything For You pt.1

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Tristan opened his eyes, only to shut them again due to the harsh light that leaked from a gap in their blinds. 

Tristan looked down at his sleeping boyfriend, his head nuzzled into Tristan's chest and his hand lying limply between their bodies. However Brad's other hand was gripping onto Tristan's boxers, by the waistband. Why, he had no idea and with much effort he managed to pry the younger boys hands off him, without waking him up. Tristan planted a kiss on Brad's cheek, before getting up and then tucking the covers back round Brad so as he didn't get cold. 

Tristan walked downstairs, grinning to himself. Brad was going to love what Tristan had in store for him. But first he had to wake him up. Tristan picked up Max, the dog Tristan had brought for Brad. The dog was already awake and had been strolling round the kitchen for a while. It jumped in joy as Tristan attempted to pick him up, and then tried to lick the blond's face, repetitively, but Tristan moved his head and held the dog too far away. 

He carried him upstairs, like a baby and into his and Brad's room. As soon as Max saw Brad, he jumped out of Tristan's arms onto the bed and ran over to the sleeping curly haired boy. 

Brad groaned something, inaudible as the dog tried to lap at his face. Brad's eyes opened and he giggled slightly at the dog's hyper mood. 

"Morning, baby." Said Tristan, lifting the dog off Brad, so he could sit up. 

"Morning." Said Brad, his voice raspy Tristan, leaned in kissing him on the lips, their lips moving in sync. Tristan licked Brad's lip as he opened up. They pulled away, for air. Brad stretched. 

"Guess what?" Said Tristan. Brad frowned. "What?" 

"You're 20 now Bradders." Said Tristan. Brad flopped on the bed, staring at the ceiling. 

"Wow, before you know it I'll be like 80." Brad said, his face showing horror. 

"Jeeze don't plan that far ahead." Said Tristan leaned over him. Brad grinned and pulled him down, for another kiss. 

Tristan pulled away for a second, "Happy Birthday." He said, with a wink. Brad blushed and opened his mouth to reply, but Tristan got there before him. "Right, you get in the shower and meet me downstairs okay?" Brad nodded and pecked his boyfriend on the lips one last time. 

He ran into the bathroom, shutting the door. Tristan sat on the bed, and listened. He waited until he could hear the water running. He then took off his grey joggy bottoms and then his boxers. He opened the bathroom door, to see Brad already soaked. He stared for a second at his beautiful boyfriend, his skin lightly tanned and smooth. His chest hair free, which made Tristan smirked. Brad turned and frowned. "Tris-" 

"Thought you wouldn't mind if I joined you." Said Tristan, Brad bit his lip as his eyes glided over his boyfriend. 

"Can I?" Asked Tristan, Brad nodded quickly making Tristan chuckle. He stepped in, closing the curtain behind him. Brad wrapped his arms round Tristan's neck, as the older boy gently pushed him against the wall. He kissed Brad passionately, his hands roaming the younger boys body, making him moan. 

Tristan pulled away, with one last kiss. He pulled back the curtain stepping out. 

"What are you doing?" Asked Brad. Tristan grinned, standing there dripping wet and naked. "We need to meet up with James and Con in an hour." 

"what you can't just leave me like this." Begged Brad. 

Tristan sighed and Brad grinned, sensing him giving in. "Fine, but i has to be quick." Said Tristan kneeling before the boy. 

*1 hour later* 

Brad and Tristan got out of the car. Brad squinted int he sunlight. "Where are they?" Asked Brad. Tristan took Brad's hand entwining the'r fingers. "Let's find them two idiots." 

Brad laughed and walked with Tristan. They found the tour bus round the back of some kind of building. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw the two boys. 

"BRAD!" Yelled Connor, running at the shocked, curly haired boy wrapping his arms round his neck and his legs round his waist. Brad stumbled back slightly but then hugged Connor back. 

"Hey Connor." Said Brad. 

"Brad!" Said James, hugging Brad from behind. Connor finally let go of Brad, pulling him away from James and Tristan. "So did you do it this morning?" 

Brad's eyes widened as he gently shoved his friend. "Con!" 

Connor laughed. "What?!" Brad rolled his eyes. 

"Well, we did shower-" 

Connor's jaw dropped. "Ooh together!" 

Brad grinned and put his arm round Connor. 

"C'mon!" Yelled James and Connor ran onto the bus. 

"Where are we going?" Asked Brad, curiously. 

"You'll see." Said James. 

Brad glanced at Tristan worriedly. 

"Don't look so worried." He said, with a laugh. "It's not like we're gonna kidnap you." 

Brad looked up at Tristan. "Well, I wouldn't mind that." He said, grinning. 

"Cheeky." Said Tristan ruffling Brad's hair. 

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Brad got home covered in bruises, but pretty happy. 

"I frickin' love paint balling." Said Brad, a huge grin on his face.

"I know." Said Tristan, smirking. 

They both made their way upstairs, tired after running round for nearly 2 hours. Brad flopped on his bed, hands behind his head. He sighed and watched as Tristan leaned in the doorway of their room. 

"Strip." Said Brad and then he giggled. Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Charming, and they said you were a ladies man." he said, tutting. 

"Well, I don't care about being a ladies man, seeing as I just asked you to strip, proving that therefore I am gay." Said Brad. Tristan stood up from leaning against the door frame. "If you insist." 

He took of his shirt, dropping it to the floor, keeping eye contact with Brad. 

"Are you sure you want me to strip?" Asked Tristan. 

Brad's eyes swept over his boyfriend and he nodded enthusiastically. "Positive." 

Tristan removed his jeans, and shoes so he was standing in just his boxers. Brad laid there hands still behind his head, but Tristan could tell he was finding it hard not to touch himself. 

Tristan smirked. "Boxers." Said Brad. 

Tristan ignored him walking over to him. Brad watched as the older boy crawled onto the bed and kissed him. "Even on your birthday Brad, you don't have enough control." Said Tristan. 

"Yeah I'll leave that up to you." Said Brad, his voice breathy. 

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A/N 

Don't worry guys the smut will come later maybe tomorrow *smug face*  just this chapter is like extra long so yeah and I just wrote most of it today, but it's up on Brad's B'day just like I said so yeah!!! 

Enjoy and please comment XD 

Byeeeee x


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