Despite the fact that the two boys were finally in some sort of agreement, Tristan wasn't too keen on jumping back into the whole bed and sleeping situation.
"It's fine," Brad said, as Tristan chewed his lip. "I'll sleep in the main bit if you want." Tristan felt bad, but he still couldn't get the image of Brad and Drew out of his head. It was the one things that drove him crazy, made him want to do unthinkably horrid things to Drew.
Now the blond was laying on his bed guilt running through him. It wasn't Brad's fault, he knew it was a mistake. He knew how persuasive Drew could be...
Tristan got up out of his bed, in his boxers. He unzipped the pod, to wear his boyfriend lay in a sleeping bag. He gently picked him up bridal style from his bed, holding Brad's cold body against his warm one.
"Tris?" Brad mumbled. Tristan kissed his forehead. He was so cute when he sleeps, so peaceful and unaware of how beautiful he really was. Tristan laid him in his the small bed, before getting in too it was a squeeze, but Tris didn't mind.
Brad was now awake and fully aware he was no longer in his bed. He smiled at Tristan, before cupping the boys face with his hand and kissing him on the lips.
"I love you hoe."
"I love you too whore." Brad giggled as Tristan said this.
"I'm you're whore though, remember?" Said Brad.
Tristan sighed and then Brad's eyes were suddenly filled with worry and guilt. "I mean it Tris, I'm yours. No one can make me feel so happy like you do. No one can cuddle me until I fall asleep. No one can make me melt inside and feel loved up like you do.
"I love you, and I know I've ruined everything, but I want to make it up to you. I'm going to keep that promise forever. No matter what."
Tristan didn't reply, he just roughly pressed his lips to Brads. He hands finding the boys waist. Brad kissed him back, hungrily.
Brad pulled away, "I'm not sure they're gonna want the tent back after this." Tristan grinned.
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Brad woke up, Tristan's arm draped over his body. Brad breathed in the smell of his boyfriend. Tristan always seemed to smell good. Brad heard a buzzing, he pried Tristan's hands off him.
Brad picked up his phone and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hello my dear friend."
"Con I have a good mind to completely ignore you for putting me in such an awkward position, but seeing as your plan may have worked..."
"YES! I knew it, well, it was all James's idea, but I knew it would work."
"Yeah sure." Brad grinned.
"Oh I forgot to tell you we packed some necessities-"
"Yeah we found them." Brad smirked.
Connor grinned at James, who smirked back. "Well, I gotta go, have fun!" Connor hung up the phone. He sat down at the kitchen table as he fiddled with a piece of paper.
"I knew it would work." Said Connor.
"Mm."
"At least their happy now." Said Connor, sighing. James looked up at the sad tone of Connor's voice. He jumped off the work top and took Connor's hand in his, pulling him up from his seat.
James needn't say anything as he smiled at the boy and earning one back. He twirled Connor under his arm in and then pressed his lips to his.
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A/N
I haven't updated in ages and I'm so sorry, updating on Fridays and I'm actually going to do this.
Gonna take off my one shot book for a while and pleeeaaaaseeee check out my new Tradley fic Dreams. Imma make try and make it cute lol
Gonna fail but anyway subject change... JONNOR
I think Jonnor is cute. Raise your hand if you love Jonnor *raises hand*
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