Ethereal | TRADLEY

CHAPTER 16: "Do you even love me?!"

After the James incident, Tristan moved into his boyfriend's house for the break to keep an eye and to take care of his boyfriend. The tall blonde doesn't want anyone to hurt his little Brad ever again. Ms. Simpson already knows Tristan and Brad's relationship. She approves everything as long as it will keep her son happy. The blonde keeps on filling up the gaps of Brad's heart caused by pain and sorrow. Tristan never fails to always be there for his boyfriend, protecting him and taking care of his little one. He swore to himself that he will never let anyone hurt or abuse Brad ever again after what James did. Although Ms. Simpson approves the relationship of Brad and Tristan, she still have set boundaries and limits. The two boys can have their dates on the house and around the town only and they cannot sleep in the same room when the evening comes. It's four in the afternoon, Tristan and the curly are cuddled up in Brad's room. The small boy is resting his chest on his boyfriend. "Love, why do you have these odd butterfly shaped rashes on both of your cheeks?" Bradley asked to his boyfriend, pointing the weird rashes on his cheeks. "It's nothing Brad... Maybe it's because of the weather yea? " the blonde replied, playing Brad's soft curls. "Love?" Tristan faced down on the curly. "What do you want to be in the future?" he randomly asked. "I want to be a pilot someday Tris... I want to touch the heavenly skies"   Bradley replied, locking his eyes on the blonde. Tristan's blonde eyebrows wrinkled. "But you can't do that love, you can't touch the skies while driving a plane" the curly boy frowned to his boyfriend who's looking fine as fuck. "Hey, I'm just kidding! That's your only plan?" Tris quickly said. "Well what else would I want to be?" Brad stood up and sat on the bed indian style. "My husband I guess???" Tristan replied crossing his skinny arms. "Nah I'll skip that one..." Brad replied. "Really? Well then I guess I have to tickle you!" Tristan exclaimed, pinning Brad on the bed. He then started to poke the curly's flanks, left and right. Brad lets out a loud laugh, echoing the airwaves. "Tris stop!!! You're going to kill me!" the curly cries out giggling. "No! I'm not gonna stop until you say you're gonna be my husband!" Tristan continues to tickle the curly who's lying on the bed wiggling. "Okay! Okay! I'll be a pilot and your husband!" Brad said, holding Tris' wrists. The tall lad flops down besides his boyfriend panting. "Better." Tristan faced to Brad. He locks his eyes into the smaller boy and stared at his boyfriend's big brown aesthetic eyes. "God, you're so beautiful." Tristan softly said as he pushes Brad's tousled locks. The smaller boy just smiles and snuggles into Tris' arms.

Few more days before Christmas day and the two boys keep on falling in love every single day. Brad's mum scheduled an appointment for Dr. Clifford before the holidays. Brad's cancer is still dangerous, but what seems to be bizarre is that the curly has not have any pain attacks since Tristan and him started dating. In a span of  two weeks being with Tristan and not having pain attacks that would almost kill Brad, it is almost like the heaven has bestowed the curly. Since Tristan moved in to his boyfriend's house he's been sleeping on the guest room. Not because Brad's mum fears that the two will do something naughty or have some sex, Brad's mum just want to practice the boundaries she have set for the two boys. The curly's room and guest room are both facing across the hallway, so the two love birds aren't really separated anyway. Tristan woke up feeling cold. He put his hand on his neck to feel his temperature, he's sick again.Tristan's joints are swollen, he can't move. He tried moving to the side of the bed but it's too painful. The blonde's brows started to furrow when he heard a voice coming outside the hallway. He forced himself out of the bed and opened the dood slightly. He peeps and sees the figure of Brad's mum and the curly standing in the corridor. "We're going to Dr. Clifford's clinic today before the holidays honey. It's been a while since your last check up, we need to set the medical preparations to Dr. Clifford before the holidays start. Remember, its very malignant Brad. You can't keep this to Tristan forever..." Brad nooded. Ms. Simpson hugged her son and went downstairs to prepare some breakfast before going to Dr. Clifford's clinic. The blonde was shock when he heard the words that came out of Ms. Simpson's mouth. Did Brad lie to him all this time? Tristan opened the door fully, letting his tall figure into the hallway thats illuminated by the sun's calm morning rays. The curly's eyes bulged when he saw Tristan. "Hey, good morning love! Are you've been standing here all this time?" Brad wraps his hands around Tris' torso. The blonde just stared blankly into the air as he removed Brad's arms on his body. "Tris? Why? Is everything okay love?" The curly asked. Tristan is holding back his feelings. He feels a little bit annoyed, angry or whatever. How can Brad keep something away from him? He feels so cheated. Tristan knew something was wrong with Brad, he just can't point it out. Everytime when Tris asks Brad if he's okay the curly would say yes, he would tell Tristan that's everything is alright even though it isn't "Why Brad? Does it matter if I were here standing all this time? Hearing ALL the words your mum just said?" Tristan faced down to the little boy. "Brad, DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME?!" Tristan exclaims infront of the little boy. His pitch went a little too high, too high it made the little boy startle. Brad's big brown eyes starts to be filled with tears. He knew that this day would come... The day when he will have to tell Tristan about his cancer. "Brad... I-I'm sorry love..." Tristan steps closer to the little one, wrapping his arms around Brad. Tristan knew he scared his boyfriend. "Love... Don't cry, please. I- I didn't mean that baby. Please look at me" Tristan faces down to Brad, cupping his face as he wipes the curly's tears way. "Brad... Do you love me?" Tristan asked again, this time it was in a gentle and soft tone. The brown haired boy nods eagerly. "You do? Then be honest to me."

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