Ethereal | TRADLEY

CHAPTER 21: "Keep my heart"

Tris' mum arrived full handed on the room together with Ms. Simpson. They bought a mini Christmas feast for all. Even though a tragic accident happened, the two families didn't want to kill the holiday vibes. All of them survived, Brad's mum didn't have any serious injuries same as Tris, who is now awake (but has a lupus and he's not yet telling Brad about it) and the most important this is that they have each other for Christmas. Ms. Simpson laid out the roasted chicken, some salads, chinese spring rolls and fruits on the tiny table infront of Tris' hospital bed. The clock stuck twelve, a signal that Christ is now born. "MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLEEEEEE!" The blonde exclaims as he puts his arms high up with a wide beam on his mouth. Tris' mum hugged her son "Merry Christmas honey. I know you're a tough man. I love you Tris" she said as she kisses her son's forehead. Meanwhile Ms. Simpson stepped closer to the curly, who is opening some food on the table, bringing the little boy on her arms. "Bradley, Merry Christmas son... We'll get through this all. You'll be cured, don't lose hope. I love you" Brad looked behind on his mum, he forced a smile with the hope of being cured in his mind. "I love you too mum, thanks for taking care of me". Both boys releases theirselves on their mother's arms. Brad approached Tris' bed slowly, he sat besides the blonde, wrapping his small arms on his boyfriend. Tristan hugs Brad back while their mums are infont, playfully poking each other. "Aww they look so cute!" Ms. Evans utter. "Oh my god I need to photograph this!" Ms. Simpson pulls out her Iphone with a big smile on her face. "Okay love birds, photo op! Ready? 1...2...3!" The two boys smiles infront of the camera, capturing their first Christmas photo together. Tristan leans his head on the curly's face, "They didn't know you moaned so loud and that I fucked you so good in this bed" the blonde smirkingly whispered as he licks Brad's ear. "Tris oh my god stop!" the small boy slaps Tristan away. The tall blonde lets out a chuckle, he imagines teasing his boyfriend would be so damn cute. "These food are not gonna eat themselves yall! Let's celebrate!" Ms. Evans exclaimed.

After the Christmas eve dinner was over, Ms. Evans and Ms. Simpson cleaned up and put away all the trash, whilst Brad cuddled with Tristan on his bed. "I'm going to head back to my room to take a rest Brad... You okay here hon?" The brown eyed boy's mum asked. "Yea mum" he answered. "Merry Christmas again son and Tris" Ms. Simpson said as she kisses the lad. The blonde's mum left after she was done cleaning all up. "Tris, I'll just go outside for some air okay? I'll be just outside and have some coffee"

"Brad... Can you do me a favor love?"

"What is it?"

"Could you hand me my jacket?"
Tristan said as he slowly gets up from the bed. He takes the off the dextrose again, placing it on the nightstand as he puts on the black jacket on his skinny built.

"T-Tris? What are you doing?"

"Shhhh, just come with me baby"

Tristan quickly grabbed Brad's wrist, dragging him out of the room. They walk towards the end of the hallway. Tristan opens a door which have a big "DO NOT ENTER" sign infront. The hallway is pretty dark and no one is walking besides the two.

"Wait Tris it says do-"

"Do you trust me baby?" Tristan cut his boyfriend.

"I trust you"

the curly boy answered, biting his lower lip. Tristan drags the little boy up to a series of stairs. The taller boy runs fastly, holding Brad's wrist like they are being eaten by fire. The smaller boy pants as he continues to catch up with his boyfriend who's running like there is no tomorrow. "LETS GO BABY! FEW MORE STEPS TO GO!" Tristan looked down to his boyfriend with a big grin on his face. Brad is almost gonna pass out, the blonde is too fast. Tristan looks like he didn't just have a car accident. They reached the top, Tris opened the door, letting the cold and windy air to touch their faces. "T-Tris oh my god you look like you didn't just have an accident" Brad pants with his hands on his knees. "I was afraid that the stars would go out love, sorry to exhaust you" Tristan stepped out to the door and went  to the rooftop. The blue eyed boy held his hand out "Baby... Come look and see". Brad takes his boyfriend's hands as he looks up in the heavenly sky filled with bright stars.

The blonde flops down on the brick edge of the rooftop, his skinny chicken legs dangling from above as the wind brushes his hair. "Come here..." Tris asks Brad, motioning the curly to sit besides him. "Be careful love..." Tristan grabs the curly's hands as he gently sits besides Tris. The moon is full and shining so bright tonight together with the stars. "Wow... They look so beautiful tonight Tris" the brown eyed boy looks up again as the moon reflects on his big brown orbs. "Not as beautiful as your curls, your eyes, your nose, your lips, your body..." Tristan said, pushing his boyfriend's curls. Brad swings his legs on the edge as his cheeks turns red. It's a bit chilly, the curly put his arms across, rubbing his shoulders for warmth. "Cold" he said. The blonde didn't hesitate to give his jacket to Brad right away "Ohh... Sorry love" Tristan puts his jacket on Brad, swallowing the little one because the garnment is too big for his hobbit body. Tristan pulls Brad closer to his, wrapping his arms to the little one. "You look so cute" Tristan lets out a chuckle. "I love big clothes. They make me warm and comfy. It makes me feel safe" the curly rests his head on his boyfriend. "Brad..." Tristan looks down on the smaller boy, who's quietly resting on his shoulders with his eyes closed. The cold thin air blows, making Brad to snuggle more to the blonde.

"Tris... The day of the accident, Dr. Clifford sent me a text, he said that my brain tumors have reduced and shrunk. It's a miracle love! H-he said my cancer is now only 40% and that percentage can be remove throught operation and chemotherapy. I'm one step closer on being cured baby" Brad looked up and smilingly said to the blonde. "Although we don't have enough money for the operation and the additional meds...I-" Tristan cuts the curly boy off. "Leave that to me baby...I'll take care of it. We'll beat the shit out of this cancer yea? You'll be cured. I promise"  Brad nods and closes his eyes again.

Tristan takes Brad's hand and placed it on his chest, right on his heart. "Keep my heart okay? This... This is yours for eternity..." Tris said, Brad looked up to his boyfriend smiling. Tristan opens his palm to Brad's hand "Every beat of this heart is for you. Every blood that goes inside, it streams for you. And every arteries and veins inside, it works for you. I love you so much and I won't hesitate to die for you love" Tristan said with his eyes closed, feeling and cherishing the wonderful moment they are sharing under the stars.

"Tris... Sometimes I ask God in my sleep, what did I ever do to deserve you in my life? Then I realized that you came to fix me... To build back the broken pieces of my wrecked perspective on life. You gave me hope and I would do anything to keep your heart..."

"I love you... I am who I am because of you Brad. You are my every reason, my every hope, my every strength and my every dream in this world that is a mess. And what ever happens to us in the future, always remember that everday we are together is the greatest days of my life in our forever. I'm yours and yours only Brad."

Tristan sheds a tear, thinking how much he loves Brad, thinking the possibility that he might not be there for the curly because of his illness. Lupus can come in the most unexpected way possible, that's what Dr. Samuels told the blonde. Tristan wants to make sure that he would never let any second slip away whenever he has the chance to be with the love of his life. He can't tell Brad... It would kill him to see his boyfriend cry because of the fact that he might die. Tristan wants Brad to live a happy life once the tumors are out. He cannot let his boyfriend find out about his lupus. Brad had enough of sadness in his life, and Tristan does not want to take it away from him again all because he has lupus.

"I love you so much baby, Merry Christmas"

I hope you all like this update guys! I WAS CRYING WHEN I WROTE THIS. MY TRADLEY HART.

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