Third person's P.O.V:
A innocent 17 year old Ethan woke up from the sound of birds chirping,feeling dizzy and the verge of throwing up,which is something he hates more than anything.
Except his Grayson leaving him of course..
Ethan slowly got up,his headache increasing in pain,as he grips his little teady bear,tears willing up in his eyes,while he whines,needing his Grayson.
"Gwaysonnnn",Ethan cried,gripping his teady bear tightly as pain took over his head,crying uncomfortably,needing the pain to go away.
Grayson heard his voice,getting worried immediately,not wanting his Ethan to get hurt.
"Ethan!",grayson says running up the stairs,not caring if his food got cold.
Ethan whined as Grayson reached the top of the stairs,cuddling into the pillow,imagining its Grayson.
"OMG Ethan are you alright?",says grayson in worry,turning him around to be met with the hazel eyes,that are light brown for now,hair sticking out in different directions,and a sick-looking Ethan.
"Hmmmmm",Ethan whines,hugging grayson,burying his head on grayson's chest while grayson rubbed his back in small circles,while massaging his head with the other hand,and laying his chin on Ethan's soft hair.
A peaceful silence took over,as they cuddled into each other's arms,scooping each other as one,not wanting to let go.
You may say,its just a brotherly love,no more,right?
No
Its actually called love,they loved each other since they were 15.
They were like 2 peas in a pot,barely separated,they were always careful with each other,liking each other's comfort
