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(Written back in April 2024)

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Cole's pov
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Peter suggested taking a hot bath and that sounds great right now.

That nightmare had really messed with me mentally, and the scariest thing was how I felt pain in a dream.

Now that I was awake, I became aware of the fact my body was sore. But it makes sense, my body was so messed up after everything. I'm used to it, just like Peter is with his issues. That at doesn't make it easy, being disabled hurts physically, even more mentally. Not being able to do what I used to really sucks, and I'm not even old yet!

Anyways, today is a good day to just enjoy life. So, let's ignore the negatives and focus on the positives. Right now I have a big positive, my boyfriend.

We filled up the tub with water, both of us getting in. The warm water soothed our bodies. Even though cold water is good for the body and soul. Right now I just want some warmth.

I held Peter close to me, as we sat in silence.

Our breath was quiet and slow, the sunlight shining through the window, some birds chirping and flying around. It's been awhile since I've just relaxed and enjoyed the quiet, becoming invisible again.

"Can we do this everyday? It's a lot nicer than the pond." I said, leaning back in the tub with Peter's head on my chest.

"Maybe not everyday, but at least once a week. I'd be good with that." Peter smiled, his eyes closed, leaning back onto me, with our hands holding each others.

"Well. You know something. I like being with you. Very close to you. Especially when we're naked." I whispered into his ear, trying not to laugh.

"Cole!" He said shocked, hitting me gently.

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Later that day Keith came by, he was bored so he just showed up.
Uninvited.

So much for having alone time with Peter.

"Got any food?" Keith asked, barging in.

"Uh. Hi." I said, as he walked past me to the kitchen.
"Okay, then." I mumbled, glancing towards Peter.

"See, if you feed them, they always come back." Peter said.

"Yep!" Keith yelled out, his mouth full with some sort of food and his arms holding some bags of snacks.

"You can't just take all of that." I said.

"Watch me." He said, stuffing more food into his mouth.

Sighing, "Alright, you wanna go play a game?" I asked.

"Sure. Sounds good." Keith said.

We sat in the couch and looked for a video game to play, Keith made his way over, his arms full with different foods.

"Don't you have food at home?" I asked.

"Yeah, I have food, but it's nicer to steal your food and play your games. Plus it annoys you." He said.

Sighing again. "Mm."
Peter looked over at me, wrapping his arm around mine and leaning against me, watching as we played a game.

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"We need to get more games to play." Keith said.

"What's wrong with these? We've got plenty." I said.

"Yeah, but it gets boring after awhile." He said.

"I stayed on an island for two years, I didn't mind it." I said.

"Ughhh, you always bring that up. We get it. You were bad but now your good. The whole island thing and fighting a bear...yata yata yata." Keith said annoyed, rolling his eyes.

I looked at him in shock and annoyance. "Really? That was a lot I went through and changed. It's not meant to be a fun story to keep you entertained." I said.

He looked over at me with a bored expression.

"Seriously? You literally barged in here and stole my food, now your judging me?" I said.

"Um... yeah. I guess I am." He said.

I grabbed the closet object I could, well what looked good. I would have thrown the controller, but it would've hurt and it would probably break.

So instead I grabbed the pillow that Peter was holding and threw it at Keith.

"Hey! What was that for." He said.

"For you. Your welcome." I said sarcastically.

"Mm, hm. I would throw this back at you, but I'm better than that." He said.

"And you know he would throw it right back at you." Peter said.

"Yep. I would." I said.

"You know what. Do it then!" Keith challenged, standing up.

"Really?" I said unfazed.

"Ugh, come on boys, I know you're stupid teenage boys, but that doesn't mean you have to fight all the time." Peter said.

"We're not fighting." I said, looking over at Peter.
He looked at me with those judging eyes.

"Not yet, we're not." Keith said seriously, standing with his arms crossed, then started laughing.
"I'm kidding."

"But that does give me an idea. Come here, Cole." Keith said, waving me over.

I slowly got up and walked over to him. "Alright, what is it?" I asked.

"This." He said then suddenly grabbed me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"Ahh!" I said suddenly. What just happened!?
"Uh. What are you doing?" I asked.

"Your lighter than I thought you'd be." Keith said.

"Wh-why am I up here?" I asked, staring down at the floor with Keith's shoulder digging into my abdomen.

"I just wanted to see if I could pick you up. Turns out I can. Cool." Keith said.

"Now I know how Peter feels." I mumbled. This was a weird feeling and uncomfortable. No one ever picked me up. Well besides when I was a little kid.

I would pick up Peter often, just because it was funny. But now I know why he hates it.

"Can you put me down now?" I asked.

"Eh, sure. I guess, if that's what you want." Keith said in a suspicious voice.

"Um, what?" Then he made a sudden move, dropping me down, onto my face...
but he stopped, not actually dropping me.

"Hey! What was that for!?" I yelled.

"That was just for fun. I'm sure Peter enjoyed that. Right Peter?" Keith asked.

"Yeah, that was fun to watch. So you won't be doing that to me anymore, will you?" Peter said.

"No. I won't. At least not for awhile." I said.

Keith walked over to the couch, dropping me onto it with a thud. At least it was a soft landing.

"Ugh." I mumbled, that hurt. At least I'm back on the couch now.

Peter rubbed my head. "So now you know why I hate it and your not going to pick me up anymore... right?" He asked.

Looking up at him. "No. Definitely not." I said, then sat up, catching my breath.
Then I grabbed Peter, bridle style and lifted him up.
"I would never do that to you." I said sarcastically.

Peter sighed. "One disadvantage of having a boyfriend, he acts like this."

"I don't think that's too bad. You love me, you know you do." I said, kissing him.

"Ugh." Keith said, rolling his eyes. "I hate being the third wheel."

"Then go get a girlfriend." Peter said.

"I'd even settle for a boyfriend. Or any friend. Trios never work." Keith said.

"Well, why don't you go out and met some people. Besides, I think me and Peter are better as a duo." I said, kissing him again.

"Oh, so you can have alone time?" Keith asked.

"Uh, yeah." I said.

"No way! You two are always together! What about me!? I need someone too." He said.

"I'm sure you'll find someone, Keith." I said.

"Yeah, you'll sweep her off her feet." Peter laughed.

"Uh, maybe. I do have a way with the ladies." Keith said, fixing his hair.

"Ugh. Never say that again." Peter said with a disgusted face.

"Mmm, your adorable, baby." I said, looking at Peter then kissing him.

"Ahem!" Keith said annoyed, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.

"What are you, six?" I said then put Peter back down.

"Yeah. I'm six foot. Come here!" He said, pulling me towards him.

"Ah, no!" I yelled then started laughing.
Keith picked me up again, across his shoulders then dropped me onto the floor before I could do anything.

"Oh, ow." I said out of breath, my body hitting the hard floor. "Uh...w-why did you do that?" I asked.

"Because it was fun. Alright, I'm sorry. Come here." Keith said, sticking his hand out to pull me back up.

I went to reach for his hand but paused. "How do I know you won't drop me again?" I asked.

"You don't. Think of it like a trust exercise." He said, smiling.

"Yeah, yeah." I said, out of breath and half laughing.
"But don't drop me again, that hurt." I said.

"Alright. I'll think about it." He said, looking at me.

"What was that a wrestling move?" I said jokingly.

"Kind of, yeah." He said. "I can show you some more moves if you'd like."

"Hey! He's my boyfriend!" Peter said.

Making us all laugh.

"Oh, is that right." I said, stepping closer to Peter, standing in front of him.
"Only me and you can wrestle?"

He got flustered, hiding his face with his hands. "Shut up." He mumbled.

"See! There you two go again, making me the third wheel, again." Keith said.

Me and Peter looked over at him, smiling. "Ah, I'm sure you'll find someone Keith. Don't worry."
Then I looked back at Peter, ruffling hair.

"You'll find someone eventually, they come out of no where." I said.

"Is this going to be like a cycle? You bully Peter, you two become... close. I bullied you and now we're close. Yet I'm still alone?" Keith said.

"Uh..." I thought confused. He was technically right about what he said, but I never thought about it that way.

"You'll find someone Keith, but Cole's mine. Hands off!" Peter said.
I looked towards him, since when did he say stuff like that? It just makes me like him more. No, love him more.

Keith walked up to me, putting his hands on me, pushing on shoulder, back, face, eta.
"I touched him." He said proudly.

Looking over at him, unamused. He put his hand over my face again. "What is even happening?...Can you leave?" I said.

He moved his hand away, silently laughing to himself. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just bored." He said.

"Don't you have other friends you can annoy?" Peter asked.

Keith thought for a moment. "Yeah, but this is more fun." He said then looked at us. "But I guess it's time for me to go, huh?"

"You can come back, I know I can't keep you out." I said.

"Alright, see you guys soon." Keith said, patting my back then headed out.

"Mmm, finally. Alone again." I said, turning towards Peter. Stepping in front of him, putting my hands on his face. "I love you, baby."

He leaned into my hands, his beautiful eyes looking up at me. "I love you, too."

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/Author notes/

I know you've guys have missed this, so I finally got this chapter done. Enjoy 😁☺️🥰🫶🏻

Do you guys have a favorite part or thing of this whole story?
(I honestly forget what I've written and which chapter are about what.)

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