The Stage [BL]

What should Tristan do now?

After that both came to their bedroom and Joel started wiping Tristan's head with a towel whike Tristan was sitting on a the bed. " You'll catch a cold Stanie!! Why you gave this stupid idea?" Joel said while wiping Tristan's shoulders." He was wiping but stopped his work when he saw that Tristan was staring at him ;his wet messy hair, the soft honey toned skin which is completely visible through the wet t-shirt, his pinkish petal like lips. Joel was completely lost in his beauty. And thinking like this he again started leaning towards those petal lips while cupping his face with towel. Tristan was feeling nervous, he was about to turned his face but Joel captured his lips suddenly and without wasting any time he slowly started smooching it. The kiss was slow, gentle and soft but after some time he started devouring those lips. The towel slipped from his grasp, forgotten in the fever of their embrace, as they again lost themselves in the depths of their love. Both started leaning on the bed joel was about to hovered over Tristan but he suddenly flipped their position and came over him who widened his eyes.
" WHAT?" Tristan asked while looking into his eyes who layed on bed properly while closing his eyes,but soon his eyes got openedwhen he felt that Tristan wasn't hovered over him. He looked at him and sat on the bed. "Isn't it bad to be this much close without any relationship?" Tristan asked with teary eyes. His eyes were showing so much pain and fear. Joel immediately grab his hand, pulled him towards him and started opening his t-shirt who hold his hands and looked at him. " Don't you even trust me this much. Just remove your clothes, or else you'll catch a cold and I have to treat you for days." He said and opened his t-shirt. " Now go, take a shower and change your clothes." He pushed him gently from the bed who went to washroom without altering a word. After he left some drops of tears left from Joel's eyes which he wiped quickly. "It's okay Joel. May be you manifested much more than your fate. He still don't have any feelings for you, it's still a friendship from his side." He paused and sat while closing his legs near to his chest and wrapped his hands around it." Poppy, I love him Poppy. I love him the most. I can't handle this pain anymore. I want to embrace him and hide him from this cruel world." He said everything while looking at his grandfather's picture which was hanging infront of his bed. On the other side when Tristan entered into the washroom he quickly closed the door and opened each and every tap nob so that Joel couldn't hear his voice. He sat on the bathtub in the same position as Joel was sitting on the bed he started crying loudly. Tears were continuously flowing from his eyes like relentless rain. Suddenly a Flashback came to his mind,
Flashback;
Two days ago, Joel was in washroom while Tristan was checking something in his phone. He was sitting on a sofa at the leaving room but suddenly Liam entered and grab his collar. " Don't you think that you started flying so high?did you really thought me that much weak?" He said while gritting his teeth. He throw him on the sofa again and put his leg beside him and bend a little to his face." What did you thought!! That I just got scared of you? Did you forget that your so called boyfriend is spending more than 12hrs with me. So, just imagine what can I do with that useless bean." Liam said while showing a gun to Tristan. Liam stood straight and took a pill from his pocket and forwarded to Tristan, " See this, this is the medicine which he's taking after his meal. Do you know that?" He throw that on Tristan's face who immediately took that and started checking. After seeing the details he widened his eyes, his hands started trembling. " Antidepressants!!" His voice came like whispered. Liam snatched that pill from his hands and started laughing. "How bad!! You're his so called BOYFRIEND, right. But how sad that you didn't know even about his mental health..." before he could complete Tristan stood from the sofa and said," What do you want?" Looks straight into his eyes. Liam raised his eyebrows, " Wow, not bad. You're way more smart than I thought. Okay, so leave from his life." He said while coming close to Tristan who pushed him immediately. " And why should I agree with you? I'll not let you do anything with him." He said while gathering his courage but his confidence broke when he heard the next sentence from Liam." So, you also want to see him in his grave?" Tristan's eyes widened he couldn't control himself and grabbed Liam's collar while saying," Don't you dare to think something like that. I'll kill you here only." Liam chuckled and freed himself from his grip. " Do I look like a fool?" He said while setting his shirt. " So, tomorrow he have a meeting right? If that meeting get canceled then? If someone accuse that this company is sending bad quality products to market then? If your so called boyfriend will get a heart attack then? Because you know him that he can take this much of humiliation on himself. Wait, do you know a secret his mom also involved with me in this." He said the last line on Tristan's ear who widened his eyes. Liam patted his shoulder and again continued ,"Yes, you heard me right. And if i add something to his coffee, then?" He said with a devil smirk. And here Tristan was completely drenched in his own sweat.
He couldn't believe on his ears. He sat on the sofa like a lifeless body while Liam bend towards him. " See, I already fixed a spy camera and micro speaker in this mansion. So, don't try to act smart. And be a good boy. Okay, rest you know what you have to do. Bye." He left while whistling leaving Tristan like a statue.
Currently, Tristan was sitting in that bathtub and his body was shaking with sobs. He buried his face in his hands, unable to contain his anguish. The sound of his own cries echoed off the bathroom walls, a haunting reminder of his pain.
He sat there, lost in his tears. His mind raced with thoughts of Joel, their love, and the unbearable weight of Liam's threats. Love? Yes, love. He also started recognizing his feelings towards Joel. Now he also knew that he loves him so much. But may be it wasn't in his fate.
Finally, he managed to compose himself, wiping his tears away with a trembling hand. He stood up, his legs weak, and walked over to the sink. He gazed at his reflection, his eyes red and puffy, his face pale.
"You're doing this for Joe." he whispered to himself, trying to find the strength to continue the charade. "You're doing this to protect him."
But the words felt hollow, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was losing himself in the process.
With a heavy heart, he turned away from the mirror and walked out of the bathroom, leaving behind the tears and the pain, but carrying the weight of his secrets with him. Like this days turned to a weak and Tristan started ignoring Joel completely and Joel's heart felt like it was shriveling up inside.