3 n 1 (Tracob)

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Troye glared at his brother, a blush coating his cheeks.

"Am I making you mad?"

"Yes."

"Aww, I'm sorry," Steele laughs.

"No, you're not," Troye states.

"I'm not," Steele says before bursting into a laugh.

Troye rolls his eyes, but can't help but smile.

"So he's your boyfriend?" Steele asks after calming down.

Troye smiles wider and nods.

Steele grins. "I'm happy for you," he says sincerely.

"Thanks."

"Damn. Now I gotta have the talk with you."

Troye's eyes widen, "No. No, you don't. It's o-"

"When a man loves a woman-"

"-Steele, stop-"

"-or a man loves a man, or a-"

"-Steele-"

"-woman loves a woman-"

Troye covers the older Mellet's mouth, "Stop. I'm good."

Steele puts his hands up in surrender.

Cautiously, Troye pulls his hands away.

"They have sex," Steele says quickly.

"Oh my god," Troye groans slouching back against the couch as Steele laughs.

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"How are your lungs? Are they in pain?"

Troye shrugs, "They're always in pain. I've grown used to it."

Jacob lifts Troye's hand gently and presses a kiss to the back of it.

"Bucket," Troye says quickly.

Jacob pushes the bucket toward the small boy just as he vomits into it.

He sits back and is handed his water cup to rinse his mouth for the time being.

Jacob carefully wipes the tears off of Troye's cheeks.

"How much longer?" Troye asks quietly.

Jacob checks the time on his watch, "Only a half hour."

Troye sighs and thinks of something when he sees goosebumps rising on his skin, "Did you happen to grab my bag from the house?"

"Yep. I got it right here."

"Can I see it?"

Jacob picks up the black backpack and sets it on the arm of the chair.

Troye unzips it and digs around for a minute before pulling his hand out with a small pout.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't put my jacket in here from my last session."

"Are you cold?" Troye nods.

"Here, have mine," Jacob says unzipping his jacket.

He places it carefully around Troye's shoulders.

"Thank you," Troye whispers.

"No problem, baby."

Troye smiles at the name.

"What happened here?" Jacob asks noticing a bruise on Troye's arm.

"Oh, I bruise really easily. Most likely, I just ran into something. It's no big deal."

Jacob presses a soft kiss to the bruise making Troye giggle.

It was a comfortable silence between the two for a few remaining minutes.

The timer goes off eventually and a nurse walks in to get Troye unhooked.