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Purple with envy Pt8 Creek and Branch

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Chapter eight:

For Creek, the next two weeks were agony, there was not a sign of Branch anywhere, although the guru knew that he had a lot to be thinking about it didn’t stop him missing the other troll terribly. There was a constant ache in his heart, the purple troll longed to see the survivalist with every fibre of his being and it was these feelings that confirmed to Creek just how deeply he loved Branch now. The spiritual troll knew that he had done the right thing by not confessing his feelings to the other troll the last time they met, but still there was part of him with regretted not telling Branch that he loved him. The guru just hopped with all of his heart that when the grey troll reappeared that he would at last get a chance to tell Branch just how much he loved him.

The purple troll went to one of his favourite meditation spots in the forest near the troll village and as Creek entered it he stopped dead with surprise as the troll who had been at the forefront of his mind for so many days was standing in there. Having heard the guru come into the same area in the forest as him Branch had turned towards him in order to see who had found him in this area of the forest. Both of the male trolls stood their looking at each other in surprise for a long moment, then slowly the survivalist smiled at him, as soon as Creek saw that smile he felt his heart start thundering in his chest and he wanted to kiss Branch. The grey troll walked across the area towards him and as he did this the survivalist said in a gentle voice to the other troll. “I missed you Creek.”

The guru felt like he was dreaming as Branch said those words to him and Creek had to resist the urge to pinch himself to make sure this wasn’t a dream. These simple words made the purple troll feel so warm inside and all he wanted was to hear the grey troll say those words to him again. Creek smiled back at the grey troll, he walked forwards to meet the survivalist, the spiritual troll looked into those wonderful bright teal eyes of the troll he loved and said softly. “I missed you too…More than I had ever thought I could miss another troll. I…I never…I never thought we…That I…Ugh…” Creek broke off feeling aggravated, he shoved his fingers into his hair in a gesture of exasperation and then he tried to say what he had wanted to once again. “I never thought we could become so close that I could miss you as much as I did.”

Branch smiled at the other male troll slightly more widely than before. “It’s good to know that you missed me as much as I did you.”

“How are you…After…Well everything?” Creek asked him gently.

The survivalist sighed deeply and then answered this question. “Better…But still confused…I at least know I didn’t realise what I was feeling because I’d never been in love like that before. This is probably going to sound really strange, but it feels like…Never mind it’s stupid.”

As the grey troll called his feelings stupid Creek found himself feeling anger and concern for the other troll, quickly he grabbed hold of Branch’s shoulders, the purple troll locked eyes with the survivalist and then said to him firmly. “Feelings are never stupid Branch. Please tell me what you were going to say, you know you can trust me not to tell any of the other trolls.”

Branch knew he could trust Creek, but at the same time he was frightened that if he told the purple troll how he made him feel that the guru would guess the truth, after a few moments the survivalist spoke. “I feel like, I love him with all of my heart and soul…"

The grey blue eyes of the guru went wide, he felt wonder filling him as Branch spoke these words and then he said in an awed tone of voice. “Branch do you have any idea what that means?” The grey troll shook his head and so Creek addressed him for a second time, explaining what these feeling the grey troll was experiencing meant. “That is more than normal love, some might call it true love or a soul mate bond…It’s very rare.”

“That’s impossible…I’m grey and I don’t have a spiritual bone in my body…So why would I have a bond like that?” Branch asked Creek feeling deeply confused by all of this.

The spiritual troll smiled slowly as him. “You don’t have to be spiritual to have such a love in your life, you just have to have a giving heart, that is full of love and caring, which you clearly do Branch.”

Branch blushes, slowly he lifts his right hand, he placed it to his chest over his heart and he looks at Creek with wide eyes. “My…My grandma she used to say that to me.”

“You have a very special heart Branch…Which ever troll has won your heart is very lucky.” Creek told him with honesty.

“Thank you for saying that Creek.”

The purple troll brought out of his hair another bottle of oil and held it out towards Branch. “I made you some more of the oil.”

Branch smiled at the other male troll, he accepted the new green bottle embraced at the bottom with silver leaves from him and then said as he placed it into his hair. “Thank you, would you like the blue bottle back?”

“I would like it back so I can refill it for you.”

“If you want to, you can come back to the bunker with me, you can get your other bottle back.”
“Sure.” Together the two male trolls made their way back to the bunker.

Branch led the guru into the main room of his home, he gestured at the sofa and then said to the other troll. “Please take a seat while I get your bottle.”

“Thank you.” As he said this Creek sat down on the sofa, he watched the survivalist walked off into the bunker to fetch the bottle and then looked around the other troll’s home taking it in properly this time. Though the home was in deep neutral browns, and moss green, it was comfortable, well lit and clearly well taken care of and the guru felt at home and very relaxed in the bunker. A few moments later Branch returned to the main room, he sat on the sofa beside Creek and then handed the bottle across to him. The purple troll accepted the bottle back with a smile, he put it into his hair, as the guru did this an idea came to Creek and he said to Branch. “Would you like me to give you a massage?”

The grey troll gave the other male troll a surprised look and then said. “I’d like that…What should I do?”

Before Branch could change his mind the guru gave quickly him instructions. “Firstly take off your leaf vest and then sit on the floor in front of me with your back to me so that I can work on your shoulders.”

Branch took off his leaf vest, he placed it to one side on the floor beside the sofa and as he did this the guru tried not to stare at his naked chest, it was well defined from the years of being out in the forest and Creek longed to touch it. His view of that perfect grey chest was ruined as Branch moved to sit cross legged on the floor in front of Creek with his back to him and the guru took a deep breath to stop himself whimpering with disappointment. The spiritual troll placed his hands onto the shoulders of the grey troll, he started working on the muscles, of the right shoulder and as Creek did this Branch let out a sigh. “Oh that feels nice.” This felt absolutely wonderful to the grey troll, he loved feeling the fingers of the other male troll on his skin and he wished that Creek’s lips would follow his fingers, but he knew that they wouldn’t.

As the survivalist said this it made the spiritual troll feel wonderful. “Good I’m glad.” A few moments later the guru found a knot in Branch’s shoulders, he worked on it with his fingers, as Creek did this the grey troll let out a sigh of contentment. Slowly the survivalist relaxed more and more, under the expert hands of the spiritual troll, as this happened Creek felt a mixture of pride and happiness fill him, he was both proud and happy that Branch now trusted him enough to relax like this with him.

Eventually the survivalist’s eyes closed, he lay his head back against the sofa causing his hair to rub against Creek’s chest and as the grey troll’s hair stroked over his chest the guru fought back the moan of desire which wanted to escape him. The purple troll watched with gentle loving eyes as Branch fell asleep in this position, slowly the grey blue eyes of the guru fell onto the jet black hair against his chest it represented such temptation to Creek, slowly one of his started to move towards Branch’s hair and it stopped just short of touching the hair of the other male troll. The purple troll made himself move his hand away from the raven hair of the survivalist, he very slowly moved himself from behind Branch, and then Creek knelt on the floor beside the sleeping grey troll. He carefully lifted the troll he loved into his arms, slowly the guru got to his feet, he gently lay him onto the sofa and then carefully placed pillows under his head. As he looked down at the sleeping troll the guru caught his breath, right now Branch looked so very different, he looked relaxed and handsome as he slept and Creek was so temped to kiss him, but the purple troll managed to push this desire to one side in order to see to the survivalist’s comfort and the spiritual troll decided that he needed to find a blanket of some kind to put over the other troll so that he didn’t get cold as he slept. After a short search of the bunker Creek located a cupboard in which there was a blanket in a bright blue which surprised the guru slightly, but he pulled the blanket out of the cupboard, walked back over to Branch and then tucked it in around him. “Sleep well…I love you Branch.” Creek let out a deep sigh, it felt good to say those words to him, but at the same time the purple troll felt sad that he still hadn’t managed to tell Branch of his true feelings whilst he was awake.

The guru decided not to leave the bunker, he felt it would be rude to leave Branch without saying goodbye to him, Creek settled on the floor in the lotus position and then he started to meditate. When the grey troll woke he felt utterly relaxed something which he hadn’t felt for years, the survivalist also realised that Creek had kindly covered him in a warm blanket and knowing this made Branch fell very shy but also very happy at the same time. Slowly the survivalist sat up on the sofa, he noticed the guru was settled on the floor meditating, the grey troll sat on the sofa wrapped in the bright blue blanket watching him, there was something about seeing the purple troll sitting in the middle of his floor meditating like this which made Branch feel like his bunker was more of a home and less empty than it had been before.

Slowly the purple troll finished his mediation, as he opened his eyes Creek found the survivalist watching him closely and as soon as he noticed this the guru fought not to blush. “Thank you for the massage Creek, I feel so much better.”

“I’m glad it helped. Would you like me to give you another one at some point?” As he asked this the spiritual troll hope that Branch would say yes.

“Yes please.”

When Creek received the answer he had been hoping for from this question he had to sit on the urge to yell yes and instead settled on. “How about the same time next week?”

Branch gave him a nod, he really liked this idea, not only because the massage helped his muscles, but because it also meant that the purple troll would touch him once more the survivalist knew he would enjoy feeling him do that again. “That would be wonderful Creek. It was interesting to watch you meditate.”

“You watched me meditating?” Creek asked him with surprise.

“I did.” The grey troll confirmed.

As the other male troll said this the guru couldn’t help but ask Branch. “I thought you didn’t like spiritual things or believe in them?”

Slowly the grey troll smiled at Creek and said. “I think they could grow on me.”

The purple troll returned the smile. “I’m glad to her that…Maybe you’d finally let me teach you to meditate and how to do yoga.”

“I promise that I’ll think about it Creek.”

“Well let me know what you decide, now you’re awake I should be heading back to the village.” As the purple troll said this he rose to his feet.

Branch also stood up, letting the blanket fall onto the sofa, he then picked his leaf vest up from the floor of the bunker and shrugged it back on. “I’ll see you out.”

The grey troll went out of the bunker with the guru, as Creek waved goodbye Branch waved back and watched the other male troll walk away from him back to the village. As he watched the spiritual troll walked away the survivalist wanted to call him back and ask him to stay now and always. Branch doesn’t because he knows that Creek has a troll he loves with all of his heart and as much as he it hurts him the grey troll wants the guru to be happy. There are times lately when the survivalist wonders what it would be like to open up his heart to Creek, to build a future with him…Branch shakes his head to clear these fantasies which would never happen and then makes his way back down into the bunker.
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Freddolinaa's avatar
Awwwww~~~ I love this! Finally something of BranchXcreek hehehehehehe :love:
Great work!