Andante

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It was already way past midnight when they eventually made their way into the bathroom to brush their teeth. Watching that movie, snuggled up together as tight as they could, and even cleaning up the kitchen after had been wonderful. Then they had gone to Brett's room to play video games until their eyes didn't want to stay open anymore. 
Eddy didn't want this night to ever, ever end. He was standing with a mouth full of foam, Brett right there by his left hip, brushing his teeth by his side, like they had back when they were in Perth. It was just great. 
"What time do you reckon your parents are back?" he mumbled through the suds. 
"Dunno." Brett mumbled back. "But probably not long now." 
Eddy blinked at their likeness in the big mirror over the sink and nodded. He rinsed his mouth and stepped out to give Brett some space, wandering through the landing into Brett's room and eying the air mattress that was next to Brett's bed for him with a sigh.
Perth. The image of the two of them on a plane flew through his mind. Yeah, Perth had been pretty great, and not too long from now they'd get to go there again, but this time, marvelously, it would just be the two of them. He could picture it now, how there would be two beds in the hotel room, that they could push together, sharing just one mattress. How no one would come in in the night and spot them sleeping together. 
He looked at Brett's single bed again. Hmm. Not very much space, was there? But then again... he was scrawny and Brett was small. Surely... just for a moment... it would be okay? 
Quickly he picked up the pillow from the air bed, put it next to Brett's and slipped into the right side of Brett's bed. 

Brett's little chuckle said it all, really. He was in the door opening, watching him with a smile on his lips. 
"So, I see you have found your spot for the night?"
Eddy eyed him coyly.
"What, you want me on the air bed?"
Brett closed the distance between them with a couple of huge steps and slipped into bed beside him. 
"God, no." he said as he pulled the quilt over himself and put his arm back around Eddy's shoulder, Eddy's head on his chest, just like it had been earlier, downstairs on the floor. 

They lay in silence for a little bit, just savouring this moment, this most perfect of moments. Eddy could feel himself starting to drift, just like always, when he was with Brett. It was so much easier to sleep when he was right there. He knew he couldn't, though, because the very worst thing they could possibly do was falling asleep like this to be found out when Brett's folks came in. Who knew, maybe they would open the door and check on them? No way they could risk that. So he would have to move in a minute, but he had something very important to say first. He moved his face slightly further into the soft fabric of Brett's t-shirt. It smelled great, faintly of Mrs. Yang's detergent, but mostly of the essence of Brett. 

"Thank you, Bretty." he mumbled then. "This, today... it really has been the best."
Brett made that adorable humming sound again, deep inside his throat, and he nuzzled his hair. 
"You're right, my lovely Eddy. It has been."
It was so very easy, from here. Eddy didn't want to waste any moment they had together, so his hand was on Brett's belly once more, stroking him softly, running his fingers through the little hairs he loved. Then he moved it up ever so slowly and tweaked Brett's nipple between his thumb and index finger. Oh, that small moan that escaped Brett's lips... it was everything. So obviously.... what could he do but lift his face ever so slightly and let their lips touch again?  Gently, so gently at first, Eddy kissed him and savoured the feel of Brett's soft, moist lips. But then he felt Brett's tongue against his and it was his turn to groan as he deepened the kiss and he pulled Brett tight against him. 

Eddy's head was back on Brett's chest and he was still trying to keep his eyes open when they heard the sound. The front door was opening, and just like that... they would be in again. 
Eddy raised his head slowly, sleepily. 
"I love you." he whispered as he gave Brett one more soft, lingering kiss. 
"I love you too." Brett whispered back, and Eddy moved off the bed as quickly and quietly as he could. 
The air bed was cold and a bit too soft. It was nothing like the comfort he had just felt. But at least he was still right next to Brett's bed, and he could reach out and touch him any time he wanted to. 
He listened to the quiet sounds of Brett's parents coming up the stairs as he drifted.