TSV oneshots

3 Million

"You did awesome, Eddy. I'm so proud of you," Brett said, pulling the taller man into a tight hug. The stream had barely been off for a few minutes, they still had their violins in hand and both were still catching their breaths, but all the emotions flowing through them made the hug absolutely necessary.

"I'm proud of us, we did good," Eddy responded, burying his face in Brett's neck for a moment. "You did amazing, considering how little practice you've had for this."

"You made it easy, leading well," Brett chuckled softly, placing a kiss to Eddy's cheek before letting the hug go. "I'm so warm, though, god. That was a workout."

"Yeah, me too. I definitely need a shower," Eddy giggled, going over to his violin case was and wiping off his violin.

"I do too. We only have one shower, though," Brett said as he packed his own violin. He looked over at Eddy with the most innocent of smiles.

"I was hoping you'd shower with me? I'd love to have some time to rewind with you," Eddy hummed as he shut his case and turned to Brett. "Pretty please?"

"Of course," Brett smiled softly as he too shut his case. He reached over to take his boyfriend's hand. "Let's go."

Everything was calm as they helped each other out of their sweaty clothes, while they started the water to make sure the water was just the right temperature. It was calm as they prepared their towels for after, and when Brett carefully took Eddy's hand and lead him under the water stream.

"This is nice," Eddy mumbled, closing his eyes and resting his head on Brett's shoulder. He felt so exhausted, but do proud of what they had achieved. Three million subscribers, two livestreams and all those videos. They had achieved so much, and getting to experience that with his best friend, his boyfriend. It still made his stomach tickle to think about, because it was still so fresh.

"It's so nice to get to hold you, yeah," Brett hummed, stroking Eddy's back carefully.

Eddy knew he was referring to that he thought it was nice to be the one holding after all he went through recently with being sick, with needing someone to care for him for basic needs. It had been Eddy who did everything, he who carried him into the shower and cleaned him, it had been he who cooked him food and fed him, he who held him when he cried or was scared. The illness had brought them closer, so close in fact that when he got better it made so much sense to take this step.

"I'm so happy you can hold me now, too," Eddy exhaled, squeezing him gently. "I love being held by you."

"I love holding you. I love you," Brett responded softly, placing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek. "Wonder what concerto I'll have to play for 4 million."

"I love you too," Eddy smiled, pulling back slightly to look at his Brett. "And I'm sure whatever it is, you'll be amazing. We'll be amazing."

"We will. Congrats on 3 million, though, love," Brett chuckled, reaching up to stroke Eddy's cheek.

"Yeah, congrats," Eddy chuckled, leaning in to connect their lips.