Evergreen

Chapter 1

Evergreen – Breddy 

This is a completed one shot. A translated Breddy Chinese fanfic "走马"（Zou Ma） by 栾叶(Luan Ye).

Original: https://iiella.lofter.com/post/434975_1cadf8e95

Summary: Love is an everlasting journey. Half of their lives had flown by, yet they had never parted ways.

1.

It was a drunk summer night the year of their high school graduation. Eddy pressed him to the balcony and kissed him.

The clock hit midnight; stars shone brightly in the southern hemisphere.

Brett always remembered that kiss. He remembered it for many, many years.

2.

Runners, game consoles, and half-finished soft drinks. In the afternoon, light spilled into the room through old-fashioned curtains. The attic felt like something straight out of the last century.

The two boys watched Star Wars prone on their elbows. They had done so a hundred times, to the point Eddy could recount the next line with his eyes closed. Every time they had nothing to do but wanted an excuse to hang out, they watched this.

They were quiet as if scared to wake this retro summer's day. Peach-flavored soft drinks and game disks piled on the ground. In between the curtains, a thin ray of sunlight illuminated specks of dust in the air. The boy wearing shorts and long socks was propped up in bed.

"Are we always going to be like this? You know, stay this close for our entire lives," Eddy turned his head to look at Brett.

Brett also tilted his head to look at him.

"Yeah," he said. "I can't think of a reason not to."

Eddy thought about it intently, "Me neither."

"Then let's stay this close for the rest of our lives."

"Brett," Eddy's eyes shone brightly. "Let's live together when we grow up."

Brett nodded and extended his finger to make a pinky promise.

Satisfied with the promise, Eddy rolled onto his back, accidentally pressing the remote control. Darth Vader's evil monologue on the screen came to a sudden stop.

He looked up at the ceiling and bit on his icy pole stick, "Then when do we grow up–"

Many years later, Brett realized that maybe he was already in love with Eddy, even back then.

You couldn't find a better person than Eddy in this world.

He would stay still in the same position for hours, just so Brett who slept on his shoulders wouldn't wake up. He would run in the sweltering heat to get Brett's favorite gelato, panting yet upbeat as he stuffed the box of ice cream into Brett's hand. He would lie on the sofa and blow devotedly on Brett's swollen fingertips from violin strings. He remembered whether Brett liked his eggs sunny side up or over easy. He remembered the extra glances Brett cast at a window display to buy him that gift for the most unconventional holidays ("Happy Arbor Day!"). He was vibrant, sensitive, and gentle; so that he could hear Brett's walled up emotions from the slightest tremors of his bow, and drop everything to be there for him, every single time.

It was hard to not fall in love with Eddy.

He loved Eddy­ – of course he did. He had never loved anyone the way he loved Eddy.