Club - a Breddy Fanfic.

73) Slow Saturday

"Fuck, I'm bored!" Eddy tells the empty living room while he stretches and cracks his neck. He has been slumping down on his couch, looking mindlessly at the tv for a while now. The movie he's been trying to watch has not been able to take away the dullness inside. It's not just the movie, no, everything feels boring tonight. There is nothing he wants to see, nothing he wants to listen to and when he tried to practice, it sounded so horrendous that he gave up. Why is it that an Saturday evening like this feels so humdrum all of a sudden? Wasn't it until recently that he would have enjoyed a quiet evening like this?

He looks at the clock for the nth time. Almost ten thirty. He sighs once more and gets up to get himself some tea. Something warm will surely help against the cold.
Eddy rocks back and forth on his feet, cursing the water heater which takes for ever to boil its contents. He looks at his surroundings and sighs. Compared to last week it's still so much quieter. Last Saturday around this time he was folded around a bin, sick with stress, caused by an overreacting mind and a girl who wasn't even worth it. And now? No pumping beat, no stupid girls, no worries what everybody and especially Brett thinks of him...

Suddenly his phone rings, startling him out of his thoughts. His heart skips a beat. Brett? But when he looks at the screen he sees it's Timo. He has to repress a sulk and picks it up.

"Hi, Tim."

"Good evening, my jolly mate!" Timo cheers loudly over the drumming beat in the distance from where he's standing. It's evident he's outside the Club. "Enlighten us with your presence in this establishment! Come join us! We miss youououou!" he yells cheerfully. There is a light slur audible, very likely due to already consumed alcohol. "Luke wants you here as well. Say 'hi' to Eddy, Luke!"

Luke screams a "Hi, Eddy! Come and join the fun!"

Eddy leans against the sink and considers. Fun? He's almost going deaf listening to his friends now, so how would this be fun for him? Because that's it, isn't it. The only point of going would be meeting up with Brett, seeing him move deliciously under the hypnotising lights, waiting for him so they can go home together. That's the only thing that would be worth going.

"Are you both mad?! Do you really think I would voluntarily go to that hellish place?" He contemplates shortly. "No. Not going to happen. Did you see me last week?"

"Wait, I have to get some privacy."
Eddy hears Timo walking away from the noise.
"I saw you last week, Eddy." Timo says all seriously. "But what I don't understand is why you got so insecure all of a sudden. You were over this already, remember?"

"I've been analysing this whole situation and I think I know why."

"You're not an INTP for nothing, are you?" Timo scoffs. "Tell me?"

"Well, I've been single for ages, getting over the last bastard still."

"He isn't worth your thoughts. Was not and is not." Timo says decidedly.

"If you keep interrupting me, I'll stop explaining."

"Message loud and clear. I'll shut up now."

"Thank you. So, now I'm here and I have wanted Brett from day one, which is as scary as it gets anyway, and we got together. Who would have imagined that? And I'm helping him figuring things out from his past, and he's helping me to get over my shit from the past and all insecurities that go with it." He pauses for a moment to get his thought together. "I want this so badly. I don't want to fuck it up. But I guess with wanting that, I got into my old habit of being insecure and questioning everything. So I fucked up anyway."

Timo can't hold his tongue. "But Eddy, it's normal to be skittish like that. Even I can see that he means so much to you already. Even though you've known him for about five minutes."

"Yeah, I realised that." Eddy admits. "But that now I know I'm relapsing, I can end it. I'm not going to let my mind have a field day like that again." He nods to himself. He'll take it day by day and he'll make sure he doesn't make what he's afraid of come true. "I'm doing much better than before. The therapy sessions must be finally paying off." Eddy chuckles.

"You know the only thing you have to do is simply be happy, right? You have someone you love by your side. He's funny too. And physically you're also on par now, aren't you?"

Even though Eddy can't see him over the phone, he can hear Timo's wink speaking this sentence. He reddens all the same. He must be talking about Wednesday's walk through the park. God that was sexy. Eddy chuckles. "And look at me: a lonely sod, slumped on a couch, touch deprived, missing my man tremendously."

Timo laughs wholeheartedly "Dramatic much. You can join us, you know? You won't be lonely anymore."

"I'd rather be lonely here, with my eardrums still intact, than lonely leaning against a bar, watching my friends having a good time on the dancefloor, while contemplating how much ear loss I'm facing."
There is some yelling going on on the other side of the line, presumably the others are trying to get Timo to join them again.
"Now go! Have fun. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay. I will." Timo yells, the music louder again. "We'll be thinking of you, you introverted bastard. Later!"

The sound dies abruptly when Timo hangs up, the inviting the silence back into the room. Eddy breathes with relief. He nods to himself. Watching a stupid movie here is much better than being there.
Finally the click from the water heater sounds and he gratefully pours the hot water in his mug. He waits impatiently for the teabag to leave its taste. He could have gone to get some bubble tea and invite the others. That is something he would consider fun. Well, next time.
What would be really fun would be watching Brett perform. He would have loved to have seen it, it would have been worth the two hour drive, just to see Brett play. Next time he'll be sure to go.

God, it's so cold! He picks up his tea gratefully, blows in the cup and warms his hands, slumping down in front of the tv again.
He looks up at the clock after the boring movie has ended. It's almost half past eleven. Isn't Brett done by now?
Suddenly his telephone buzzes angrily on the side table, aggressively ripping him hard out of his thoughts once again and almost causing him a heart attack. He flips it quickly to shut it up and to see what the buzz is about.
It's a message from Brett! Sunshine warms his body instantly, butterflies swarming like a sunset breeze.

'Hey. Went welll. Very loud here. Can't call.
Miss you!
See you tmorrw <3
sleep tight'

Eddy smiles and types.
'K. Drive safely.
sleep tight.'

He takes a deep breath and puts the phone away. Oh well, he shouldn't be a baby about being alone tonight. What is he doing sulking like this anyway? He's a grown man, for goodness sake. He can survive a Saturday night like this without his boyfriend. And he'll see him tomorrow anyway.
"Maybe I should go to bed." he tells the empty room, the sound weird in his ears. But he smiles.
Yes, he'll go to sleep quickly and then it will be morning before he knows.