The gravel crunched under the tires as they pulled up to the house, a beautiful stone building. It looked almost like a cottage, but it wasn't. It was a home. Their home. Brett felt his heart skip a beat as he looked at it. He couldn't believe this was happening. That they had gotten to this point!
"Here we are," he said after turning the ignition off. The car was filled with boxes with their items despite the moving truck already having brought the furniture they had picked out. "I can't believe we're finally here."
"Neither can I," Eddy looked at the property, "It's so beautiful."
He sighed in awe. Maybe even in contentedness. They were starting a life together, if they survived this whole ordeal. It was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. Eddy was glad that he could do this with Brett though. Happy that they could see this moment. Happy that they had made it this far even when things seemed stacked against them.
Eddy reached over the middle console, grabbing Brett's hand in his own. Simply squeezing it as he fell into silence.
"It is," Brett said, squeezing his hand gently before bringing it up to his lips to kiss the back of it. It felt like they had stepped into a whole new life from the ones they used to have. A whole new life together. "And it's ours."
A wave of red washed over his cheeks as a small smile played on Eddy's lips, "It is. I'm going to miss Belle's basement a bit but I'm ready to spend my life with you and have privacy. I can't believe that we were able to get it."
And they both liked it! Which was something since they had found nothing they liked when they first came to London and when they first were with Belle. Moving and finding things they liked was surprisingly hard.
"I am happy we could find this place. I wasn't sure we'd be able to compromise, if I'm honest," Brett chuckled, looking over at Eddy. "But I think we've come out stronger on the other end."
"I think we have too, want to get our stuff inside or just sit here and take it in for a moment?" Eddy looked back at his man. Feeling nothing but love for him. This place was theirs. Only theirs... It felt like a fairytale. He supposed that would make his handler the evil step mother or some other evil though.
"I have to admit I'm really curious how it has turned out with all the furniture in place," Brett said softly, resting his head on Eddy's shoulder for a moment and squeezing his hand. "But I'm not ready to start our new everyday life yet. I want this moment to last longer."
"We can stay like this for a moment or for as long as you want," Eddy smiled gently at Brett, squeezing his hand. This was going to be their forever, if they stayed alive that was. There were less people around, meaning they couldn't use that as a shield. Possibly making themselves easier targets. However, with not many people around they would be able to spot danger easier. Hypothetically speaking.
Brett smiled a bit.
"I said I'm not ready to start everyday life... but I'm also yearning for everyday life with you. It's complicated," he hummed. "I don't even know what I would spend my time doing besides just being with you, now that I don't have my company anymore."
"I don't know what I'll do either. You know, now that I'm not killing people. Maybe we can raise chickens?" Eddy joked softly but they did have the space to raise chickens or even ducks if they wanted! It was crazy, they could just be normal people. They didn't have to do illegal shit anymore.
"All done with the murders, you say?" Brett joked, kissing Eddy's cheek. "Well, I guess we'll find something. If all else fails, we could have some kids or something."
"Well I mean, I might kill any threat to us buuuuuut I won't be a professional murderer anymore. I mean unless you want to capitalize on murder mysteries," Eddy snorted with a little chuckle, he liked the kisses, "Maybe let's hold off on kids until we figure out the organization situation. We don't need to add another factor to the equation."
He didn't want any future kids to be hurt but his past affiliations.
