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Brett - Pots and Pans

(Y/N) filled two cups with water before making her way towards the have-not room where she had been sleeping for the past few days after volunteering to be a have-not in hopes of looking like a good person.

"Hey babe." Brett said as she entered the room, since week one (Y/N) and Brett had been in a showmance, well kind of.  Neither one wanted to jeopardize the others game but everyone knew they were together.

"Hey guys." (Y/N) said greeting everyone in the room. Angela, Kaycee, and Brett were all laying in their own satellites while covered in blankets. "Oh here's your cup Angela." She said handing Angela her cup and went to go and sit with Brett. Brett wrapped his arms around (Y/N)'s waist as she cuddled into him, "I'm so glad you stayed." She mumbled into his ear as Brett rearranged the blanket so it was covering both of them.

"That makes two of us." Brett said, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

The four of them sat in the have-not room trying to figure out what they were going to do this week. Sam had won HOH, sure Tyler had her wrapped around his finger but that didn't mean that the rest of them weren't safe.

"I mean we should-" Brett paused as he heard a sound coming from outside the have-not room. "Do you guys hear that?" He asked them, sitting up in his chair and leaning towards where the noise was coming. (Y/N) leaned forward with him as the door to the have-not room burst open.

"Brett! Brett! I'm so glad he's here! My best friend Brett!" Rockstar yelled as she stormed into the room while banging two of the pans from the kitchen together. "I'm so glad I flipped the vote and now my best friend Brett is here!" She continued as (Y/N) slide out of the bed as she grew uncomfortable with the whole situation.

(Y/N) crossed her arms and sat with her legs crossed in Tyler's bed. Of course she knew that Rockstar was pissed at Brett for what he had said during his eviction speech but this was insane.

Brett seemed to be playing into it, clapping his hands and smiling. He defiantly was only going along with this because he knew if he blew up it would only make him a bigger target than he already was. Brett probably knew that by letting Rockstar go on like this that he would just create a large target for her and take some away from him and (Y/N).

The next thing Brett knew Rockstar was laying in the satellite with Brett, pushing up against him, "Brett! Brett! He's my secret showmance! Don't tell (Y/N)!" Rockstar yelled just around the same time that Tyler came into the room. He must have heard the noise from inside the diary room and came running out.

She couldn't take it anymore, (Y/N) jumped out of the satellite and pushed past Tyler and the rest of the house in order to get away from Rockstar. (Y/N) didn't want to give Rockstar the gratitude of knowing she had upset her but (Y/N) couldn't be in that room anymore.

(Y/N) sat up in the game room, curled into a ball and tried not to listen to the noise that was still going on downstairs. She could hear the crashing of pans and Rockstar yelling every few seconds. No matter what she focused on, the fish, the blanket, the chess board all that (Y/N) could seem to hear was Rockstar. She knew that what Rockstar said wasn't true but that didn't mean that it didn't make (Y/N)'s heart hurt. She really loved Brett and even the idea of losing him made her heart ache.

It seemed like forever till the banging of pans died down and it seemed like Rockstar decided to leave Brett alone. (Y/N) looked down from the balcony to see Brett wondering around downstairs, and he looked like he was looking for her.

"Brett." (Y/N) called down to him as he turned in circles in the kitchen.

He looked up, and sighed in relief when he saw her face. "There you are." Brett said, he was so sure that after what Rockstar had said that (Y/N) wouldn't want to speak to him.

He then started up the stairs in a dead sprint to get to her. When Brett got to the top of the stairs he hurried to (Y/N). When he finally got to her Brett toppled into the couch and wrapped his arms around her. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his shoulders and let him fall into her. As they laid down (Y/N) felt tears start to run down her face, she didn't even realize that she had needed until Brett had his arms wrapped around her. 

"I'm so sorry." Brett mumbled against her ear as he tightened his arms around her. "She shouldn't have brought you into that." He told (Y/N), realizing that somehow by throwing Rockstar under the bus he had also gotten (Y/N) thrown under as well.

"I'm not upset with you." (Y/N) said, holding Brett closer to her. Truth was she wanted to be mad, but she couldn't. Brett didn't mean to get her in trouble, he hadn't meant for any of this to happen. All he wanted was to stay in the house and get the target off his back.

"She crazy." Brett said, trying o lighten the mood and laugh a little. He was always making jokes but this time he seemed pretty pissed and was trying to make himself laugh, "Banging pots and pans is just making her a bigger target." He pointed out with the roll of his eyes in annoyance.

"I don't want to talk about Rockstar." (Y/N) said with a distasteful tone to her voice. She then cuddled even closer to Brett as he sat up slightly and started tossing a blanket on her, "I just want to be with you and not think about the game for a little bit." She mumbled, snuggling into his side once again as the finished readjusting.

Brett smiled, "I can do that." He told her, kissing her softly. "I love you." Brett pulled (Y/N) closer to him. He was so glad that he didn't ruin things with her, that's what Brett was most afraid of.

"I love you too." She said against his lips. The two of them stayed wrapped up together in the game room for hours before going to bed in the blue room, still wrapped around each other.

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