It's normal for Brett and Eddy that as touring musicians that they'd be busy, a whole lot at that. Fitting the practicing, ideas brainstorming, video creation and editing and their life in general as they travel. Add in the schedule, lodging, delays, rehearsals, materials availability, logistics, and deadlines. The most dreaded was the interpersonal interactions with the people you will meet or talk to, they can either drain or boost you.
Brett got Eddy so it'll be much easier... Or so it should be.
Sure, there is someone that'll wake Brett when it's time to get up. Eddy would just brush the other's cheek gently with the back of his hand and whisper, "Get up Brett, we need to be at the airport by 10." And flash him the first smile of the day, that's a good start.
Or that one time when Brett was engrossed in nailing that part of a piece that they'd perform as an encore for the concert the next day. Eddy would just slightly touch with his index finger the crease created by his clashing eyebrows and say all so calmly, "Relax. Take a deep breath." Brett will do so. Eddy would show him a toothy grin. Now Brett is less frustrated.
When they walk around an unfamiliar city, crossing the street, or passing through a crowd Brett was always on the phone, talking to the staff, sending e-mails to the subcontractors, surfing the net for future concert venues or on social media promoting the tour. As the pedestrian signal light turn green, Eddy would hold his hand and be upfront to block him from the opposing waves of people. And even after they traversed that crossing, Eddy would still be holding his hand. Eddy sightly squeezed it as he looks back at Brett, who was still busy on his phone and then smile.
They sometimes ate lunch on the go. Sandwiches so can be held in one hand and do stuff on the other like holding drinks, making calls, jotting down notes, etc. As they sat on a park bench to rest and finish of their food, Eddy noticed that Brett had some crumbs on his face. That made Eddy unconsciously reach to wipe it off, which made Brett surprised. Eddy was surprised that Brett is surprised that it halted his impending motion.
Eddy breathed a small "Sorry." Quickly retracted his hand and returned to his sandwich.
Brett stared at Eddy, trying to comprehend what- what was he supposed to think even? His breath on hold and body had frozen for only God knows why.

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Right thing to do
FanficWhat is the right thing to do? Both Brett and Eddy are on their World tour as classical musicians. The pair are bound together by their friendship since they were young; by their shared interest, the violin; by their common goal, to tour the world. ...