Brett and Eddy: One Shot Imagines

Live Stream Problems

[blurb: Brett and Eddy discuss live stream ideas.]

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They promised to host a live stream when they reach 2 million subscribers. As the number of subscribers increased exponentially with each passing day, Brett and Eddy needed to face the inevitability of hosting a live stream.

"We need to stop promising stuff like that." Eddy groaned, tapping the table with his pen.

"I'm sorry. I was the one who said it." Brett said, leaning on Eddy, slowly resting his head on Eddy's shoulder.

Eddy shook his head, "It's alright. It's just.. what do we do? We can't do the same stuff we've done in past live streams."

Brett moved closer as he placed an arm around Eddy's waist, "Maybe we could... improvise and compose new music...? Live? That could be interesting."

Eddy sighed, letting go of the pen and finally responding to Brett's movements. He leaned into his lover's touch and exhaled, "That might actually be fun. We could ask for prompts, and then select our favorite ones before going live?"

Brett nodded, moving to straddle Eddy, "Yeah. Something like that."

Eddy pulled Brett impossibly close, "Did you even hear any of that?"

Brett leaned toward Eddy, his lips teasing the crook of his lover's neck, "Sure I did. I care about this live stream just as much as you do." he planted a kiss on Eddy's shoulder and smiled when Eddy shivered in response, "Plus, it's my fault we have to think about this."

Eddy rolled his eyes, more from pleasure than anything else. He had to pull Brett away, "This is serious. When we host another live stream, we'll have to keep our fans entertained. We promised them at least an hour."

Brett got off Eddy and went to plop down their office's only couch, "I know that. And again, I'm sorry, alright?"

Eddy sighed, "Stop apologizing. Can we please just discuss this properly?"

Brett groaned, "But I miss you. You realize we haven't been... physically intimate for a while now?"

It was true. For the past few weeks, they've been doing their best to make sure another world tour was going to happen for real. They've exhausted all their past contacts and even managed to meet new people, and more acts wanted to give their support. It was unreal, and overwhelming in all the right ways.

Unfortunately, their romantic relationship was beyond neglected.

Eddy made his way to Brett and plopped down next to his partner. "I'm sorry. I miss you too, of course I do. Please don't think that I'm putting our career above our relationship. We're just... starting to finally make an even bigger impact, and I want to give back to our supporters."

"I know that. And obviously I feel the same way. But when did we start neglecting our relationship just to make sure our career wouldn't have to suffer?" Brett let out a frustrated sigh, "There's so much keeping us down, Eddy. Even now. We're almost at two million subscribers, but we're so limited still."

Eddy knew where this was going, and wasn't sure if he wanted to hear it. He took Brett's hand and interlocked their fingers, "That's ... not fair." he whispered, unable to stop the tears from escaping his eyes.

Brett panicked at the sight of Eddy's tears, and felt his heart crush inside him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take it that far. I'm just upset. Still, I don't mean to hurt you." He kissed Eddy's forehead and offered a weak smile, "Why don't we just...chill for a while? Take a short break, huh?"