Brett and Eddy: One Shot Imagines

Long Distance Woes

[blurb: Brett is spending a week in Taiwan for a family reunion. Eddy decided to stay behind.]

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Eddy P.O.V.

I couldn't help it anymore. I miss Brett too much not to do it. I owed it to myself. I knew this was going to happen, and it has. I shouldn't have promised at all.

My body is still shaking and I couldn't be bothered to stand up even to wash my hands. I stay lying down, wallowing in my loneliness. I can't believe I had the nerve to promise him I wouldn't touch myself in his absence. And now, I have broken such a simple promise.

It's not like he would ever find out anyway. There are only three days left and he'll be home. By then, I would be responsive to him, same as always. I just have to make sure not to touch myself again...for three days...

My whole body jerked up when I heard my phone ring. I had to get up because I had left my phone in the office. Before making my way to our office, I washed my hands thoroughly and patted them dry on my shirt. The ringing stopped but I checked to see if it was Brett calling.

1 Missed Call
Brettybae

I winced and took my phone to our bedroom. I lie down before calling him back. It took only two rings, "Eddy?"

I shivered at the sound of his voice. I miss him so much, "Yeah. Sorry I couldn't answer earlier, I was in bed."

"And your phone was?"

"I left it at the office. I was sleepy from editing, so I guess I forgot to take my phone with me." what a lie, I can't believe I have the nerve to lie to him like this.

"Oh. Okay. Well, how are you? I miss you." he said, ever so gently, almost as if he was afraid I wouldn't believe him.

"I miss you too.. very very much." I said, cursing myself as my free hand made its way lower and lower.

"I wish I could come home sooner. I didn't think a week would take so long."

I let myself laugh softly, "Maybe it's the time difference." I joked, "How are you? How's your family?" I hate myself for wanting to prolong this conversation because I know I'm only fueling my desire. Hearing his voice is too much.

"Things are good, I guess. Same old family, nothing much ever changes, really. But hey, guess what?" he said, excitement started painting his tone.

"Mm?" I replied, trying to keep myself from grabbing my hardening member.

"My grandmother is looking for you. She said it's a shame you're not here with us. She wanted to show you off to everyone. It was such a cool thing for her to say."

I met Brett's grandmother on our first anniversary. It was a surprise, both for me and his grandma. Brett can be unpredictable like that.

"She's the sweetest." I said, finally able to pull my hand away. "I do miss her. And I hope she can forgive me."

"Don't worry about it. I explained everything to her. I even had to assure her that there's no way we've broken up."

My heart soared and my body felt hot all over again. Damn it, this man is too much for me.

"Tell her the next time you have a family reunion, I will be there, bearing her great grandchild." I joked, and then immediately felt stupid.

He laughed loudly, that genuine burst of laughter he had, "She might have a heart attack if I tell her that!"

I couldn't help but laugh with him. I love how things have gotten so easy between the two of us. And I can't be grateful enough for his patience with me, and his pure love for me.

I heard a woman shout something over the phone, "Was that your mom?"

"Auntie. Guess I have to go now." I could hear his disappointment and I can imagine his face falling to a frown, "I'll talk to you again later, alright?"

I nodded, "Yeah. I'll stay up waiting."

He let out a soft chuckle, "Aren't I just the luckiest man alive?"

I blushed and before I could say something, he hung up. I can't believe he can have this much effect on me even when he's so far away.

Screw it. I throw myself back on the bed and start touching myself. As my hands tease my body, I think only of Brett. I think back on our first kiss, our first touch, our first time. And then every time after. I couldn't keep myself from screaming his name over and over, fully aware that our neighbors might hear me. Wouldn't that be quite the scandal?

Just as I was about to finally grab my member, my phone rang again. I bite on my lip and try to catch my breath before answering, "Hello?" I managed to say with a hint of voice.

"Eddy? Babe, are you okay?" I could almost hear his concerned look over the phone.

I swallowed thickly, "Mm. I'm alright." I said, still unable to talk with an audible voice.

"You sound...sick?" he cleared his throat, "Or is my connection bad? Can you hear me?"

I let out a breath and clear my own throat, "I'm fine. Connection is fine. I was... I was just.." A shiver snaked its way down my spine and I couldn't hold back the tiny moan that escaped from my lips. I cursed myself harshly as I bit down on my lip hard.

"Eddy... what are you doing?" Brett asked, sounding far from upset.

I swallowed thickly, "Nothing." I said, cursing myself again for the stupid lie.

"Oh yeah?" I could hear him smirk, if you can believe that. "Eddy, are you breaking your only promise to me?"

I groaned, "No. I mean, yeah.. But I was just..."

He started laughing, "I knew it. I just knew you couldn't help yourself."

I felt my face burn in shame, "I'm sorry."

He was still laughing, but it was much softer now, "There's no need to apologize. I get it. I'm not mad at you."

My heart sank, I can't believe this man is so great. Sometimes, he can be just a little too great for me. "You don't have to say that. You don't have to patronize me."

He finally stopped laughing. He cleared his throat before saying, "Babe, I'm not mad at you. I'm guilty too. The only difference is, I didn't promise you anything."

My jaw dropped and my heart started thumping in my chest. My body felt hot all over again, "Are you for real?"

"Yes." he whispered, "On my first night, and every night I've spent here. I was starting to feel bad about it. But then I find out..." he chuckled, "Okay, no, alright. I'll stop laughing."

I shook my head in disbelief. There's just no way I could ever be annoyed or upset with this man. "I can't believe you." I said, trying my best to sound mad.

"I guess I should have told you not to commit to that promise. Do you feel bad?"

"Of course! But not so much anymore." I shouted, and then regretted raising my voice at him.

"I'm sorry, love. Please don't be upset. I hate fighting, especially when I can't kiss you to shut you up and win the argument."

I blushed and let butterflies soar in my stomach, "Tsk. Guess you'll just have to wait three more days before you can do that." With that, I hung up on him.

And proceed to break my promise, a second time.