Denial - a Breddy fanfic

12.

The date went well for the circumstances, the circumstances being that Eddy wasn't able to properly act his part as it freaked him out whenever Brett touched him. He tried to play it off as them being in public, and him being not comfortable about that level of affection in public, but Brett wasn't THAT blind, right? He hadn't mentioned it while they were there, but the amount of physical affection had decreased every time he'd flinched or pulled away. He had to have noticed something!

They had gone back to Brett's house after hanging out at the café for a couple of hours. Still no mention of the affection thing from Brett. Eddy wasn't sure when the last time he had this much coffee was, but it was really making him all trembly and anxious. Brett had at some point gone over to eating cake, as the display counter had turned too tempting after a while. He had an oreo cake with vanilla ice cream, which was so good he told Eddy he just HAD to try it. Eddy thought he'd just grab a separate spoon, but Brett already offered him a bite from his spoon. It was obvious that Brett had intended to spoon feed Eddy with the cake as if they were in a sickening sweet romantic comedy. No thanks. Instead Eddy grabbed the spoon from him and took the bite himself. It was weird enough for him to eat from the same spoon as Brett, but he supposed after literally having Brett's lips on his own it didn't matter.

Still trembling from the coffee, Eddy curled up in one end of Brett's couch. His heart was beating fast, and in general he felt stressed out. Brett had gone to get them some snacks from the kitchen. His mind wandered back to the kiss. How Brett's light stubble brushed against his chin and how happy Brett had been after. His stomach tightened and his heart sped up even more. What had he been thinking? It must have been a moment of desperation for his friend to be happy. There was no doubt he cared deeply about his friend, that was for sure.

Brett returned with the snacks and sat down on the couch next to Eddy. They sat in silence, onlt hearing the sound from Brett's loud chewing of potato chips. Eddy took some time to look at his friend in the dim room. He wasn't bad looking for a guy at all, really. A bit short perhaps, but the rest of him seemed to be in proportion with his shortness. His hair looked so soft, and Eddy remembered the playfights they had when thry were younger where hair pulling and ruffling had played a huge role. Eddy could almost feel the softness im his palms still.
"Whatcha looking at?" Brett asked with a small smile. He had caught Eddy looking at him, and he saw it as confirmation they were doing the right thing.
"Well, you know, it's kinda hard not to..." Eddy said a bit matter-of-factly. He was facing towards Brett, with Brett being theonly other moving object in the room. It was hard to not look at him. He did realize, however, that what he said could be interpreted in a more romantic way than he had intended.
"You're so sweet, you know" Brett smiled at him before reaching out to grab his hand. Instinctivly Eddy pulled his hand back before immediately showing his regret by biting his lip.
"Oh eh... sorry, I didn't... uh... know..." Brett stuttered out before moving slightly further away from Eddy on the couch.
'Shit', Eddy thought before moving closer to Brett again to correct his error.
"Sorry, Bretty, I'm just not used to... this... you know?" he said silently. He was now sitting on his knees on the couch, just centimeters from touching Brett's thigh with his left knee. Eddy hesitated for a split second before grabbing Brett's hand and placing it between his own two. Eddy's heart was racing, but he attributed it to the coffee from earlier. Same went for the anxiousness, even though that might have been the guilt for lying.
Brett's heart was racing too. 'Bretty'?
"No, no worries, Eddy. I don't want you to feel pressured." Eddy couldn't help but thinking that Brett was truly a sweet man. He could probably charm anyone, make any girl feel like a queen, and yet he had decided he wanted Eddy, who was not able to give him anything near what he deserved. All Eddy had to offer was lies.
"It's fine, Brett, as long as we're not... outside..." Eddy said, hearing himself as hesitating. Brett nodded.
"No outside affection. Got it."