Two Set Violin -- Breddy 💜💜💜

Ch8

Brett was shook. Like, to the core shook. Eddy had basically asked him out.

For dinner.

It was practically a date! And chances were that Eddy didn't even realize what he'd done. Them being friends so long made it seem so easy...to just invite him out for dinner.

Brett scrambled to clean up the video equipment.

He really shouldn't be excited. Eddy wasn't actually going to date him, but a part of the shorter violinist hoped he was.

Brett turned, finished, to see a slightly amused Eddy Chen looking his way.

"What?" Brett asked, embarrassed.

"I've never seen you so fast, bro." The younger chuckled. "Isn't this the stuff you're supposed to take your time with?"

Of course. Brett had always been one to take extra care of precious and expensive things. Eddy had that mindset, too, but not as instilled as Brett (when Brett first saw how Eddy dealt with their equipment he made sure to teach Eddy the proper way of handling such things).

Brett huffed, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Show some respect to your elder."

"You're not that old."

"Older than you! I know you've been taught better!"

"Yes, yes, mama." Eddy said in Chinese. (A/N: I don't know which language and dialect they speak specifically, sorry.)

Brett clicked his tongue. "Your mother looks out for you, Eddy. Now stop asking questions and let's go."

"Oh, wait, lemme take a quick shower."

"Wuh-- right now?"

Eddy rolled his eyes. "You just made me do 20 penalty push-ups. I'm sweaty."

Yang sighed, exasperated. "Fine, just don't slip and crack your head open while you're in there."

"You know what, I just might."

The two chuckled.

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Brett's leg shook as he waited in the livingroom for Eddy to be done.

Don't think about Eddy naked, don't think about Eddy naked, don't think about--

Of course, they had seen each other naked before, but it never meant anything. They shared hotel rooms and a bathroom and hot springs- so, yeah skinship wasn't a foreign concept. However, now that Brett realized his feelings even thinking about it...

He felt dirty.

Yang closed his eyes and breathed deeply. Stop acting like a hormonal teenager, you're 27 years old, idiot.

And there's no way Eddy would want you anyways--

No. No, he had to stop thinking like that. His head had been such a dark place lately.

Not long after, Eddy emerged from the bathroom and called, "Let me throw on some clothes real quick."

"Okay."

I mean, really, was he supposed to go naked?

(N̶o̶b̶o̶d̶y̶ ̶s̶h̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶e̶x̶c̶e̶p̶t̶ ̶B̶r̶e̶t̶t̶ ̶a̶n̶y̶w̶a̶y̶s̶.̶)

Finally, Eddy, with his damp hair and goofy smile, came out (of the clos--) of his room.

Brett's heart melted.

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A/N: I just wanna say I'm incredibly sorry for the wait and less than optimal outcome. I know you guys want more content-- but I also want to make good content. I have to figure out how to fight writer's block. Anyways, I've been busy this month because I'm in a play! I had zero expectations and they actually gave me a callback and now I have to rehearse for like 3+ hours a day after school, so that's cool. Wish me luck lmao. See y'all.