They have said 'I love you' to each other before, because they loved each other but before it was purely platonically. But this time felt different, it felt so sincere and intimate not like before. Brett could feel the tenderness in Eddy's words and see the soft gaze in his deep brown eyes. The weight of his words felt so heavy and honest, because they were. Eddy didn't just love Brett, he loved him.
"I love you too, Eddy."
Brett's words were soft and tender like Eddy's but they had strong clarity. He had never felt more sure of himself than in this moment. Brett didn't just love Eddy, he loved Eddy with his whole heart and being. As Brett's words left his mouth Eddy embraced him with a kiss, his calloused fingers gripping onto Brett's soft face, Brett melted away into the kiss.
He pushed his glasses onto his head so he could lean into it. It wasn't as passionate or full of rampant desire like last night, it wasn't a quick soft kiss on the head like this morning. It was long and slow, it had the passion of last night but had the same softness as this morning. It still had a large desperation to it, a gripping desire to be with one in any way possible.
To put it simply it was perfect. All their feelings could be described in this kiss. They loved each other so much and it felt so good to say aloud.
"I love you," Brett said gently and they tenderly embraced once again.
Brett kissed along Eddy's jaw and said 'I love you' with soft tenderness before it just turned into simple, soft kissing with no words, he didn't need them. His fingers gripped into Eddy's hair, pulling him forward.
As their lips parted they stood there a bit breathless at all the kissing, the sudden amount of kissing came as a bit of a shock to both of them but it was good nonetheless.
"I love you too," Eddy replied strongly.
"Uh, sorry for kissing you so suddenly.." Brett said, he wasn't too sure why he was apologising they'd already slept together by this point and kissed plenty of times during that, their relationship was a little weird at this point.
"No, no it's okay. It was good, you're a good kisser so I don't mind, really."
"Hah, thanks. You're a pretty good kisser too." Brett returned.
"Is there anything else I'm good at?" Eddy said with a mischievous grin on his face.
Brett rolled his eyes with a smile and turned away that was before Eddy spoke:
"No but seriously though dude, was I good enough? It was a bit sudden. I needed to prepared myself for something like that. I hope I didn't disappoint you or make you feel uncomfortable.."
"What? No, you were the best I've ever had," he looked away embarrassed he'd revealed something like that to Eddy.
Brett said with a small grin on his face, he had turned back around to Eddy and had slowly made his way over to him. Brett had one of his legs in between Eddy's and cupped his face with one of his hands, his soft fingers pressing into Eddy's skin. Another long kiss was pressed into Eddy's lips. Eddy grabbed the hand on his face and smiled tentatively at Brett, he didn't think he could be happier. What Eddy said next came as a bit of a surprise to Brett:
"I need to get rid of these fucking candles." His tone was flat which evoked a large sense of seriousness.
Brett gave a very deadpan look followed by a "What?" he was a little disappointed that Eddy had said something like that in such a romantic moment.
"I thought I could deal with her but I just can't... I need to get rid of those and candles and.. the rest of her stuff."
"I thought you said you got rid of all the stuff she left..?" Brett was confused, to say the least and more to wanted to know why Eddy had still kept her stuff even after what happened, his disappointed still rang throughout his body due to Eddy talking about his Mia, of all people he could mention right now.
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FanfictionCURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN PLEASE COME BACK SOME OTHER TIME The electricity goes out for a little while. Brett and Eddy are locked up at home with nothing to do... except maybe eachother?