Fluff Fluff Fluff (Breddy Oneshots)

🌊 Just A Swim 🌊

Frozen 2 is hands down my favourite movie now. Else was a queen and Anna is too (She was so cute and precious uwu) Kristoff killed his part as Anna's bf. GET YOU A MAN DEVOTED LIKE THAT. Oh yeah breddy OwO hehhehhehehhe did i mention I'm high.

The water underneath was bright blue, balls of light lighting up the area. Too bad the sight lasted a few seconds before Brett looked up to see the dark of night, stars not even twinkling due to the light pollution. The boy ducked into the water again, hands threading the liquid above the tiled floor. I needed this, I needed to calm down. The coldness of the water made him forget the amount of heat there was in that room. The clear colours of the area distracted Brett from the blur of events. To be honest, he just wanted to forget the screaming, the shouting, the ending with him slamming the door in one hand, swimming trunks clenched in the other.

"Do you even trust me with my own issues?"

"No! Because you keep pushing me away, tell me something!"

"It's hard to okay? I'm new to relationships and you just expect me to tell you everythin--"

"It's for your own good, I just want you to be happy Brett..."

"Then if you want me to be happy Eddy, stay out of what's happening outside of this relationship!"

"Wait--"

Instantly, Brett ripped off his grey-coloured goggles, heaving heavily against the cold breeze of the night. The feeling was so painful. Guilt, anger, disappointment, sadness... At this moment in time, they overwhelmed him. His arms shook under his weight as the violinist lifted himself up from the concrete tiles. He could feel them aching, adding to the pain he was having mentally. Shit! I still can't forget about it, he thought as the scene flashed across his mind again. Eddy was just trying to care, trying to help me... And yet I just pushed him away. I was so selfish. I didn't even care about his feelings. I shouldn't have left him. I--

Brett... Brett was crying.

He didn't even realise it until he felt the sensation of the warm droplets against his cheek. But once he knew the barrier was broken, nothing could save him from the emotions. Hands gripping onto the drain beside the pool, a cascade of tears gushed down Brett's cheeks as if they had morphed into a waterfall. His breath hitched every few seconds in an attempt to recover, but only sobs were choked afterwards. He couldn't stop, he wanted to stop so badly though.

But finally, the boy's wish came true as he caught a glimpse of a large shadow stop in front of him. A wave of realisation hit Brett as he analysed the situation, heart skipping a beat. He quickly bowed his head so all he could see was the pool water gently crashing against his swimming costume. Don't look up, don't look up, don't look up. "Looks like I wasn't the only one affected by this," he heard the other said, pants crumpling as he knelt to the floor to look at me. No words could escape Brett's mouth then, not even a phrase of 'It's not my fault that this happened' which he would say to cover up his emotions.

Eddy sighed, "Look I know you won't forgive so easily but, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have meddled with your business and I understand if you want to keep it priva--"

"Why are you saying sorry? I should be the one after being such an idiot!" Brett shot his head up, showing his boyfriend his puffy red eyes, tear-stained cheeks and pouting mouth. It was clearly my fault for pushing him away. What is he thinking?

Eddy pulled away in surprise, however his shock-filled eyes soon turned into warm gentle ones. The shorter boy could see them crease as the taller one shot him a lop-sided grin, staring right back at him as he did so with those brown orbs. "I guess I wasn't the only one feeling guilty," he heaved a sigh of relief. Brett couldn't help but release the breath he didn't know he was holding. We were still on the same page, always blaming ourselves for the fights we have. 

"So... do you forgive me?" 

Brett's eyes travelled from the shadows of the rough tiles to Eddy in a milli-second. "What do you mean forgive? I thought we agreed that this was neither of our faults."

"You didn't say that, and neither did I--"

"Then what was that silen-- Oh my god I don't have time for this!"

He could hear him chuckle from above, shaking with fits of laughter as he faced the mop of wet hair beneath him. Gosh he really knows how to push my buttons. Brett looked to see a hand cup his right cheek and tilt his head upwards, allowing him to face the brunette. His eyes were glowing with the pool lights, a sort of blue fire roaring in them. The cinnamon roll could feel his face get redder as the other closed the distance between them. His nose inching closer. His breath brushing against his face. His gaze only focused on him. This situation was getting hotter and hotter by the second. Until he stopped, looking down to see his lips, trying to take in every detail in this very moment. 

"I guess we're even now..."

Brett rolled his eyes before plunging forward. He had been longing for this the whole time. The adrenaline, his lips on his, him. Brett wanted all of it, even if it meant tasting the saltiness from his tears. Their kiss soon turned into a rough makeout session like it was the end of the world! With them clinging onto each other, feelings all mixed up and expressed through their actions.

Pain.

Relief.

Passion.

Need.

Trying his best, the drenched boy deepened the kiss by shuffling his elbows closer to Eddy. That didn't work however when they slipped off the wet floor, sending him tumbling back into the water. Sending his boyfriend down with him.

Splash! Droplets of water were sent flying into the air, Brett and Eddy doing otherwise. Flailing his arms, he managed to steady himself in the water. His eyes met Eddy ruffling his wet hair, trying to stifle a giggle. Of course he failed, breaking into a fit of laughter. His lips curving at the sides, the laughs falling out of it sounding like bells jingling. Brett couldn't help but join him, closing his eyes to try to stop. When he did, the boy realised a hand resting on his chin and took the signal to look up. Eddy had his lips slightly parted, eyes looking him up and down hungrily. There was even a hint of red on his cheeks.

"You know... You're beautiful Brett," he slurred. 

Eddy's hands moved down to touch the crook of Brett's neck, tracing the goosebumps he got from the cold water. His thumb made its way to the angle of the shoulders, travelling down to have a feel of the other's arm. Brett shivered despite the warmth from his actions, his cheeks matching the red tone of the other's drenched sweater. He could feel them get hotter as his hands moved lower. Feeling his fingers play with the strap of his swimming trunks, he darted up to see a smirk plastered on Eddy's face. He chuckled when he received the glare to not go any further. Wrapping his arms around Brett's waist, the boy finally opened his mouth to say something. "This might sound sappy but... I love you Brett~"

The boy could feel his expression match his, lovey-dovey eyes and all. 

"I love you too Eddy..."