Denial - a Breddy fanfic

85.

Brett hadn't been able to tell him what was wrong. It felt like someone turned his vocal cords off and removed all of his vocabulary. Eddy had wrapped his arms around him again, holding the shaking man tightly.
You don't deserve to be held like this, he's just with you at all because he feels bad for you. You're taking up too much space, Brett.

Eddy could tell Brett's brain wasn't being friendly simply by following his increase and decrease of shaking. He wanted to make it better, but Brett wouldn't talk to him. Eddy was going through anything he had done and said to Brett ever in his head. It felt like he had done something wrong, but he couldn't think of anything recent that could cause the breakdown.
"Please tell me what I did, Brett. Please", Eddy whispered into Brett's hair, fighting to not cry as well.

Brett let the hug go and tried to wipe his tears and collect himself, listening to the voice telling him to stop making Eddy feel bad.
"You didn't do anything, it's just... My brain and just everything..." Brett said in a weak voice, forcing himself to meet Eddy's worried eyes.
"You... I mean, you... You were so happy when we got off stage, and even when we... But then suddenly? I don't understand, Brett. I want to help you, I just don't know how." Eddy's voice got weaker at the last part as he struggled to keep himself from crying, failing to keep back a single sob.

Look what you did, Brett, you absolute moron. Did you hear that sob? Do you see that tear? You are hurting him.

"Please let me help you", Eddy whispered, wiping the single tear from his cheek with his palm. He had to be strong for Brett when he needed him.
"You are helping me, I'm just... I always make things about me and I... I don't mean to, I just... All I do is make you worry and hurt you and you deserve better than... than this." He gestured towards himself with shaky hands. Eddy carefully pulled him into another hug, as if Brett would break if he wasn't careful.
"This is going to sound a bit cliché, but I don't care what I deserve or don't deserve, I just want you, okay?" Eddy's voice was calm, but his desperation to help Brett was bleeding through.
"I'm sorry for making it about me again", Brett mumbled into Eddy's chest and wrapped his arms around Eddy's waist, his breathing slowly calming down. The voice couldn't argue with Eddy in the same way as it could argue with Brett.
"My WORLD is about you, Brett. Do I not tell you that often enough? Everything I do is about you in one way or another, and I wouldn't want it any other way, okay? I freaking love you, alright?" Brett felt a tiny smile form on his face, but he hid it on Eddt's chest while the blush creeped over his face.
"I love you too", Brett said in a tiny voice, feeling more embarrassed than anything else about the breakdown by this point. Should probably try and avoid that in the future.