Denial - a Breddy fanfic

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"Holy shit," Brett groans the next morning as he wakes up and the headache hits him. He grabs the nearest pillow and hides his face behind it. He can feel Eddy next to him, obviously awake as he's sitting up in bed.

"You awake, love?" Eddy snickered, gently running his hand through Brett's hair. Brett groaned again.

"This is awful. Not worth it. Never drinking again," he whimpered, curling up slightly. "It's so easy to go with it when people pay for your drinks, you know?"

Eddy couldn't help but chuckle as he kept caressing Brett's hair.
"Do you want me to get you some painkillers, love? And maybe some water and food too?"

"Water and painkillers please, love?" Brett whined, and Eddy slid off the bed to go get it for him. Brett pulled the covers over his head, listening to Eddy move through the house.

He whimpered when he heard the loud knocking on the door. How on earth could Ray have any energy after the wild night last night? He heard Eddy open the door, Jordon and Ray's loud cheering and Eddy's pleas for them to be quiet because of Brett's hangover. Brett couldn't help but smile at how sweet Eddy was.

Moments later, Eddy came back into the bedroom and set the painkiller and the water down on the bedside table as well as some biscuits.
"Love? They've come to pick me up now. Will you be okay on your own?"

Eddy spoke while going to find the outfit he picked out the day before, and Brett finally made himself peek out from behind the pillow just in time to see Eddy pull off his t-shirt to get into the dark red shirt.

"How lucky can one man be, getting to marry you?" Brett mumbled, smiling to himself as he made no effort to hide the fact that he was checking him out.

"You're sweet," Eddy chuckled as he buttoned his shirt all the way up except the top button and pulled on a pair of black jeans.

"I am sweet and you are hot," Brett grinned. "Come here a bit."

Eddy did as requested, and Brett quickly pulled him closer and unbuttoned the top few buttons of Eddy's shirt.
"Let lose a bit, love. Look hot, make everyone jealous of me getting to marry you," he said and kissed him quickly.

"How many did you make jealous yesterday, huh?" Eddy teased and kissed him again. "Nah I'm joking. But you'll be okay on your own?"

"Eddy! We gotta go!" Jordon laughed from the kitchen. "Stop making out with your fiancé, we'll find a beer bottle you can make out with instead!"

"Go, love. Have fun, I'll take care of myself. Don't worry. Actually, before you go, could you get me my pill?" Brett asked, and Eddy nodded. He disappeared for a second, told Jordon to wait for a bit, before coming back with it.

"Completely forgot about it babe, sorry," Eddy said as he placed it next to the painkiller. "Take care of yourself, babe, okay?"

"Promise," Brett said, pulling him down to a quick kiss again. "Now go!"