Short Mini TwoSet Fluffs

Eddy's New Fav Jacket

part two, for your very precious day, my dear

After uploading my newest post with our new jackets, I look at the picture of Brett, wearing his. I really want to show the world this beautiful picture but Brett doesn't see the urgency, he said, there was another picture of him and us, wearing our merch. But this is art, so I decide to sneak up behind him, changing our phones on the coffee table and post the picture with my caption "Yeah also my fav new jacket" because, besides this comfy awesome looking jacket it's my fav guy in my fav jacket.

wow that was cheezy. good thing noone can read my mind.

Switching our phones back I wave to Brett, toss my jacket over the edge of the couch and walk into the bathroom to take a shower.

I remember all the pieces Brett and I ever played together but the most adorable thing is him looking at me when we play Navarra. So I remembered every single note he's playing with every single move and sight of him while playing it, because hey, did you notice he glances to me at the very same passages every time we play it? 

he is just too adorable. and his tiny hands dancing over the fingerboard are a bliss to watch. I love it when he spreads the hand to reach the higher harmonics, tehehe

I know I'm in a full grin standing there in the shower but this is a safe space. It's getting even harder for me to hide my feelings for my best friend since we moved together and the bathroom and my bedroom are the only spaces where I am alone. I wouldn't mind the latter to be changed, tho.

and his face in the part with the left hand pizz is cute, too. so proud that his sounds better than mine, that dummy. 

I step out of the shower, grabbing his towel (pssst yeah his, not mine. but you know what? I saw him use mine, too. so we're even.) to wipe my face and take a breath into the smell of his shampoo. Or mine? Since I went out of my shampoo last week I was using his, with permisson, of course! 

it's so silent out there, he's not practicing. what a shame!

I take my boxers and a bumblee shirt, dressing me and walking silently out of the bathroom to see Brett jump up, obviously  he was snuggling into my new fav Jacket! And now he has the decency to check me out, his gaze wanders from head to toe back to my arms I know he likes my arms, but does he have to look that much?? and so I decide to give him a little punishment.

I plop down to his side, patting his leg casually, you know and ask him "hey, watcha doing?" while taking my notebook from the coffee table.

I wait for him to respond "Nothing in paticular, bro" and that's my queue to turn right into his face and scream in tigermom's voice "WHY YOU NO PRACTICING, LAH?! DID YOU PRACTICE YOUR 40 HOURS TODAY ALREADY?? I HAVE NO SON!!! I WILL NOW GO AND TALK TO LINGLINGS MA IF I CAN ADOPT HIM RIGHT NOW! YOU WILL GO PRACTICE AND HAVE NO DINNER TONIGHT, LAH!", jump up, take his jacket off the couch and storm into my room, slamming my door behind me and leave laughing Brett back in the living room.

achievement unlocked, Eddy. you have the whole night with his jacket, tehehe, no that's not creepy, that was an accidental mistake, of course. don't blame me.

And I crawl into my bed, Brett's Jacket with me and fall into a deep sleep.

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I didn't know that I needed Brett in my bed this much. oh wait. it's his jacket. where is Brett??

I jolt up and look around my room. It's still dark outside but I'm sure I cannot fall asleep so soon again. So I take the jacket, put it on oh he's so small, my arms are too long for the sleeves and sneak out of my room. Tiptoeing over to Bretts door, I can hear a light snoring so good thing, he's asleep.

I learned in the past weeks of living together one new thing about Brett: once he's asleep, he won't wake up that easily until morning. His sleeping time is short but intense. So I open the door slightly, sneak inside his room and shut the door.

My eyes start to  see clear in the darkness and I need to surpress a chuckle when I realize he got my jacket to cuddle, too. 

So I crawl into his bed, snuggling up into his arms and that sleepy Brettybear snores into my hair like nothing happened.

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With the first sunlight coming through the curtains, Brett stirrs awake, turning onto my side. I try to hold him in my arms so I don't need to move, but I feel him startle and back up. Before he could reach out to get his glasses I pull him into my hug and mumble "Don't you dare move now."

oh my voice is really raspy. please don't let him shove me away.

Seconds feel like hours holding Brett in my arms while waiting for any kind of response. After a while I feel him relax a bit, saying "I like this". 

My mind goes blank at his words and everything I can do is pull him even closer to me and whisper into his damn good smelling hair "I like you"

oh god and the viola king. and the violin god maybe? captain ray?! holy hilary?! please please please don't make him feel awkward now ... please!

uhm... did he hear me?

uhm. so he's not moving away?

maybe I could push a bit more?

So I try to sound normal by saying the thing I wanted to say the moment we chose this apartment. "Brettybrett, I think our flat is too tiny to have two sleeping rooms."

And with a soft chuckle Brett melt into my arms "I don't mind sharing my bed with you."

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"Brettybrett, did you notice my last post?" I love calling him like this.

"The one with you showing our new merch?"

"Nah, I sent one after that from your phone." wow he really didn't notice?

I see Brett pulling out his phone to check his last posts. With a big questionmark above his head, he turns towards me.

"Yeah also my fav new jacket? I didn't say that." 

I can't say when I got this courageous but I know he likes it. So I step up behind him, sling my arms around his shoulders and tell im in a sing-sang voice"yeah because you with that jacket are my favourite."