twoset oneshots

7: wind flower

part two of 'he loves me, he loves me not' please read it beforehand or else this part will feel weird!

warnings: angst, expletives

summary: brett hates falling in love with his best friend, that was final. after months of madness, now, it's time to move on. get a grip, and get a life.

start fresh and start new. no more moping around.

living a life with no eddy chen, a life where his past lover won't meddle with him. or so he thought.

requested by tlaivie here's part two I hope you like it! ((:

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How in the hell did Eddy end up in a sticky situation?

Everything went south all because of dinner.

The week before his flight to Germany, his parents invited him for dinner at his mother's house. Commemorating his achievements and to give him a proper goodbye before he embarks on a new adventure.

As he was munching on his mother's well-prepared xiao long bao, she casually asks,

"So, Eddy...any girlfriends lately?"

He chokes on the hot soup dumpling, his sister flashes a nervous gaze, eyeing him.

Belle knows everything about him. Belle knows how much he loves his boyfriend, and above all, she is well aware that his brother is the happiest he's ever been with Brett.

His dad asks, "Are you okay? You need water?"

Eddy shook his hand, "I'm fine papa, it's just hot dumplings."

"Aiyah, poke a hole with your chopsticks first or you'll burn your mouth." His mother strictly advises. Typical Asian mums...

"Well, um, I met someone from Germany..."

"Really?" Her sister asks, genuinely confused. She knows that Eddy is lying through his teeth, but he plays it off.

"Yeah, her name is uh, Agnes."

Seriously Eddy? Agnes your tour guider? You could've picked any other girl from the orchestra. But you chose Agnes? Stupid...

"What's she like?"

"Well, she's blonde, German, um she's really nice and she's great at accommodating me and--"

"Doesn't sound like a good woman at all."

His mother saw right through him. Crap.

Well, he has no choice but to admit.

"Well, to be honest with you mama, I don't have a girlfriend." He dropped his utensils at the table, mustering the courage to finally admit his sexuality, "I'm dating a man."

Deafening silence.

The sounds of the clock, the delicious food on the table, his parent's disappointed glares, his sister's concerned look, he can't focus on one thing. Everything turned into a blur as tears crowd his vision.

He knew they wouldn't approve, it's simple. He will be a big disappointment in the family.

"I knew music was never good for you." Icy, a stringent tone pierced through his ears. This is what he feared, his parents wouldn't accept him. "The next time you go back here I want to meet a woman. You need to be fixed."