Soul Mark (breddy fanfic)

How We Met (again)

Brett woke up suddenly that morning, drenched in sweat. His underwear soiled with bodily fluids.

He just had the weirdest wet dream in his entire life.

well,  actually it's not that weird.  He had wet dreams before.  He was 14, his body had needs.

What really disturb him is the subject of said dream.  You're not suppose to dream about someone you just met once right?  and to top it off, it was a boy.

His hazy mind slowly put two and two together of his surrounding. 
He's on his bed,  today is Saturday,  later he'll have his first orchestra rehearsal.

Brett checked on his phone. It was still 6 am in the morning, he got plenty of time before his rehearsal started.

He groaned as he took off his soiled pants and made his way to bathroom. 
Why would he dream about that kid??  It was so vivid he could almost feel the kid's hands, making Brett shiver with each touch,  and those lips....

Nope! stop right there!  what was he thinking seriously??

Brett grumbled more as he turned on the shower,  cold water trickled on his hot skin, washed his dirty toughts away.

Lucky for him, the math tutoring was only once a week,  he didn't have to think about that kid until next week at least.

After finishing his bath, Brett prepared himself for the rehearsal that morning, he walked out of the shower with only a towel draped on his waist. 

His reflection in the mirror made his steps halted for a second, his eyes fixated on the words caarved on his left shoulder.

Hmm,  to think about it, that scrawny asian kid also said this words when they met yesterday. 

could it be? is that why his body reacted so weirdly this morning?

Meh.  Coincidences happen all the time, especially with mark as elusive as his.

He pondered as he got dressed and made his way to the kitchen for breakfast.  His mom was already set their breakfast at that time.

Brett sauntered to the table and grabbed a toast for himself.

"..so, dad will drop me to the rehearsal right? " Brett asked as he munched his toast.

"of course. We might gonna pick you up late though, so make sure to turn on your phone after the rehearsal ends okay!"

Brett merely shrugged off his shoulder at that. "Kay mom, will do"

"Good,  make some new friends while you're there" Brett's mom smiled warmly at his son.

"will do ma, i'm going, see you" Brett kissed his mom on the cheek and off to the rehearsal with his dad. 

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Brett was nervous when he stepped into the building.  Seems like most of his peers are older than him. Brett gulped hard and brace himself before sat down to his seat. The rehearsal was yet to start, and it started to felt awkward there. Brett set up his violin and hope for the conductor to start soon.

"Hey!  you're the guy from the math tutoring! " A cheerful voice called Brett from behind.

Uh oh.

There he was, grinning from ear to ear at Brett. That kid from yesterday. And from his dream that morning.

Brett gulped down.  Hard. 

It was even more awkward than Brett thought it would.