Soul Mark (breddy fanfic)

That Fateful Night

it was just another day in their shared flat.

Eddy's class got canceled,  plus he had no orchestra rehearsal that night which means he was free for the rest of the day.

So Eddy went home, he could use the extra time to practice. His exams are coming, he needed all the practice he could use to got rid of his shaky bow.

Eddy opened their shared flat's door,  expecting no company since Brett usually wouldn't be back till later.

To his surprise, he found Brett inside, asleep on the sofa with the TV on, watching him instead of him watching the TV.

Eddy turned off the TV, then watch Brett's sleeping face fondly.

After more than ten years of friendship,  watching Brett's sleeping face was one of the most.. interesting experience he ever felt.

Well, that might sound creepy, but the sensation always felt so surreal for Eddy.

He inched closer to Brett, crouching beside the sofa. His hardened fingertips caressed the small moles on Brett's face, earning a squirm from the sleeping man. How cute.

Brett always has the most serene expression when he sleep. Eddy secretly thought that if there are angels in heaven, their shapes must have resembled Brett's, so soft and fluffy in Eddy's mind, so innocent and pure.

Eddy's hand stopped at Brett's parted lips.

He brushed it once, swiped the bottom lip idly with his thumb.

Even chapped and dry, Eddy could still feel the plumpness of his friend's lips. Seemed kissable, in his opinion.

Brett's sharp intake of breath jerked him away from his train of thoughts, Eddy stumbled backward clumsily, sure that his friend was awake.

But Brett didn't awake yet, instead he let out a small sound, almost a whisper, a moan.

"ngh, Eddy.."

He moaned Eddy's name. Seems like he dreamt something naughty that involved Eddy. Brett's laboured breath almost confirmed this.

Eddy blushed furiously at that. God he never knew that Brett could emit such a lustful voice. Sure they had known each other for more than 10 years and shared a flat, but never before Eddy thought of Brett in a sexual way, Brett being an angel and all.

Brett grunted in his sleep,  his cheeks flushed. 

Eddy gulped down. Hard.

Eddy quickly retreat to the shower to clear up his mind. Washed away the sinful sound of Brett from his head with every drip of cold water on his skin.

Eddy contemplated his thought in the shower.  Was he like Brett like that?  like, like, like?

To think about it,  Brett's also never dated anyone before in his life,  none that Eddy aware of. Was he kept his dating life a secret from Eddy?

Okay, that one annoyed him. To think that his best friend might have some girlfriend or boyfriend and not telling him. Sacrilegious.

Eddy dried off his body hastily.

When Eddy's done from the shower he noticed that Brett has just awake, rubbing his sleepy eyes, searching for his Glasses groggily. His face somewhat resembled a lost kid in an aisle of the grocery store.

Aaand..  his angel Brett's back.

"good morning Sunshine" Eddy cooed at Brett.

"isit morning already??" Brett's head shot up at that,  looking for the time.