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spice

Inspired by their newest video 'The DEADLIEST HOT SAUCE Sightreading Challenge', with mentions of their video 'Hot Chili Violin Challenge (and other painful foods)'

A friend had suggested they do the spicy sauce video. Initially, they thought it would be a good idea as it would be good for both the views and the subscribers. However, on second thought, Eddy backtracked. He spoke up and Brett just laughed, saying that he was just afraid of spicy food. Brett wasn’t wrong. Eddy was afraid of having spicy stuff, but the subject of his concern wasn’t himself. It was, well, his silly little boyfriend who seemed completely unfazed by the prospect of being burnt by spicy sauces.

And so they filmed the video.

When they started, Eddy had a hunch that Brett would actually get the last, deadliest bottle. He didn’t want to eat the sauce, but he would rather die from it than to have Brett suffer alone.

“But I’m wondering if we should share the pain,” Eddy suggested. Brett agreed immediately. He’d also rather have the two of them ending up in hospital together than having his boyfriend face the spice alone.

Halfway through the video, both of them couldn’t take it anymore. They dashed offscreen for more coconut milk and some cold water. 

Eddy reached the kitchen first. Not bothering to pour out the milk, he just took the whole carton and drank directly from the box. Brett followed close behind, yelling profanities for the camera. He was heading straight for the iced water, but when he realised that they were, unfortunately, out of ice, he patted Eddy’s shoulder to indicate that he wanted the milk as well. 

Eddy turned to glance at Brett. Mouth hanging open, Brett was panting and trying to take in more fresh air to cool the burn. His lips were bright red and slightly swollen from the large amount of spice. Eddy thought they looked very kissable. 

That’s exactly what he did.

He took in a large mouthful of milk and, using his free arm to pull Brett closer, leaned down to kiss him directly on his lips. Brett was surprised and tried pushing Eddy away, his weak protests muffled as their lips were glued together. As soon as Eddy licked Brett’s lips for entrance, Brett gave in.

Eddy transferred the milk from his mouth into Brett’s, and he relished in the cool feeling as the milk rushed into his burning throat. Eddy sucked on Brett’s swollen lips gently, then went on to plant soft kisses all over his face. A drop of coconut milk landed on Brett’s glasses as Eddy moved upwards to kiss his forehead. Neither of them noticed.

When they trudged back to their seats in front of the camera, the two of them were a mess, both from the hot sauces and the make out session between filming. 

They groaned when Brett held up the last, spiciest sauce.

“I don’t think I can even do the last one,” Brett said helplessly as he glanced at the health label on the bottle, “My stomach hurts.”

Eddy glanced worriedly at his boyfriend. That is exactly what he had feared. Both of them were not good with spice, but Brett usually has it even worse.

Without a second thought, Eddy answered, “Nah, you don’t have to do the last one if you can’t.”

“Yeah, I… Are you sure?” Brett blinked at his boyfriend, “You don’t have to do it either.”

Eddy just shrugged, “It won’t kill me.”

Brett sighed and leaned over to give Eddy a peck on the cheeks, “For luck so that you won’t die.”

Eddy chuckled and gave Brett’s smaller hand a quick squeeze, “Don’t worry, I have to stay alive because I have to take care of you.” 

He turned to the camera, “Hey editor-san, whichever one you are, you know the protocol.” He knew they could trust both of their beloved editor-sans to deal with the occasional on-screen couple-ish things.