Get out

Where's my Prince?

Eddy sat in front of the dresser in his given room, if it weren't for the bars in the window it would feel a bit more homely but it still wasn't home to him, even if he was putting newly bought clothes into their own drawers. He sorted out everything, the shirts were in their own drawer and ordered by color, which was the common thing he did for everything else. Separate drawers, except for the underwear and socks, along with being sorted by color.

Brett watched him sort his clothes. Sure, Eddy had been into keeping stuff organized and in order before, but never like this. It was interesting to see his system, though. It felt like a window into how his brain worked.

Eddy finished up soon enough, since there wasn't a lot to sort in the first place. He glanced back at Brett, a small smile on his face, "Thank you again, Brett. You really didn't have to do this."

"It was nothing. Really, I just want you to be comfortable," Brett said with a small shrug. "If there's anything else you need, just let me know, okay?"

"Okay, thank you," Eddy didn't really need anything else, he just wanted to see his boyfriend really. All he could do was hope that neither of them died and that Alex would still want him after fucking with Brett. He could really only hope that he wasn't seen as used goods. Given he had never known Alex to be as shallow as that, then again this was also technically cheating so....It was a very iffy situation.

Brett just gave a small nod. It seemed to him that Eddy was doing better than he had this morning, which was very good. He had to admit he was doing better too, having taken the bandage from being strangled off finally. He still had bruises around his neck, but his breathing was feeling better at least.

Eddy slowly stood up, not sure what to really do now. Maybe he should just change, but then again he did just sort all of it and if he changed into something new he would ruin his organization. He really needed to wear different underwear though. He sighed to himself, yeah he would change. So he opened the drawers to grab what he wanted and then straightened it all up again.

"So, what do you want for dinner today?" Brett asked, noticing that he had moved his hand to feel the bruised area on his neck. He let it drop, not wanting to draw attention to it. "Maybe some more pizza?"

"Yeah, I think pizza would be good," Eddy pulled his shirt off then worked on kicking his pants off. Brett had seen him naked and had his dick up Eddy's ass, so the younger saw no problem with changing in front of him. Not to mention, he assumed that Brett would probably look away.

Brett was stunned for a moment when Eddy straight up just undressed in front of him. Well shit.
"I uh... I'll go order then... Cheese pizza?" he asked, standing up and very demonstratively locking his gaze to the door.

"Cheese is always amazing, are you gonna do extra like last time?" Eddy started with changing his underwear since Brett was looking away at the moment. Aaaah, that was nice. No more commando or wearing his boxers inside out to figure out the cleaner side. After that he pulled on a hoodie. He was comfortable in just that for now, simply to air his legs out a bit.

"Of course," Brett nodded, still with his eyes locked on the door. "I'll come get you when it's here, yeah?"
He really just wanted to get out of there, because the thought of what had happened the last time he had seen Eddy naked was creeping up on him making him feel like he had to cough again.

"Yeah of course," Eddy folded his dirty clothes neatly and set them atop of the dresser. He didn't want to mingle them with any of the clean stuff. After everything was the way he wanted it, he shuffled to bed, flopping down on it with a slight bounce.

Brett then left the room and quickly shut the door behind him. He couldn't deal with it.

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Brett felt almost nervous knocking on Eddy's bedroom door with the pizza in hand about an hour later. He hoped he was dressed, that was for sure.
"Eddy?" he asked, waiting for a reply before entering.

"Come in!" Eddy called back, he was just hugging a pillow and had been trying to nap unsuccessfully as he waited for Brett. All in all he had just laid there hugging a pillow and retreating in his mind.