Once upon a dream

Cap. 18

He was trapped. Austin had won. He had established his full control on his life and despite being accommodating with Eddy's work schedule he basically controlled every aspect of his life at this point.

Useless saying that Eddy's dreams increased even more during the last two months. He had dreamed of every possible scenario: he showing up with roses to Brett's place, he being a mermaid Brett had to rescue, he being a secret agent that made an undercover mission to save them both, he about to leave and Brett stopping him by declaring his love for him...damn he also dreamed Brett with hanahaky!

(Every reference to my other fanfictions is purely casual ;)

He was becoming a bank of ideas for new fanfictions fan could write about them! But as always, he was the perfect best friend and boyfriend: he put on his best smile on every morning and, in the evening, he buried himself under the covers held by Austin if lucky or bared another night with another sexy toy if unlucky.

Thanks to Austin basically controlling his life he had become more and more absent in Brett's life like they had become two colleagues of a big factory that managed to work together just fine and nothing more. He felt like shit for being like this to Brett, especially when the man seemed so in pain himself under his dead pan.

He took the occasion one night that they ended filming a bit earlier and Austin was not home.

Eddy: "Brett...hem I think we have to talk"

Brett: "Hem...sure"

He said a little worried before flopping on the sofa next to Eddy.

Eddy: "I guess there's not a proper way to ask you this but...are you ok?"

Brett: "Sure why are you asking me?"

Eddy: "It's some time that I don't have a good feeling about you"

Brett: "What do you mean?"

He asked like trying to hide something, failing. The already concerned tone of Eddy become even darker after this

Eddy: "You know what I mean: you keep spacing out, it always seems like you didn't get enough sleep and you just don't look like you're good, you're even paler than you use to be and skinnier...is it still the crush on the mysterious dude?"

It was the least he could do. The man in front of him was still the love of his life and seeing him like this was not pleasing. He couldn't help himself, but he could help Brett in the little time Austin gave him with the man

Huge sobs started to shook Brett's frame while Eddy kept him in his harms and the pool of guilt expanded in his belly. He knew something was off with the man, but he didn't know it was this bad.

Eddy: "Shhh...I'm here, I'm here...just calm down now, we will talk about it later..."

Brett: "Make them stop...make them stop..."

The little voice of Brett came from his chest. Stop what?

Eddy: "Stop what Brett?"

He tried to say with the softest voice he could master to cover the fact that he was about to cry himself

Brett: "My...head there's just too many things in..."

Eddy: "Things? What type of things Brett? The mysterious man again?"

Brett: "Things...about...about...you"

Eddy: "Me?"

No. No, he couldn't do this to Eddy now. He couldn't put this little bug in his head that he was the mysterious man, he couldn't make him doubt of the last real person remained in his life. He couldn't do this to him, NOW.