Touch

4.

"Hello guys!" Eddy exclaimed once the camera was on and the flood of comments popped up on their screen. Brett struggled to read them all in the pace they were ticking in, but smiled at the large number of "I love you"'s. He would probably never get used to it.

"So today, we don't really have a plan", Eddy continued, turning to Brett who laughed.
"Well, nah, we haven't thought of much. Wanted to meet you guys again", Brett began and made a gesture towards the camera when he said "you guys". "We thought to suggest maybe to play something for you or have some questions or... well, something? Send us your ideas, we'll see what you guys want!" The two boys went to look at the screen, only their heads visible to the camera. This is when Brett felt Eddy grab his hand out of frame. Now, Eddy holding his hand was not the unusual thing here really. The fact that he did it while on camera was what made Brett uncertain. Was it a sign from Eddy to cut the stream short? What did it mean?
"Looks like you guys want some answers!" Eddy announced and took a step back, almost forgetting to let go of Brett's hand before stepping back into frame. Brett pulled some of his too long hair out of his face and watched the screen, only his face visible in frame.
"Send us some questions then, we'll answer some. Come one!" Brett said, trying to read the questions. Some of them were inappropriate, and he ignored those.
"Alright, here's a good one. How many hours a day do we record and how much time do we have to practice?" He turned to look at Eddy, expecting him to answer the question as Brett was the one to read it.
"Well", Eddy started, getting a joking annoyed look on his face. "SOMEONE has refused to film all w...week because he thinks I am sick...", Eddy said, meaning it as a joke and stuck his tongue out at Brett. Brett laughed at his childish answer.
"Hey hey, someone's gotta make sure you don't die of viobola, okay?" he shot back with a smile. "But nah, to answer the question, usually we film between 2 and 10 hours a day, depending on what we feel like."
"And we practice 40 hours a day, of course", Eddy added pointing to the Ling Ling 40hrs-shirt he was wearing.

Brett looked back at the messages only to see a bunch of presumably fangirls going crazy about the idea of Brett caring for sick Eddy. He didn't really know what to think about people shipping them. For the most part, he ignored the fact that people did, but when he couldn't he often found that he didn't mind. The important part was that they themselves knew what was going on between them really.
"So what's the next question, Bretty?" Eddy asked, eager to get something else to talk about. He was restless from doing nothing all week.
"Right, right, let's see what you all want to know then", Brett answered, ignoring the silly nickname Eddy used. The people watching did not, though, but he did his best to find a question in between the comments about the nickname. A question popped up, and he knew it would get a lot of attention when they uploaded the livestream as a video later on.
"Okay, here's a good one. Do we have crushes on anybody?" He looked at Eddy, whose cheeks were redder than a stop light. Brett laughed a bit. "You do, don't you?" he asked his friend teasingly.
"I uh... w...well, I... I do, but that's all I'm saying, alright?" he stuttered out with eyes not really resting on one particular spot in the room.
"Oooooooo! Interesting! I didn't know that, damn!" Brett said, really meaning it. Who could he possibly have a crush on, anyway? They had only met around four people the last three months that weren't random strangers.
"And you, Brett? Do you have a crush on anybody?" Eddy asked him, and Brett realised he had been tnking for quite a while.
"Nah, don't think so right now", he said, shrugging. Same reasoning as he pulled out when thinking about who the hell Eddy had a crush on. He couldn't think of anyone it would make sense for him to have a crush on.
"Oh, okay", Eddy mumbled, forcing a smile. "Next question then, I guess?"