Touch

11.

The day passed, Eddy had gone out in the afternoon to get them some takeaway for dinner and now it was nearing late evening. Brett had been feeling better eventually, and as the evening progressed he found himself on the couch, resting his head on Eddy's chest as they watched some reality show none of them really cared about. Seemed to be about some law enforcement or something like that.

"You'd look hot in a uniform like that", Eddy suddenly said, followed by a giggle, leading Brett to think he was joking.
"Damn right I would, get all the girls after me like that", Brett joked back, not seeing Eddy's faultering smile. He forced a laugh though, trying to keep his face.
"Yeah, and all the guys too", Eddy added, really thinking that he himself would probably faint from all the blood disappearing from his head to help him further down.
"Hell yeah, that's totally how that would go down", Brett replied absentmindedly, keeping his eyes on the tv. Eddy moved his eyes to the screen as well, trying to think of the mention of looking hot for girls as just a joke and nothing more. He knew he had no business being jealous like that, though. That's what he tried to tell himself at least.

"You'd probably look better in it though, I'm too short", Brett said after a while, after giving it some thought. "Could probably get your crush interested by wearing that." The relief of being in a position where Brett couldn't see his face almost overshadowed the butterflies threatning to break out of Eddy's stomach.
"You think so? Maybe I should try that", Eddy said, attempting to surpress the too kinky scene that popped into his head. It would be an exceptionally bad time for his body to react to something like that, as Brett probably would feel it pressing against his back.

"Is your crush into stuff like that though?", Brett asked, tilting his head back against Eddy's shoulder to see his reaction. He laughed a bit at how red Eddy's cheeks became from the question.
"We uh... haven't really talked about... that stuff before, I think..." Eddy stuttered, not really sure how to answer that question without just asking him for the answer.
"Huh, could still be anyone then, from that reply", Brett said, sounding disappointed, as if he expected to learn who it was from knowing if Eddy's crush liked men in uniforms.

Eddy couldn't help but smile a bit at Brett's blindness in the matter. It was imcredible he hadn't figured it out yet.
"So you have no suspects, then?" he inquired, and stroke some of Brett's hair away from his face with gentle fingers. His mind went back to the thought of how far he could take it before he noticed anything, but his nerves stopped him from going further than that for now.
"Well, it's been narrowed down a bit since you told me they were in the group last night, and I don't think you'd fall for just anyone." Brett's eyes moved back to the tv again, enjoying the light tickle of Eddy's fingertips running through his hair. It felt nice.
"Nah, he's not just anyone. You're right about that", Eddy said, getting nervous he'd talked himself into having to spill the tea now. In a way, he didn't really mind, but the nervousness was still stopping him from just blurting it out.
"That still leave like at least a handful of candidates, though, two who I suspect slightly more than the rest." Eddy laughed nervously at the statement. A handful? Had he even included himself in that handful, or was this a handful of other people? He didn't seem to really suspect himself at all, though. Was he actually blind?

Brett let out a huge yawn. "I guess I'll just have to see next time we hang out with people", he mumbled, moving to rest his head on Eddy's chest again instead of his shoulder. "Maybe we should invite some people over sometime, to give me the opportunity to figure it out?"
Eddy couldn't help but laugh a bit at the irony, and carefully placed a kiss on the top of his head.
"Sure, we can do that if you think that'll help", he said, hoping the kiss wasn't too obvious.
"Alright", Brett mumbled while struggling to keep his eyes open as he was getting more comfortable.
"Just sleep, it's fine", Eddy whispered, stroking his hair gently.
"Okay", Brett mumbled, and seconds later he was sound asleep.