Touch

92.

Brett loved watching Eddy run around and look at the buildings, the statues, the souvenir shops. Every time he turned to Brett with a smile it made the money he put into the trip worth it.

"Do you think we should have an Eiffel Tower Christmas ornament for our Christmas tree?" Eddy suggested, holding up the little silver glittery Eiffel Tower for Brett to see. He couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll buy it for you if you want it, but it's a bit... What's the word, tacky?" Brett snorted and Eddy pretended to be offended.

"Excuuuuuse meee," he giggled as Brett snuck his arms around his waist. "You daaare say the Eiffel Tower is TACKY, huh? In Paris? You're a brave man, Yang."

He had to stop his playful rant when Brett kissed him, ignoring the shopkeeper who stared in disbelief.
"Well, if you want it..." Brett said with a grin and Eddy playfully slapped his arm.

"God, I'm just joking. It's super tacky," he laughed, placing it back on the shelf. "I'd much rather get some postcards or maybe even a mug or something."

"Postcards don't break in the suitcase," Brett pointed out, hinting to the broken cup Eddy had gotten for his mom while they were in Sweden on tour. Or was it Norway? Didn't matter, but his face was long when he opened the paper he had wrapped it in when they got home and found the viking cup shattered.

"That is a very good point," Eddy nodded, looking over at the variety of t-shirts as well. "Maybe a postcard AND a t-shirt? But wearing a tourist t-shirt is so tacky..."

Brett let his boyfriend decide for himself if he wanted a t-shirt, a cup, a postcard or all three. He'd buy it for him anyway.

"I think the hoodies are nice, though," Eddy sighed and pointed to a pastel yellow hoodie with a picture of the Eiffel Tower on it.

"You'd look super cute in that yellow," he mumbled, mostly to himself, but Eddy quickly lit up.

"You think so? Maybe I should get one?" he suggested, and Brett nodded in agreement. "But you know, you should get the pink one with the Arc de Triomphe on then. We could match."

Brett couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah? Isn't that a bit tacky?" he asked as he looked through the row of hoodies to see if they even had his size. They only had a size too large.

"Who cares, we'll be super cute," Eddy grinned, pulling out the one in a larger size for him. "Besides, if you get a larger size, I can steal it when you grow tired of it."

"So THAT'S your plan, huh?" Brett laughed, taking the hoodie from him to look at it. "If I am getting this for myself, I'm getting it for me. You can have your own, you know."

Eddy made a pouty face and crossed his arms, looking like a sulking kid.
"But Bretty, you always look so cute stealing my clothes. I wanna look cute while stealing your clothes too."

Their eyes met for a moment, Brett trying to decide if he should joke it off or blush at the compliment. Eddy's pout slowly turned into a warm smile.

"Alright, I'm getting it, but let me wear it a bit before you steal it at least," he laughed, turning to find a yellow hoodie for Eddy. "I was planning to steal yours eventually, anyway."