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Chapter 2: Sick

Eddy woke up, 9:30 in the morning as usual, but today it seemed like getting out of bed was extremely difficult. He felt like lying under a duvet made of lead and he was bascially stuck on the bed. His head ached as if millions of tiny explosions happening simultaneously while he couldn't even breathe for his nostrils were blocked. He hadn't been feeling well for the past few days but managed to survive without Brett noticing his excessive sneezing and coughing, but today was the day to admit his defeat.

He grabbed his phone lying on the table next to his bed then dialled Brett's number and put him on speaker phone. He knew Brett too well that by this time, he should have been awaken for half an hour and was enjoying his delicious homemade breakfast with a cup of black coffee. Originally, he just wanted to text Brett but holding up the phone felt like lifting a 10-kg weight in the gym without doing any warmup. Everything was agony.

Brett picked up his phone after 2 rings and spoke in his highly energetic voice.

"Hey bro, what's up?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to tell you I can't come over and record videos today." Eddy replied in his disgusting nasally voice.

It immediately grasped Brett's attention and his tone turned from being lively to concerned.

"Bro, you alright? Sounded like you are drowning in a toilet," Brett joked, "Do you want me to come over and bring you some takeaways?" Brett asked.
Eddy couldn't help but smile a little even though Brett couldn't see. He loved how caring Brett became every time when stuff happened to him and how meticulous he was when taking care of him.

"Nah, I'm fine, just need some sleep, that's all" Eddy drowsily said as he felt the urge of going back to sleep.

He waited for a while but there were no replies from the other side of the call.

"Brett? You still there?" Eddy whispered to the speaker. He felt himself slowly drifting back to dreamland as he waited for an answer.

"Yeah yeah, I'm still here. Just sleep and take a rest okay? Don't try to rush getting better soon, we still have plenty of reserved videos to post on Youtube and those should be enough for another week or so. Just take care of yourself man, don't stress yourself out." Brett responded in a sympathetic voice and genuinely worried.

"Mmm...okay. Sorry for bothering you... I'll see you after my sickness has driven off, 'kay? Love you." Eddy murmured out the words in slow pace

"Love you too." Brett responded with a grin, blood rushing through his face and he hung up. As soon as the conversation ended, Eddy fell asleep once again.

Brett felt sick after hearing Eddy's surprisingly ailing voice rather than his typical cheerful ones. He couldn't help but recalled Eddy's strange behaviours over the last few days. It seemed like he was out of it lately and Brett thought it's probably stress. Brett felt more and more guilty and regret for not realising his boyfriend was getting ill sooner, and making him look so oblivious. He wanted to be there, looking after Eddy as he was getting better. He grabbed his coat lying on the sofa, made sure he bring his wallet and went out the door.

Brett went out for grocery shopping in a market near his home and bought some meat and veggies. He then drove to Eddy's house and parked his car in the garage neatly. He took out Eddy's key from his pocket, slowly and quietly opening the door, making his best attempt not to wake up Eddy. They exchanged keys back when they first started dating. Just in case Eddy locked himself out or Brett was too drunk to take care of himself.

The house was dimmed since the blind masked all the sunlight trying to pass through. Brett placed the things he bought in the kitchen and tip toed upstair to peak inside Eddy's room. He was sleeping peacefully, a hint of tranquillity filled his room, he just wanted to cuddle next to him. Brett walked himself in and kneeled down next to the bed. Eddy was a heavy sleeper, wuite the opposite with Brett, who could be easily waken up even with the faintest noise. Brett place the back of his hand on Eddy's forehead, attempting to check his temperature. To his surprise, Eddy was just suffering from flu with slightly warmed body temperature. Brett sighed as a sign of relieve then lightly traced his fingers across his boyfriend's pink and tender cheek. Brett mumbled "I love you" and place a gentle kiss on his boyfriend's forehead before heading back to the kitchen to make some broth.

It was around noon when Eddy was waken up by the appealing smell of pumpkin that somehow managed to penetrate his congested nose. After resting for a while, he felt a bit better and was able to walk to the bathroom. He rubbed his eyes as he was stepping out from his bedroom door and he saw Brett, placing a bowl of orange soup on his dining table. He was shocked at first and thought it was his own imagination, maybe he just missed Brett too much. He squished his eyes tightly and shook his head for a bit, reopened his eyes and saw Brett staring at him with a delightful smile.

"Oh, love, you're awake. How're you feeling? I made you some soup, come." Brett grabbed Eddy by the wrist and led him over to the dining table before Eddy could say anything.

Taken aback, Eddy ended up staring into Brett's pupils until Brett raised a question while rubbing his hands against his smooth baby skin, "Do I have something stuck on my face?"

Eddy snapped our of his startled mind and replied, "Nono, your face looks as beautiful as ever." and kissed Brett on the cheek. "I'm just wondering am I still dreaming or what, how... why are you in my house, and uhh... more importantly, how long have you been here?"

Brett couldn't help but snickered. He saw Eddy's confused face and laughed even more. After nearly being suffocated from laughters, Brett finally managed to regain his breathe. He leaned over and took Eddy's forearm.

"Of course I will be here to take care of my aching boyfriend. What good am I if I don't even look after my babe when he is sick."

Eddy felt his face burn and let out a snort.

"I love you so much." Eddy purred and thought Brett truly was the best boyfriend in the world.