24

Eddy had never been this nervous about traveling before, and yet here he was on his way to Brett's house with his suitcase and violin. In his suitcase he had two sets of sheet music, the Navarra by Sarasate and some new piece by a local Norwegian composer. He didn't know how to pronounce the title properly, so he wouldn't try, and the composer's name was even worse. No need to ruin someone's name. The piece was nice to play, a bit modern for Eddy's taste perhaps, but appearently based on the Sarasate piece. The two would go well together at the concert.

He checked the time on his phone while strolling down the street. A few minutes still until he had planned to meet Brett at his house. They hadn't really been together the way Eddy wanted since that day, but Eddy had explained that for himself with all the rehearsals the two of them had needed for this concert before meeting the orchestra. The first few days of rehearsal, Eddy had tried to be close to Brett after packing their instruments, but he had pulled away, saying he was tired and needed sleep. He felt like an old married couple already, only three weeks into their... thing? They hadn't really referred to each other as being in a relationship yet, and especially not as boyfriends. But anyway, shouldn't the first few weeks be some kind of honeymoon phase?The rolling of his suitcase against the tarmac surface was annoying Eddy. It was another B flat. What was the deal with the B flats showing up everywhere, anyway? Did they live in some kind of B flat realm?

He got to Brett's house, knocked once, and let himself in."Morning, Bretty!" he said loudly before listening for the older's movements around the house."Here", he heard from the kitchen, and he followed the sound of his angelic voice. The sight of the older man forced Eddy to take a deep breath as to not immediately be all over him. His hair was messy, his shirt was baggy and the sweatpants he was wearing was obviously Eddy's."I love it when you look so messy", Eddy admitted out loud while putting his violin case next to the suitcase on the floor. He himself had been all dressed for a while now in the usual denim jacket, a pink hoodie and the same white trousers he had been wearing for their first date."Thanks, I'm very obviously behind in my preparations for our flight", he responded flatly. Eddy was slightly taken aback by the response, but attributed it to Brett being stressed about the flight. They only had half an hour until they needed to leave anyway, and Brett was cooking some eggs for breakfast."Do you want some help with that?" Eddy asked before sneaking his arms around Brett's waist from behind and kissing his cheek. Brett immediately let himself out of his embrace and handed Eddy the spatula. "If you don't mind?" Immediately after handing over the spatula he ran up to the bedroom to get dressed, while Eddy was left to look after the eggs. It seemed Brett had made enough for both of them, which made Eddy smile to himself. He did care, he was just stressed out.