Three days ago, Eddy went to Singapore. Some friend asked him for help, and Eddy agreed. So now Brett was working by himself because he decided to stay home. But he'd never really understood until now how much he needed Eddy's presence in his life.

Brett woke up and thought for a second that he can hold Eddy's hand. But Eddy wasn't there. He took a deep breath and moved to the other side of the bed. Then he stood up and walked to the bathroom. In the mirror, he saw his own dull eyes. He smiled to himself and felt a little better. Then he, as always, made two cups of coffee, and only then, Brett realised that nobody will drink the cup of coffee, which he put on the opposite side of the table. It was 7 AM for Brett, but 5 AM for Eddy, so Brett had to eat his breakfast alone.

He went to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and came to the shop. It was dark and quiet. Only when the customers came, with people around him, Brett forgot about Eddy for a while. Brett was talking a bit more than usual with the customers and tried not to stay by himself again, waiting for Eddy to wake up and text him.
Near 11 AM Brett's phone buzzed, notifying him that someone sent him a message.

"Excuse me," Brett said to a customer and went to a cash register. He unlocked his phone and opened the message.

Eddy:
"Good morning, love"

Brett smiled and tapped the answer fast.

Brett:
"Good morning. How are you?"
Eddy:
"Just woke up. I'm gonna go back tonight"
Brett:
"Oh, finally. I miss you so much"
Eddy:
"Miss you too"

Brett wanted to say something else, but then he saw all the customers in the shop and decided to go back to work.

Brett:
"Sorry, I have to go. Love you"
Eddy:
"Good luck! Love you <3"

And only then Brett felt happy and couldn't hide his smile. He just needed to wait until tomorrow.

***

Eddy felt the same. He texted Brett as soon as he woke up. They called each other on FaceTime every evening after work, but Eddy wanted to hug and kiss Brett so badly. He sent Brett numerous photos, so Brett's phone was vibrating every five minutes almost all day (and sometimes at the night too). Eddy wanted Brett to be here and see everything. But Brett was at home, far away from Eddy, helping musicians and keeping their lighthouse emit the light.

Eddy was glad to help his friends with their project, and he liked being here, meeting all these people. But without Brett, all these things became less bright and colourful.

***

Day dragged unbelievably slowly, so when the evening finally came, Brett was very tierd. He wanted to see Eddy, but with every minute time was gettimg slower and slower. At 6 PM Brett finaly closed the door and took his phone. He called Eddy and turned on the camera. Eddy picked up almost immediatly.

"Hello!" he said. Someone was talking loudly in the back, so Eddy went into the other room.
"Hi!" Brett smiled. He didn't really know what to say. He just wanted to see Eddy, he didn't need a reason.

Eddy went in some dark and quiet room, turned on the lights and closed the door.

"I can't live with them anymore. They're so loud. I wanna go home, it's so quiet there," Eddy thought about something. "Well, when we don't laugh or scream for no reason."

They both smiled and looked at each other.

"How are you?" Eddy asked gently.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired. People ask about you," Brett stood up and turned the big light off, so only the dim one remained.
"Aww, cute. I've already packed all my things. We're going to the airport soon," someone opened the door and said something to Eddy. "Oh, I have to go. I'll be home very soon."
"Be careful," Brett said, feeling both happy and sad at the same time. Eddy's on his way home, but at the same time, he has to hang up. "I love you," Brett said smiling.
"I love you more," Eddy smiled too. "Say hi to Patricia for me, she looks good."

Patricia was the cello behind Brett, who was still sitting in the shop, so he turned to the instument and patted it softly. Eddy laughed.

"So... Good night," Brett said as he turned back to his phone.
"Good night, love."

***

Brett didn't sleep well that night. He was too excited about Eddy's return. About three in the morning, Brett walked to the kitchen, made a cup of tea, and looked in the window. But the only thing he saw was his own reflection in the glass because it was dark outside.
20 minutes later, he went back to bed and tried to sleep again.

***

Eddy woke up because of voices. The plane landed safely, and people were ready to go. Most of them were smiling, excited to meet people they love, who were waiting for them at the airport. Eddy smiled too. Brett was waiting for him at home.
It was quite cold outside, but the sun just began to rise, so Eddy almost stopped near the airport, looking at the quiet streets.
And only in the taxi, Eddy's heart started beating faster and faster, and his hands trembled a little because of excitement. Eddy realised that he would see Brett in a few minutes. Eddy took a deep breath and looked to the window. It was near 6 am, everything felt right.

***

The door closed. Brett opened his eyes slowly. He listened carefully and heard the movements. He got up quickly and walked to the entrance of the flat, smiling. Eddy tried to be as quiet as possible and moved slowly and carefully. But he heard Brett's footsteps and sighed.

"I didn't mean to wake y—" Eddy's apology was interrupted by Brett's tight hug. They were staying in silence for a moment, listening to eachother's breathing and heartbeats.
"Good morning," Brett looked into Eddy's eyes. Then rose slightly on his tiptoes and moved closer. Eddy smiled and kissed Brett slowly and softly.