Way to go, spacing out so he couldn't even brew any tea by himself. He took the filled up teapot and two cups and walked over to the couch where Eddy was sitting. 
"Wanna watch a film or something? Or play some games?", Eddy asked and poured Brett and himself some tea. 
"Film sounds good!" Brett didn't think he'd be able to concentrate on winning any games in his state. Eddy set up "Princess Mononoke" and soon, they were enveloped by the opening melody, which awakened some distant childhood memories in both of them. 
"Bro, why you sitting so far away?", Eddy frowned, "Come closer! I'm not gonna bite!"
Really? Brett thought. But then again, it would be very weird considering the start of their relationship to leave a gap for two imaginary people between them, so he had no choice but to scoot closer, until Eddy reached out, laid his arm around Brett and pulled him to his side. 
He sighed deeply. "That's more like it."
Brett inhaled Eddy's scent and tried to relax into his arms. "Yeah", he simply mumbled.
"Are you okay? You seem kinda off."
"Fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, just tired. This evening has been pretty life changing so far, if you haven't noticed yet", Brett tried to weasel out. 
"True", Eddy sighed again and apparently, to Brett's great relief, letting Brett of the hook.
They'd seen that movie a thousand times, so the plot wasn't that enticing anmyore. What caught Brett's attention instead were Eddy's fingers, drawing small circles on his arm, and about half an hour into the film, on his peck, around his nipple. Brett gulped and was clearly feeling and trying to hide the effect that minute touch had on him. At some point, Eddy turned his head a little, so his lips were grazing Brett's forehead, leaving slightly wet marks here and there. 
Brett's breathing accelarated almost unnoticably, or so he hoped. 
"You're so stiff", Eddy mumbled against his hair.
Brett swallowed hard and couldn't bring himself to answer. 
"Relax..." Eddy kissed Brett's forehead just above his eye. 
On a whim and out of desparation, Brett turned his head and met Eddy's lips with his. Fuck this! He thought. If he was going to freak out, he'd at least make sure he had a good time while doing so. He was half aware that it made no sense, but not much did in his scrumbled up brain in the presence of one Eddy Chen. 
Eddy's lips moved softly around his with a satisfied hum and opened up a tiny bit, so Brett could taste Eddy's tongue against his own. Hot, wet and absolutely sweet. Brett groaned and intensified the meeting of their lips, which caused Eddy to moan and open his mouth even more to make space for their tongues to dance around each other. Their breaths mingled, short and shallow and it wasn't long until their hands were roaming on the other's upper body, trying to feel every bit of soft skin not covered by a shirt, every high and low of the others's physique. 
Brett was absolutely taken in by the kind of sorcery Eddy's lips were betwitching him with and was on the way to losing himself, when he felt Eddy's right hand softly but firmly wander down his belly, reaching the hem of his shirt and passing his waist line. 
"Wait!", Brett huffed and slightly pulled away from his love. 
Eddy's half lidded eyes, watching him attentively, were dark, his pupils clearly dilated and Brett couldn't remember having seen a more erotic image in his life ever. 
And to know that he, Brett, was the cause of this...
"Yeah?", Eddy made, his voice hoarse. A very nice tone, Brett found.
"We..."
"Is this going too fast?", Eddy asked and despite the desire clearly shown in his eyes, his tone wasn't rushed or annoyed at all. It was a genuine question, once again searching nothing but the best for Brett.
Count on Eddy to be a gentleman despite having certain needs pressing themselves to the forefront.
"I... arrgh, fuck this! I don't know! I just... I've never been with a guy!", Brett admitted, the frustration audible in his voice making everything worse. 
Instead of laughing at him or making jokes as Brett had half expected, Eddy smiled and brushed through Brett's hair, carefully, lovingly. 
"Bretty, love." Brett's heart fluttered upon hearing his name and the l-word put together. "Is that what has been bothering you? I've never been with a guy before either. You're my first and only and I'm honored I get to be you're first and only, at least up until now, too."
"As if there'd ever be another guy, or anyone really", Brett mumbled and looked away bashfully.
A bright glint mixed itself into Eddy's dark eyes. "Hey. We'll do whatever feels right to both of us, okay? No need to rush anything. We do whatever comes naturally, is that alright? And just because we got together doesn't mean we have to immediately well..." 
It was good to know Brett wasn't the only one who got flustered.
Brett nodded and actually felt a ton of weight finally leaving his shoulders for good. Eddy seemed to notice his relaxation, because he asked: "You better?"
"Yeah. I really am. Thank you. I was freaking out to be honest." He chuckled a bit at the thought of how stupidly self conscious he had felt.
" I figured. You normally would choose playing smash over a movie."
Brett slapped Eddy's shoulder. "We can always switch. I just didn't want you to suffer defeat on Christmas Eve."
"Oh Bro! It is on! I show you defeat!", Eddy exclaimed, but before he went to turn on their switch, he leaned over and kissed Brett's ear softly, before he whispered: "But just for the record. It's not like I don't WANT you. You're just too damn good at seducing me."
Brett could only gawk at his best friend, as he waltzed over to the tv with a mischievous grin.