It seemed as though Brett Yang's plan on making Eddy Chen jealous worked. Except, it backfires on Brett when Eddy's not jealous of the fact that Brett is with another man, rather jealous of Brett because the other man is Hyung and Eddy had confessed to Brett that he liked Hyung for so long now. Brett was crushed but he still vowed to help Eddy with the date that he wants with Hyung. (part one)

Third Person POV

This will work this time. Brett knows it. He finally got Hyung to agree to make Eddy jealous. He knows, it seemed as though he's making it much more complex for everyone but Brett can't seem to tell Eddy the truth. He wanted to be brave and tell Eddy but every time he tried to, the words seem to never leave his tongue.

So, here he is in Sydney, in a club where Brett has Hyung dance in front of him, basically grinding on him. Eddy was in their booth and it seemed as though Brett's plan was working. Maybe by the end of the night, Eddy and him will find ourselves in Brett's apartment, tangled in sheets and cuddling with their emotions finally settled. Maybe Brett's asking for too much but with the way Eddy's looking at him, he could maybe get his hopes up.

The song that Brett couldn't be bothered to know the title of was finished and they came back to the booth. Eddy was still looking at Brett with seething anger in his eyes. Brett smirked at the thought of Eddy being jealous. Hyung sat down next to Brett and didn't keep a distance between them. Eddy had his fists clenched but he painted a smile on his face.

Yes, my plan is working.

Brett thought as he observed the younger man. He smiled to himself and looked up at Hyung. Hyung had mirrored the smile that was dancing playfully at Brett's lips. It was an unspoken thing but they felt as though they succeeded a little. Brett brought up a drink to his lips, nor intending to get drunk. He just needed a little bit of liquid courage to tell Eddy what he had truly felt for the boy for so long now.

As for Eddy? Eddy just felt as though his jealousy had sizzled into a headache the moment he saw the two look at each other and smile like that. He wanted to be Brett at that moment, to know what it might feel for Hyung to smile at him like that. That sweet, sweet smile only directed to him. He ignored the pain that stabbed his chest and downed another drink. In the hopes that all the pain he felt would just drown in the numbing alcohol.

The rest of the night was a blur to all of them.

The end of the night, Brett was glad that the club was a walking distance from his apartment. They sent Hyung off to an Uber that he had ordered and they were left to walk back to the apartment. Brett was really nervous about this. Will Eddy tell him the truth or will he be able to confess?

They were almost back at the his apartment and Brett was a bit disappointed. Maybe he did need to tell Eddy what he truly felt. He was about to open the apartment door until Eddy spoke up.

"Can we stay here for a while? I have to confess something to you." Eddy said straightforwardly. Brett felt his heart skip at beat at those words.

"Sure... Just tell me what you need to and take your time." Brett said, smiling at the younger. This was the moment that Brett was waiting for. After a few moments of contemplation, Eddy spoke up.

"I just wanted to say that, uh, I was so jealous of you tonight. I'm sorry if I ruined your date with Hyung..." Eddy said, breathing in deeply.

"I'm not with Hyung... We're just friends." Brett said, feeling his heartbeat quicken.

"So, that means I have a chance?" Eddy asked, relieved and happy about the news. Brett was at a lost of words.

"Of course." Brett said, slowly closing his eyes. He was expecting a kiss from Eddy but he didn't know that the younger man's next words will break him.

"So, could you help me with asking Hyung?"

Brett opened his eyes in shock.

"Oh, you like Hyung?"

"Yeah, I've liked him for quite a while now, I was going to ask him to dance tonight but apparently you two had other plans... Could you help me?"

"Of course. I'll see what I can do, okay? Let's go in, we might freeze our asses off." Brett said opening the door. He was disappointed, to say nonetheless. He couldn't say anything more as Eddy was stripping off of his clothes.

They had agreed to sleep on Brett's bed together this morning. Brett didn't know how he'd deal with it but he will. He did the same thing as Eddy did and lied down on the bed, brooding. After a few moments, he had felt the bed move and a warm body next to him.

There was still a distance set between them and it hurt Brett. He really thought that tonight was the night that he'd finally tell Eddy. Well, it does seem like Brett wasn't as deserving as Hyung to be Eddy's. It was sad but it's the truth.

I mean, look at Hyung. A Julliard graduate, a cello soloist, tall, good-looking, smart and funny; he was basically the opposite of regular old Brett. He was just the best friend. Brett looked out his window as he felt his best friend's breath even out. He was now sleeping, the warmth of his body radiating under their shared blanket.

Brett didn't know what to do but cry. He always knew that he wasn't deserving of Eddy's love but he didn't think that it would hit him really hard. He tried so hard to not sob loudly, the pillow he was hugging was muffling the sounds he was making. The realization dawns on him: Eddy Chen was never going to love him the way he does.

Yes, he already thought of the concept so many times to avoid himself from getting hurt but it's still afflicting him deeply. Brett wiped the tears away and smiled bitterly. Eddy doesn't need a best friend that's pining for his love, he needs a best friend that is reliable. So, Brett Yang had made a decision. He cannot be selfish anymore. After that thought, he just fell asleep. He needed to escape these thoughts and he just hoped that he wouldn't dream of the man who is sleeping next to him.

The next morning, Brett was still tired despite sleeping. Eddy was still in his dreamland and Brett didn't want to bother him, so he crawled out if bed carefully. He grabbed his hoodie and phone, went out to the kitchen to make coffee. As he was waiting for the coffee to brew, he decided to dial up Hyung.

"Hey, Hyung. Good morning." Brett said, sleepily.

"You sound so tired. Had fun last night?"

"Yeah, about that... I didn't tell him that I love him."

"What?"

"Yeah, I couldn't. He confessed to me that he was indeed jealous but only because I was close to you."

"Oh, Brett... I'm really, really sorry about that."

"It's cool. Is it bad that I was kinda expecting rejection?"

"Nah, you're just thinking of the worst things."

"About that... He asked me if you would be willing to go on a date with him." Brett said, unsure when to drop the news so he just does. He might forget to ask Hyung.

"Brett, don't be a martyr for his sake!"

"But... I'm not being a martyr! I'm being a best friend. I'm doing what's best for him."

"Look, why don't you just tell him? If you don't tell him I will." Hyung threatened.

"I don't want him to be awkward around me. I mean, were just starting TwoSet and I really don't want to lose him..." Brett said honestly, he breathes through his nose deeply. "Look, would you please just go on a date with Eddy? I know I already owe you a lot but I'll repay them..." He said, pouring coffee on his mug.

"I wouldn't be able to stand that knowing that you've been in love with him for a decade now!"

"Wait, it's been a decade? I never realized that."

"Okay, here's an agreement. I will only say yes to the date if you'll tell him how you feel for him."

Brett stopped on his tracks. Tell Eddy what he feels? He really wanted Eddy to be able to date Hyung but it will cause him telling Eddy what he truly feels. Brett closed his eyes and sighed. He wasn't going to be selfish anymore.

"It's not a fair agreement but yes. Just please let him take you out for a date first before I tell him. I don't want to burden him with the confession if you're going to date..."

"Brett, you know that's very much impossible, right? I already have someone in mind."

"I know, but still. I want him to enjoy your date together. You really make him happy, Hyung."

"But you deserve to be happy too, Brett."

"It sounds terribly cliche but if he's happy then so am I... I just don't want to be selfish anymore." Brett admitted.

"It's not being selfish, Brett. You're such a martyr that you might as well have it as your second name."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll just tell him you said yes and I'll see you soon."

"Bye, Brett. Remember the agreement, okay?"

Hyung hung up and Brett was still overthinking. He did the right thing, right? He wasn't being selfish anymore, right? He was doing this for his best friend's happiness, right? He sighed and drank his now cold coffee. He washed the mug put it on the dish rack. Eddy walked in with messy hair and but he looked happy.

"Good morning, Brett." Eddy said, smiling brighter than the morning sunshine.

"Good morning." Brett tried to say in the same time, hoping that his voice wouldn't fail him. "I got you a date with Hyung." Brett added.

"Really? Thank you, thank you, thank you so much Brett! I could kiss you right now!" Eddy exclaimed, hugging the shit out of his best friend and peppered his face with wet kisses.

Brett just hoped that Eddy couldn't feel the way his heart was pounding against his chest, or maybe how his heart was shattering into a million pieces. Brett hugged him back and smiled. This was the happiness that he was telling Hyung about.

"You have to discuss the details with him, though."

"I know, I know. Thank you, Brett. You're the best friend I could ever ask for." Eddy said, eyes going soft and dreamy. He was smiling so sweetly at Brett and Brett tried to mirror that smile. He was just wishing that this mask of his wouldn't reveal what he will eventually have to say to Eddy.

Brett was yet again reminded of where he truly stands in Eddy's life. He was a best friend. He should have never strived to be more or think to be more. He was always okay about it but something about this was different.

The position as a best friend was much more secure than a boyfriend. Hell, Brett Yang might be lucky that Eddy called him that. He was just, for a moment, tired of pretending that he could handle being just a best friend.

"You could let me go now, you know. I need a shower." Brett said, covering up his pain with a banter.

"Oh, okay, go ahead."

Brett almost ran back to his room, suppressing another round of tears that are threatening to spill.