[ He leans into Eddie and wraps his arms around him, turning his face into soft curls where he can hide. A shudder ripples through him and he sags in place, closing his eyes. ]
What, you spent three years watching me jump up on tables, goad your shitty little friends into trying to kick my ass, and it never once occured to you that this guy might be a little unhinged?
Stop talking about yourself like that. You're different, that's why I like you.
[ Steve settles on an idea. ]
When I realised I hadn't listened to you I felt like a turd so I went and listened to a bunch of the bands you like, as if that somehow made up for being a jerk. It was stupid, I know. Anyway, some of it made my ears bleed but the rest of it was ... it was okay. You can talk to me about your music, okay?
I also took a picture of that nerdy store you wanted to go in, the night we got wasted? Well, the night I did. I looked it up and it has game nights on Wednesdays, so even if I'm not that keen to play you can find other people to do it with. Make some friends.
[ Steve will put himself in the middle of miniatures, dice, and neckbeards if it gives Eddie the opportunity to find someone to make friends with in his dorky hobby. ]
He's always been okay with being different. Made his own family out of all the other odds and ends around Hawkins. Liked and loved himself, even if his flaws kept him up on sleepless nights.
But he's always doing the legwork. Making the effort to find and understand others.
So to say hes touched is putting it mildly. He lifts a hand, cupping Steve's cheek reverently. Those big brown eyes round with awe and affection. ]
It's.. [ oh he is slightly choked up. Clearing his throat. ] it's not stupid.
[ No one showing interest in Eddie for years really becomes obvious at moments when he isn't performing or parroting his interests to an ignorant world. A kiss meets the palm on Steve's cheek; he's a sucker for, Robin put it, those big brown doe-eyes. ]
You're beautiful.
[ That's not what he was going to say but it comes out with a smile anyway. ]
[ drawing Steve back over to his bed and sliding that pizza box off... And then once Steve is settled, he'll actually dispose of if properly. Look at him learning.
When he settles back down, he hesitates. Then, for what has to be the first time in far too long, moves to take the prosthetic off. ]
I shouldn't be sleeping with this on. [ is the mumbled explanation. But he hasn't felt safe being without a means of escape in case something were to go down. ]
[ Steve takes off his jeans, keeping his tshirt on over his boxers. He sinks down on his side and watches with a tender gaze, with Eddie's leave, as he takes the prosthetic off. Even when they've been intimate, the leg hasn't come off. ]
I can't imagine it's comfortable with sleep with on, no.
It's not great. [ he admits, with the air of someone who has known far less comfort. he scoots up the bed, leaning in for a kiss. ] Gonna be relying on you to play Harrington the Hero if anything goes bump in the night.
[ Steve looks down at the amputated leg and gently runs his hand down Eddie's thigh, tracing back and forth until he gets to the knee, the stump beneath. His calf was chewed right off while he was alive ... Gnarly. Steve swallows and fans his fingers around the end, running over scars. ]
[ it's so... Tender. Eddie shivers and has to remind himself that two emotional breakdowns in one night is two too many, closing his eyes instead and nodding. ]
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First big fight, huh.
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Look at that, a milestone. A shitty one but we're a still here.
[ kissing his cheek. ]
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Why did you want to go on a walk?
[ He hasn't forgotten to ask. ]
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So, when I get like that... It's shaking up a coke. It's gonna come out unless the pressure drops. For whatever reason, going on a long walk can help.
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He kisses him softly, a chaste Hello. ]
Maybe we should have actually dated and gotten to know each other before we started ripping each other's clothes off, huh?
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What, you spent three years watching me jump up on tables, goad your shitty little friends into trying to kick my ass, and it never once occured to you that this guy might be a little unhinged?
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If it helps, I'll tell everyone we're dating when we get back home. I don't give a damn what anyone thinks.
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Neither do I, I'm just saying man - there's a half-off sticker for a reason. Something in me is wired wrong.
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[ Steve settles on an idea. ]
When I realised I hadn't listened to you I felt like a turd so I went and listened to a bunch of the bands you like, as if that somehow made up for being a jerk. It was stupid, I know. Anyway, some of it made my ears bleed but the rest of it was ... it was okay. You can talk to me about your music, okay?
I also took a picture of that nerdy store you wanted to go in, the night we got wasted? Well, the night I did. I looked it up and it has game nights on Wednesdays, so even if I'm not that keen to play you can find other people to do it with. Make some friends.
[ Steve will put himself in the middle of miniatures, dice, and neckbeards if it gives Eddie the opportunity to find someone to make friends with in his dorky hobby. ]
Maybe tomorrow we can go visit it.
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He's always been okay with being different. Made his own family out of all the other odds and ends around Hawkins. Liked and loved himself, even if his flaws kept him up on sleepless nights.
But he's always doing the legwork. Making the effort to find and understand others.
So to say hes touched is putting it mildly. He lifts a hand, cupping Steve's cheek reverently. Those big brown eyes round with awe and affection. ]
It's.. [ oh he is slightly choked up. Clearing his throat. ] it's not stupid.
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You're beautiful.
[ That's not what he was going to say but it comes out with a smile anyway. ]
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Flattery will get you everywhere.
[ but he is bone tired. So he just leans in to kiss his boyfriend again. Lips, forehead, cheeks, eyelids. ]
Sleep in my bed tonight?
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[ He nudges him toward the bed, enjoying the fluster on Eddie. It's nice to go to bed together, maybe he owes Hargrove one after all. ]
Oh, let's tell Billy we fought into the night.
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[ drawing Steve back over to his bed and sliding that pizza box off... And then once Steve is settled, he'll actually dispose of if properly. Look at him learning.
When he settles back down, he hesitates. Then, for what has to be the first time in far too long, moves to take the prosthetic off. ]
I shouldn't be sleeping with this on. [ is the mumbled explanation. But he hasn't felt safe being without a means of escape in case something were to go down. ]
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I can't imagine it's comfortable with sleep with on, no.
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[ On the end of the kiss, he flicks a glance at Eddie's leg. ]
Can I touch, or is that a no-no?
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[ he shrugs a little. Almost mentions the fact that he's already had hands on the bones before he thinks better of it. ]
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Is this okay?
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Bedtime, babe.
[ Enough emotional whiplash for one day. ]
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I'm gonna quiz you about music tomorrow, fair warning.
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[ Steve will be the big spoon tonight. ]
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[ or something. Eddie honestly doesn't stay awake very long after steve settles in. He's just out like a light the moment he feels secure. ]