“online fandom bestie that you once shared intense intimacies with but don’t really talk to anymore simply bc we drifted into new blorbo obsessions” is such a specific type of relationship that has to be impossible to explain to anyone who hasn’t experienced it
“I mean it’s a big deal if Steve Harrington thinks I’m cool, that kind of makes me cooler than prom king-”
“I was never prom king you asshole, shut up,” he laughs, crossing his arms over his chest.
“C’mere,” Eddie replies, smiling at him. Steve’s face is still pink, but it’s hard to tell if that’s from the ride or from other factors. Eddie wants a closer look.
And there’s no one around out here. Just Eddie and Steve, and the bike and the sunset and the trees by the quarry. Just the quiet, the comfortable kind.
Steve scuffs his feet but wanders over, stands by the front of the bike, fidgeting. He runs a hand over the handlebars. Wrinkles his nose at some of the bugs squashed on the front head lamp- try as he might, cleaning that thing is a Sisyphian task, Eddie thinks. Summer’s bugs are destined to die on my motorbike.
“You don’t need to be jealous, anyway,” Eddie tells him. “I told you already that I’ll take you out whenever you like. Especially now that I know you think I look cool on it-”
“You’re so- you’re never gonna let that one go, are you?”
“Nope,” Eddie grins, reaching out to twist a hand in Steve’s shirt and pull him closer still.
Steve glances away- and yep, the pink in his cheeks is definitely from influences other than the wind, it’s darker now.
“Since I look so cool-”
“Jesus- shut up, Munson-”
“-can I have a kiss?”
Steve blinks, then looks at him. The bravado Eddie’s been wearing like a shield begins to dissipate a little- Steve still makes him so nervous. Unsure.
“Will you stop talking if I give you one?”
“That’s up to you, big boy.”
Steve huffs, but leans in, smiling. He cups Eddie’s jaw, positioning him gently to press their lips together. They’ve kissed often enough now that Eddie’s beginning to learn him- anticipate what Steve wants, knows what feels good. There’s less of that nervous rush to work out what either of them likes, just slow and easy, still stirring tendrils of want low in his gut. When Steve opens his mouth in a sigh, Eddie twists a hand into his hair, humming quietly, licking into his mouth. He tastes like-
“Twizzlers?” Eddie mumbles, breaking the kiss and laughing softly when Steve chases him, leaning forward and trying to re-capture his mouth.
“What? Like you don’t snack at work?”
Eddie answers him by pulling him back in again, kissing him slow and gentle, stroking his thumb against Steve’s neck. Time vanishes again into the distance, he’s just lost in Steve; the way he tastes and feels under his hands and the way he smells and the soft noises he makes when Eddie wraps his other hand around his waist, squeezes his hip. He pulls back eventually, eyes closed. Presses a few more soft, closed-mouth kisses against Steve’s lips, then his cheeks, nose, forehead. Tenderness rages like a summer storm in his chest, furious and unrelenting.
Steve exhales, pressing their foreheads together.
“You’re so…” he trails off, hushed. Eddie hums. “So cool?” he whispers, hopefully.
Steve scoffs. “So lame.”
“You’ll have to do better than that if you want to scare me off, Harrington. Lame is a pretty tame insult, I’m afraid.”
“I don’t want to scare you off,” Steve admits, glancing away shyly.
Steve's dad being an asshole and at some point in his life saying to Steve, "I hope one day you have a kid just like you so you can finally know the disappointment you are to me."
Years later, as Eddie and Steve watch their newborn daughter sleep in her crib the first night they bring her home, Eddie holds him lovingly and says, "I hope she grows up to be just like you, baby. She's gonna be the sweetest kid."
Eddie has no idea why Steve started to cry, but he holds his husband anyway and doesn't let go.
Robin's parents being wary of Steve but immediately welcoming Eddie in has Steve going, 'Wtf, Melissa. He was wanted for multiple murders two weeks ago.'
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