For the first few nights of their relationship, Eddie is the little spoon. He and Steve both shuffle into that position without discussion; Steve curled tight around him, their hands linked and pressed against Eddie's bare chest, legs tangled together.
On the fifth day, Eddie walks in to Steve's room to find him fast asleep on top of the covers, curled up on his side, still in his work clothes. Eddie shucks his shirt off and slides onto the bed behind him, tucking an arm around his waist. Steve presses back against his chest, humming happily in his sleep, and it doesn't take long for Eddie to drop off next to him.
When Eddie wakes, it's because he's shaking. It takes him a second to get his bearings, but he soon realizes that Steve is sobbing.
"Shit, sweetheart," he mumbles, pushing up onto one elbow. He brushes Steve's hair back with his free hand, shushing him quietly. "Hey, now. Talk to me, baby."
But Steve doesn't have words. He cries and cries, alternating between pushing back against Eddie and pulling away.
Eventually, Eddie gently rolls Steve over and pulls him to lie against his chest. "It's okay," he whispers. "It's okay, Steve. It's okay. I've got you."
Fresh tears roll down Steve's cheeks. Eddie does his best to wipe them away, does his best to figure out what's going on. He cups Steve's cheek in one hand, and presses soft kisses across his forehead. "Talk to me, baby. Please."
Steve takes a sharp breath; shakes his head a bit. "I've just- never been held like that before. Always me doing the- holding- Caught me off guard. Didn't- don't- Sorry- Stupid-"
Eddie heart breaks. He kisses Steve gently and manouevres them back into their previous position, with Steve as the little spoon once more. "Like this, yeah?" Eddie asks, curling as much of his body around his boyfriend as he can.
"Please no apologies, Stevie. I've got you."
And he does. They lie like that for hours, Steve crying off and on, Eddie pressing kisses to the top of Steve's head and reminding him how loved he is - how loved he deserves to feel. As time goes on, Steve relaxes into the hold more and more.
Eddie makes sure Steve is little spoon damn near every night after that.
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