G | Steve/Eddie | 431 words | ao3 link | Steddie | no cw, just sleepy boys 💤 | STWG Prompt: only one bed
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The small bed shook again, the third time in the past minute. Few minutes. Steve had no fucking idea.
He breathed out deeply but quietly, trying to relax and keep his frustration discreet. Steve buried the side of his face further into his pillow, pressing into the fabric underneath him, wishing he could just be surrounded in the still, deafening softness.
The bed shook a fourth time, and the huff that escaped was neither relaxing nor discreet, so he went ahead and pushed up to flip himself around.
"Sorry..." Eddie muttered, sitting up a bit to flip his pillow. Again.
Steve settled down and squinted his eyes open towards him, trying to figure out what the hell Eddie kept struggling with.
Eddie flopped back down, arms crossed, the position he landed in looking comfortable enough. He held it for several seconds, long enough for Steve to think he was finally comfortable, until Eddie jerked them around again, straightening them out before folding them back.
"How's this 'sleepin like th' dead'?"
"Sorry, sorry, normally it's fine, I just... trying not to... make this weird..." Eddie said, stressing 'weird' like he wasn't himself.
"Ed, 's fine."
"Yeah. Yeah, just..." Eddie tucked his arms in awkwardly, crushing them under his torso in a way Steve's never seen him do before.
Eddie shoved an arm into a different, even more painfully uncomfortable looking spot, shaking the bed again.
"Ed, I swear to god–" Steve reached out and grabbed one hand, stopping Eddie in his tracks. Steve pulled it a little and Eddie got the message, unfolding his arms and letting them lay out in front of him.
Steve let go and dropped his arm wherever felt comfortable, then closed his eyes and exhaled into his pillow.
Eddie stayed for a second, then moved a little, though not as restless as before, the bed shifting, sinking differently ever so slightly.
Steve peeked his eyes open to find Eddie much closer to him, lying openly on his back with only one hand scrunched too close against his side, eyes wide open and trained on him.
"Is this oka–"
Steve hummed into his pillow, a tired agreement.
"'Kay..." Eddie muttered, barely there. Steve reached out again and grabbed his hand, gently pulling it out to hold it in the space between them, and again Eddie understood and followed his lead.
Eddie let out a breath, finally, as his hand let go of the tension and slotted more comfortably in Steve’s hold.
The bed stayed perfectly, blissfully still as both of them finally relaxed and drifted off to sleep.
G | Steve/Eddie | 384 words | ao3 link | Steddie | no cws, just fluff! | STWG Prompt: Sweetheart ❤️
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Steve was going to die.
Keeled over in the kitchen, using the counter for support, and laughing his ass off as Eddie tried washing his tongue in the sink.
Eddie made a grouchy groan at him, giving up on talking but not on their conversation.
Steve eased down his laughing and righted himself on the counter.
"Eddie, baby, I'm sorry, but what did you think would happen?" he said, wiping amused tears with his wrist, extra careful not to get any trace of pepper juice near his eyes.
Eddie jumped into a heated ramble, but all weight it had was lost as he ranted with his tongue still out and under the water, his words a slew of vowels instead of... well, words.
Steve couldn't help the smile at Eddie's commitment to absurdity.
That, and the slight smile at the edge of Eddie's mouth that said he wasn't really mad about how dumb he was acting.
Steve leaned against the counter like he was listening and covered his mouth to stifle more laughing.
Eddie ran with it, playing up the dramatics while his head was still confined to the sink. Steve only caught a couple words here and there, but once he figured out "ee-thayal" was supposed to be "betrayal" he let out a fond sigh and opened the fridge.
"Mhm, how awful. Someone should've told you these are spicy peppers, Eddie, don't touch the pepper if you don't like spicy, Eddie."
Eddie 'speech' ramped up as Steve grabbed the milk, but he still scooched to the side out of habit when Steve needed to get to the cup cabinet.
Steve poured him a full glass and set it by the sink, then leaned back against the counter and waited for Eddie to notice it.
Eventually, Eddie paused long enough to see the glass next to his boyfriend and snatched it, taking a good few chugs before slamming the glass back on the counter and huffing dramatically.
"My hero. My savior. I am forever in your debt."
He 'swooned' and 'crashed' into Steve's chest. Steve stifled another laugh and nuzzled his cheek into his boyfriend's fluffy hair.
"Maybe just stick to listening to your sweet-tooth."
Eddie's act fell apart as he huffed his own tiny laugh and nuzzled back.
