Steve, upon falling in love with Eddie, almost immediately becomes Wayne's emergency contact. It's not that Wayne doesn't trust Eddie. He does. He's a great kid, an excellent person. He just also has a tendency to...not be where you need him. And that's fine most of the time. Kid gets stuff done, always helps pay the rent, does his chores all that.
But. Wayne's not getting any younger and he's still working despite Steve's attempts to get him to hang up the old toolbelt. He's probably right but Wayne isn't ready. Can't imagine all that empty time.
And his Harrington boy? He's there every weekend, checking fixtures and changing lightbulbs. Cooking meals to store in Wayne's freezer even though he insists he's got enough food in there to last him through the apocalypse. He mother hen's over Eddie too, making sure he sleeps enough, eats a vegetable or two. So it feels like the right choice to just switch over the name on all his forms.
When he asks Steve, though, the boy's face goes ashen. He has to sit down. He tears up and won't look at Wayne. Eddie sees him, sighs, and comes to the rescue, standing between Steve's legs and pulling his head against his chest. Embracing him hard, making soothing noises.
Wayne waits silently for a moment then apologizes. He's screwed up somewhere and he feels pretty bad about it.
"Oh, no," Eddie laughs when he sees Wayne's face. "This is a happy freak out. Steve's not used to having family. Sometimes it takes him a moment when he remembers."
And suddenly, Wayne has to stand up and take a moment outside. Smoke half a cigarette with his boot kicked up against the side of the trailer. Wouldn't do to make the boys see him cry, too.
So. Yeah. Steve is his emergency contact. But both his sons always show up when anything happens.
