safely pinned
for @steddiemicrofic prompt 'pin'
388 words | rated m | cw: canon-typical violence, mentions of sexual content | tags: established relationship during s3, secret relationship, they're in love your honor
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As he was pinned to the ground and yelled at in Russian, all Steve could think about was Eddie.
Eddie had snuck a kiss to his cheek earlier when he stopped by to get his usual ice cream. His hand squeezed his hip before Robin had come back to the front with a new container of the strawberry flavor he'd requested.
It was risky, but Steve was getting to a point where he just didn't care anymore.
What did he have to lose really? Especially now, two Russian soldiers almost certainly ready to kill him because they were convinced he knew government secrets that he wouldn't share.
He could hear Robin yelling from the chair in the middle of the room, could feel the anguish in her tone. He couldn't do anything but take the hits, one after another and think about the way Eddie's touch was so soft.
Always so soft, even when they got rough, even when he pinned him to the bed or the wall or the floor.
Steve let his mind drift to the last time Eddie had him pinned against the bed, face down while Eddie fucked into him, kissed his neck, fingers laced with Steve's while he held them against the sheets. It wasn't quite enough to distract from the pain blossoming in his stomach and face from the most recent punches and kicks, but it was enough to get him through it.
The rest of the night was a blur of running, bathroom floors, movie screens, numbness and pain in equal measure.
And then there was Eddie, like an angel from heaven, running up to the ambulance Steve and Robin were forced to sit in while they were monitored.
"Eddie!" Steve giggled. "Robbie, look! You remember Eddie."
Robin, who had been lucky enough to not be concussed on top of the drugs, rolled her eyes and waved at Eddie, who looked about one second away from breaking down.
"Stevie, what the fuck happened?"
"I can't tell you, but I think you should take me home," Steve started to stand up, falling head first into Eddie's chest. "I'm dizzy."
Steve drifted back to thoughts of Eddie holding him, pinning him to his chest tight enough to feel safe.
He just needed to feel safe.
"I got you, sweetheart. You're safe with me."
