Archive of Our Own

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Eddie had always had a thing for Steve Harrington, how the hell could he not? When the man was surely the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, along with how amazing he was, so kind and caring, he protected the people he loved. Eddie liked him way before he knew Steve actually had a kind heart and was a good person, who cared about other people, his friends, and would go to insane lengths to keep them safe.

So when Eddie got to really know him, and see him for his true self, beyond just his pretty face, how could he not fall in love? It was just a shame Steve was basically the straightest guy alive. But Eddie would take being his friend over nothing, he'd push his silly little feelings for the other man down deep, because Steve Harrington could never like Eddie like that, but a man could dream.

Eddie was in his room sketching something in his notebook, he doesn't hear his front door open, doesn't even hear the footsteps of someone making their way to his room, too focused on the piece of art he's creating, when suddenly there's two cases of beer's being slammed down on his desk, making him jump and turn around in his seat to see a smug looking Steve Harrington.

"Sorry," he says, not looking sorry at all. "You didn't even hear me come in, I had to scare you." Eddie glared at him, though he wasn't actually upset. "Your lucky you brought beer or your ass would be kicked out." Your lucky your the most beautiful guy I've ever seen and I'm in love with you, is what he really meant. Steve rolled his eyes at the comment, instead taking interest in what Eddie was drawing. "Whatcha working on, Ed's?" Eddie's heart fluttered at the nickname, Steve uses it often but he's still not used to it.

"Just, uh.. it's a DnD thing. You wouldn't really get it." Steve hums in acknowledgement. "Maybe not, but I did get these beers for us." He picks up the case and gently wiggles it, making the beers clink together. "If your interested." He adds. "Shut up, Stevie, you know I'm interested." That had multiple meanings, but Steve didn't need to know that. Didn't need to know how desperately in love with him Eddie was.

"C'mon then, baby. You always complain about my movie picks, so let's watch something of yours." Eddie's brain stopped functioning when Steve called him baby. Of course he meant it as a joke, clearly having no clue what it meant to Eddie, how it affected him, though he tried to brush it off and remain cool and calm. "Sure thing, Harrington, go wait in the living room for me while I put my stuff up, yeah?"

Steve nodded, and with the case's of beers, he made his way out of Eddie's room. Eddie just said that as an excuse to be alone for a moment. He needed to gather himself, to remind himself that Steve was straight and would most likely kick his ass if he found out about Eddie's crush on him, nonetheless if he found out Eddie was gay. After recomposing himself, he put the notebook away and gathered as much confidence as he could before striding out into his living room.

But that all faltered the second he saw Steve, sitting on his couch with his legs spread wide open, taking up most of the couch with his sinfully tight fitting jeans. Jesus christ, was he trying to kill Eddie? He had to be. This was torture. Nervous as he was, he went and sat down beside Steve, leaving barely any distance between them. Steve glanced at him with a soft smile that had Eddie going red in the face. Steve pressed play on the film, then handing Eddie an open beer and settling with his own.

He put an arm around Eddie and casually pulled him a bit closer. They usually did this, they were just those kinds of friends, Eddie told himself. Steve didn't seem to think it was weird and Eddie had no problem at all with the unexpected intimacy, so he wasn't complaining. And if Steve didn't say anything about it, neither would he. He could only assume Steve was like this with the rest of his friends. It's just how he is.

"What do you think of the movie so far, Ed's?" Steve asked, leaning closer to Eddie's face for a moment, Eddie felt himself tensing up, he could feel Steve's hot breath on his cheek. "It- uh.." he hadn't really been paying to much attention to the movie honestly, how could he when Steve had been rubbing at his shoulder, slow, soothing circles. The contact made him feel like he was on fire. "It's good. Yeah. I like it." He took a big sip of his beer, hoping it would soon chill him the fuck out. Steve hummed in acknowledgement and they fell back into a comfortable silence, continuing with drinking their beers until they finished and started on their second ones.

Steve's hand slowly stilled on Eddie's shoulder, traveling up to his hair and gently carding through it. Eddie felt himself let out a soft breath, mentally cursing at himself for it. Do not make this situation weird, Eddie. He's your friend, friend. But Steve heard him. "Does that feel nice?" He asked, his voice low, and god, what that did to Eddie. Fuck, stop it. Focus on the fucking movie. "Mhm, s'nice." He still felt so tense, and Steve was so observant, knew him so well, he picked up on it. "Ed, you ok? You feel really stiff." He felt himself nodding instantly. "Y- yeah, sorry." He forced himself to loosen up, melting into Steve's side.

They were on their third beers now, Eddie felt a bit buzzed and the electricity he felt with Steve was still there. Eddie's body was on fire with Steve's pressing against him, his hands were so soft in his hair, and it felt so nice. He let out a slow sigh, his head leaning on Steve's shoulder, his eyes started to droop, but he forced himself to stay awake. Steve's hand got caught in one of Eddie's tangles. He should brush his hair more, but, it gets crazy when he does that. Steve tried to pull his hand back, but that just tugged on Eddie's hair, causing him to let out an involuntary whine. "Fuck, Stevie, ow!" Steve slid his hand out of Eddie's hair before apologizing.

"Sorry, Ed's. We gotta get that mane of yours under control." He joked, but now Eddie was imagining Steve messing with his hair, pulling it. Steve didn't go back to playing with his hair, much to Eddie's dismay, but instead, his hands found their way to Eddie's waist, sliding down slowly to the hem of his shirt, where it was barely showing his stomach. He felt his pants get tighter as Steve rested his hand on Eddie's bare skin, rubbing the skin there so sweetly.

His mind was going crazy, he needed more beer. He was trying his hardest to calm himself down, glancing down at the slight buldge in his pants, thank god for his black pants, they helped to hide it, especially in the low lighting of Eddie's living room. Eddie hesitantly rested his head back on Steve's shoulder, feeling the man above him rest his head atop Eddie's. That made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he forgot about his boner until it went away.

They had finished all the beers by now and Eddie felt his mouth running before he was able to stop himself. "I like it when you play with my hair." He admitted, looking at Steve with dreamy eyes as he bit his lip. "Oh yeah?" Steve glanced at him with a playful smirk that made Eddie wanted to kiss him so badly. "Mhm, feels s'good." Fuck, he should stop. He should shut up, but he couldn't. "Your hands are really nice." Steve let out a soft chuckle beside him. "Your cute when your like this, Ed's." Eddie felt himself pout. "How come you hold your alcohol better then me?" Steve shrugged. "More experience, probably." That made sense, but Eddie still couldn't shut up.

"Your really pretty, Stevington." Steve grinned at that, but Eddie was sure he must've looked like a lovesick fool. God he felt so pathetic, pining over his straight best friend. What kind of friend was he? People don't have sex dreams about their friends, they don't jack off to the thought of bending their friends over or being bent over by them. Don't think about them constantly, about how pretty they are, how sweet and kind and caring, and beautiful, and- "What are you thinking about, Ed?" Shit, Eddie get it the fuck together. That's disgustin. Don't think about him like that, especially when he's right beside you.

"Nothing, just you." He did not mean to say that at all. What the fuck was up with him tonight? "Just me?" Steve turned towards him, giving Eddie his full attention, he lifted a curious brow and waited for Eddie to elaborate. "Just, uh.. how sweet you are." He shrugged, his eyes squeezing shut at what he said. If he could make a clone of himself to punch him, he would. How hadn't Steve seen through him yet? He had to get himself under control because surely if Steve found out about his supposedly straight best friends gay feelings towards him, he'd freak the fuck out and run away, probably tell the whole town what a disgusting freak Eddie was. He felt like shit, the alcohol was starting to settle in his system uncomfortably.

"You think I'm sweet?" He seemed surprised by it, which, how the fuck did that work? Steve was arguably the sweetest fucking guy in existence, didn't he know that? "Of course I do, your so damn sweet to me, Stevie, I don't even understand why." he admitted, Steve looked at him with furrowed brows, clearly trying to disect what Eddie meant. "I don't know if I'm sweet, but either way you deserve that, Ed's. You deserve someone being sweet to you." Eddie felt butterflies in his stomach, his face was most definitely heating up.

Steve was just being nice. He's a nice guy, it doesn't mean anything. Stop it Eddie. Do not get your hopes up, you know better then that. He could never see you that way. He didn't even know how to respond to that, so he didn't. And Steve seemed fine with no response. When the movie came to it's natural end, Steve didn't seem in a rush to get up, so Eddie stayed relaxed beside him. "You tired, Ed's?" He nodded, not feeling like he had the energy to speak, Steve could probably tell Eddie wouldn't be able to get up himself, so he slowly got up, being careful with Eddie as he helped him up, his side pressing against Steve's, Eddie couldn't help himself in the moment, he ducked his head in Steve's neck and put most of his body weight on Steve, letting himself indulge just a bit, just a little bit. He'd regret this later.

He breathed Steve in, he smelt so fucking nice, his expensive cologne and hair products, like a fucking dream. Eddie was jealous of whoever would have Steve Harrington one day. "Alright, Ed's, let's get you to bed." Eddie mumbled something incoherent against Steve's neck, but Steve didn't push him to repeat it. He wrapped his arms around Eddie who loosely had his arms around Steve's neck. He directed them into Eddie's room, trying to pull back to get Eddie settled into bed but Eddie only tightened his grip around Steve, making a noise of protest and nuzzling closer. Steve chuckled and hugged Eddie closer. "Someone's clingy, hm?"

"Sorry, Stevie. You just smell so sweet, and your really comfortable." God he was pathetic. "It's ok, Ed. Can you just let me help you into bed? And then I promise we can cuddle, ok? How's that sound?" Eddie thought about it for a second and nodded against Steve, letting him do all the work of helping Eddie onto his bed with so much care, he hated it. Hated how sweet he was, how easy it was to love him, how he couldn't have him. He hated himself and his feelings for Steve. This stupid crush would be the death of him. But at least he had this close friendship with him. It was fine.

Without any words, Steve helped Eddie out of his shirt, tossing it into his laundry hamper. Eddie was left in his pants, sitting on the edge of his bed as Steve knelt down in front of him, making Eddie's heart rate quicken. Seeing Steve like that on his knees.. he had to look away. The wall to his left was so interesting right now. Steve tugged his pants down, Eddie helping by lifting his hips in the slightest. He was left in his boxers and he felt so exposed, but if Steve felt weird about it, he didn't make it known. Standing up and ripping his shirt off, Eddie felt his jaw drop. He was definitely drooling as Steve unbuckled his jeans and slid them off.

His question if he was drooling was confirmed when Steve looked at him, smiling at how stupid Eddie probably looked before walking up to him. He stood in between Eddie's legs, looking down and using his thumb to wipe the drool away. Eddie wanted to suck on his fingers. "Your drooling, Ed's." Eddie quickly snapped back into reality. "No! No I wasn't. Shut up, I'm just tired and I zoned out." He looked away from Steve's intense gaze. Licking his lips and quickly glancing at him, he could've sworn Steve was just looking at his lips, but he was probably imagining it. Steve wouldn't do that, ever.

Steve dropped it after Eddie's defensive response and moved on. "Lay down, I'm tired too." Eddie scooted to the right side of his bed by the wall and got comfortable under his blankets. Facing the wall, he shut his eyes and a recap of the night was playing in his head. He heard the click of his lamp turning off as the bed creaked, Steve settling close beside him. So close, he felt an arm wrap around him, pulling him closer, Steve basically spooning him, and Eddie fucking hated how much he loved it.

No. Stop it. He'd probably be disgusted if he knew the thoughts Eddie had about him. He was just cuddling his friend, nothing weird or sexual about it at all, so stop it Eddie. Be cool. Steve tucked his chin into Eddie's neck and he could feel Steve's deep breaths hitting his skin, it sent chills down his spine, gave him goosebumps. "You cold? Steve whispered, Eddie just nodded. How else would he explain the way he shivered?

Steve pressed his body fully against Eddie's and oh my fucking god- nodding was a bad idea. Steve was so warm, whereas Eddie ran cold, it worked perfectly, they balanced each other out. But now Eddie could really feel Steve, could feel all of him, but Steve didn't seem to realize what he was doing, so Eddie wouldn't mention it. It was fine. "Better?" Steve's voice broke the silence. "Yeah." He breathed out, hoping he didn't sound like a fucking weirdo, or like this very platonic cuddling was doing anything for him.

"Goodnight Ed's." Steve pressed a quick kiss to Eddie's bare shoulder before snuggling closer and Eddie could've sworn his heart was beating out of his chest. Could Steve not hear it? Not feel it? He sure hoped not. "Night Stevie." He was surpised at how even his voice sounded. Finally, he didn't fuck up. He felt like he couldn't breathe around Steve most of the time. Is this what being in love felt like? It fucking sucked. These unrequited feelings, he prayed they would go away sooner or later.

He could feel the change in Steve's breaths as he fell asleep. Could hear his soft snore and feel the way his body went limp. Eddie shut his eyes and tried to empty his mind of all his exhausting thoughts, eventually falling asleep as well.

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When he woke up, he'd honestly completely forgotten Steve was there, but something felt different. He slowly opened his eyes and sucked in a sharp breath at the sight he was met with. They had somehow shifted in their sleep and Eddie was face to face with Steve's chest, looking up to see Steve sound sleep above him, under him? Eddie was laying on top of Steve. He was suddenly aware of Steve's hand wrapped around his back, holding him in place. He had one hand behind his head propping it up a bit.

And Eddie had morning wood, this was not fucking good. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to not wake Steve, hoping he could get to the bathroom and take a cold shower to calm his boner, but his efforts were futile when Steve started to stir. His grip around Eddie tightening, pressing them even fucking closer and Eddie could feel Steve's clothed length brushing against his. Fuck, he was big. Eddie's mind was starting to travel which only made his buldge grow. Shit, he willed himself to calm the fuck down and not imagine shit like that.

Eddie was panicking. Steve was starting to wake up, slowly blinking into consciousness, and Eddie knew he'd soon realize Eddie's issue down there, probably be so disgusted by Eddie for being a pervert and kick him right in the balls, which he probably desvered for having sexual fantasies about his straight best friend. His stomach dropped when Steve's eyes met his, but he just offered Eddie a lazy smile that made his heart warm. God, he was so beautiful, even in the morning when he'd just woke up. It was unfair. He wished he could have him so badly, but he couldn't, because Steve likes girls.

"Morning Ed's." He rubbed one of his eyes, getting used to the morning light shining in Eddie's room. Eddie was just waiting for him to realize he had a boner, waiting for him to freak out. "Hey." He breathed out, probably looking terrified because Steve's eyebrows knitted together and he looked more concerned now. "Ed, you ok?" He wrapped his arm fully around Eddie as he sat up, pressing his back to his bed post, then wrapping his other arm around Eddie's back to basically pull him onto Steve's lap. What the fuck? Why wasn't he freaking out, surely he could feel Eddie's boner pressing against his. Did he not care?

He was rubbing Eddie's back softly, offering comforting strokes as he waited for an answer. "Yeah- yep. I'm fine. Just, uh-" he tried to scoot back a bit, not fully getting off Steve's lap but enough to leave some space between them since it seemed like Steve somehow hadn't noticed Eddie's massive fucking boner. "Just- had a weird dream. It's nothing." He waved it off, and it seemed like Steve didn't fully believe him. The furrow in his brows deepened and he was biting his lip as if contemplating what to say.

"You sure?" Eddie quickly nodded, forcing a smile as he slowly got off Steve, hoping he'd look away eventually so Eddie could hide himself but he didn't. He fucking kept his eyes trained on Eddie, like he was trying to figure him out. Fine, if he was gonna stare, Eddie would try to be nonchalant about his boner, Steve had one too. People with dicks usually get morning wood, it was normal. Nothing awkward about it. So instead of covering his boner with his hands and running out of the room, he casually made his way to his dresser, looking in his mirror to see Steve raking his eyes over Eddie's body, a deep blush on his cheeks. That didn't make sense.

He was probably weirded out by Eddie. Probably knew Eddie had a thing for him, and he definitely knew he had a boner. Wordlessly, Eddie grabbed a pair of shorts as Steve finally got up, striding over beside Eddie, seemingly uncaring about his own boner. It looked so fucking hot, him in his tight boxers, carelessly walking over to Eddie knowing damn well he had a boner too. It shouldn't do it for Eddie but it did. This wasn't helping his situation, and god, he was fucking idiot.

Steve was smirking for reasons unbeknownst to Eddie as he pulled out a pair of shorts for himself, followed by one of Eddie's boxers. Eddie wasn't sure how much more he could take. "Mind if I borrow these?" Steve asked, facing him. Eddie was fighting everything in him that wanted to look down at Steve's boner. When did they get so fucking close? Another step and their dicks would be pressing together through their boxers.

"Yeah man, go ahead" Eddie gestured to the pair of boxers Steve was holding, shrugging and trying to seem unbothered as he grabbed a pair for himself. "Cool, mind if I change in here? Since we're both guys." Eddie was going to fucking explode. Steve was definitely trying to kill him, confirmed. "Sure." He squeaked out, Steve's smile growing as he nodded and walked past Eddie to his bed. Eddie turned around, his back facing Steve as he tried to busy himself with his own clothes, but now he could see Steve through the mirror, see him sliding his boxers down slowly, could see his fucking ass.

Eddie's eyes widened and the realization that he was being a creep dawned upon him. He forced himself to look away, as much as he didn't want to. Quickly slipping on his own boxers and shorts. Steve was done by the time he was, but Eddie needed to be alone right now. He couldn't handle what was Steve Harrington at the moment. "I'm gonna go use the bathroom real quick." He didn't even wait for a response before speed walking out of the room, almost slamming the bathroom door. He rested his back against it and slowly slid down to the floor, eyeing his buldge that was still present.

He felt disgusting, Steve was such a fucking angel, a sweetheart, and an amzizng friend. And here was Eddie, a pathetic loser, pining over him and turning innocent, friendly gestures from Steve into something dirty in his mind. He was gross. He closed his eyes, feeling overwhelmed by his thoughts and emotions, but images of Steve just flooded his mind. His beautiful smile, his eyes, his perfect hair, those plush lips.

There was a light tap on the bathroom door. "Eddie?" Steve's soft concerned voice came through, it made Eddie feel more shitty. Steve was concerned and confused. "Y- yeah?" Was what he manged to get out, choking back tears. "You ok in there? Your not dead or anything?" He needed Steve to leave right now, his heart couldn't handle it. He sighed heavily. "Not dead. I'll be out in a minute." He was really in his head about this. "Oh- kay.." Steve's response was hesitant, clearly sensing something was up, but he thankfully left.

Eddie felt so ashamed for loving Steve, but he couldn't control his heart. Still, as he stood up, he couldn't even look at himself in the mirror, he felt disgusting. Slowly though, he opened the door and peaked his head out to see where Steve was. He could hear noises in the kitchen so he assumed Steve was busy in there and he made a beeline for his room, quietly shutting the door and sitting on his bed to just think. He tried to push his thoughts away and just enjoy being around Steve, his feelings would eventually go away. It was fine. He stood up and as he opened his door, he was unexpectedly greeted with Steve there, hands on his hips and a determined look on his face.

"Eddie, you've been acting off this morning. What's up?" Eddie should have expected this, Steve knew him so well and could read him so well. No matter how many times Eddie dismissed him and said everything was fine, Steve wasn't stupid, despite what other people said. "Noth-" Steve cut him off. "Nuh- uh, don't say nothing. Don't tell me your fine, your not. Ed's, please talk to me." Now Steve just looked hurt, and it was breaking Eddie's heart. Steve probably thought he did something wrong or that Eddie didn't trust him enough to tell him what was wrong with him.

He sighed and gestured for Steve to come into his room, going to sit on his bed as Steve sat next to him. He patiently waited for Eddie to gather his thoughts and say what he needed to. "Steve, I'm gonna tell you something, but you can't tell anyone else, ok?" He looked serious and Steve was getting more worried. "Ok.. Ed, what's going on?" Eddie took in a deep breath, willing the words to come out, looking away as they did. "I'm gay." He blurted, the room was silent and it was killing him. Steve was probably getting ready to run for life, probably looked so appalled and was realizing how disgusting Eddie was.

He couldn't bring himself to look at Steve, he couldn't bare to see what kind of horrified look he surely had. Tears were gathering in his eyes and he felt so small, so stupid, crying over nothing. He felt a hand on his shoulder, another on his chin, directing his gaze to Steve's who, for some reason, didn't look appalled at all, only a bit sad. "Eddie, your shaking.." Steve pointed out. He looked so concerned and Eddie felt so bad for worrying him just because he didn't know how to handle his dumb feelings.

"Oh." His voice was wobbily and he couldn't hold back the tears anymore. He let out an ugly sob and covered his eyes, pulling away from Steve and wishing the ground would open up and swallow him to save him from this embarrassment. Steve wrapped both arms around Eddie and pulled him close, for some reason. Eddie just told him he was gay? Why the hell would he want to be anywere near Eddie, nonetheless touching and holding him. It didn't make sense.

"Eddie, I don't know what you think of me, but I'm telling you, I don't give a shit that you're gay." That was the last thing he expected. Eddie could only cry more, desperately clinging to Steve who let him. "I- I'm s- s- so sorry." He choked out, Steve only squeezed him harder, trying to send all his love for Eddie through to him. "You have nothing to be sorry about, you hear me? Nothing." Eddie couldn't understand why he was being so sweet, and why he hadn't taken off yet. This surely had to be a dream.

Eddie's cries died down. Steve was rubbing his bare back and it felt so grounding, reminding Eddie that this was not a dream. As much as he wanted to stay in Steve's arms all day, he knew Steve would never let him, so he reluctantly let go and ducked his head down to hide how hideous he knew he must've looked, noticing a couple wet spots on Steve's skin. "Sorry for getting you wet." Steve glanced down at himself and instantly waved it off. "I don't care about that. Are you ok, Eddie?" He brought his head down to Eddie's level, trying to get a glimpse of his face, Eddie nodded. Steve made him feel better, he always did.

"Yeah. I'm sorry for crying like that. I don't know what happened, I didn't mean to, I just-" Steve cut him off again. "Eddie, its ok to cry. You don't have to explain yourself to me. I know coming out can be really scary." Eddie lifted his head at that, confusion written all over his face. "I'm not trying to take away your moment, but uh, I'm gay too." He met Eddie's gaze, and Eddie felt his eyes widening, his whole world shifting. Steve was gay? Steve fucking Harrington, known ladies man, was gay.

"I think I always pushed myself to try and like girls, but it never felt right. They were always nice and stuff, pretty, I guess, but it just wasnt right. Took me long enough to figure it out." He noticed his rambling and stopped, smiling sheepishly. Eddie found himself smiling too. "I never would have guessed that." Steve nodded like he knew. "Yeah I get it, I know how I used to be, and I don't wanna be that guy that comes out after being a bully-" this time Eddie cut him off. "Steve, can I give you some advice that a super beautiful guy said to me once? Steve paused, the feeling of jealousy rising up within him of whatever guy Eddie was calling beautiful. "Sure..?"

Eddie nodded and continued. "You don't have to explain yourself to me." He stated, staring Steve directly in the eyes as he said it. Steve felt his face heating up as he realized Eddie was quoting him. Eddie thought he was beautiful? "He laughed softly and playfully shoved Eddie's shoulder, trying to hide his obvious blush. "Shut up." He shook his head fondly, Eddie was grinning, bit his face grew serious again. "But seriously, Steve, thank you for telling me, and trusting me with that." They locked eyes again.

"Thank you for telling me about you too, Eddie. It means alot." Eddie smiled softly. "Your such a sap, Stevie." He joked, thankful that the mood seemed lighter. "I know, you tell me all the time." He playfully rolled his eyes. Eddie grinned again. "Just making sure you don't forget." He hopped off the bed and stood up, extending his arm for Steve to grab. "Wait," Eddie raised his eyebrows, waiting for Steve to continue. "So why have you been acting off this morning then? What does you being gay have to do with it?" Shit. Eddie wasn't expecting that.

"Well, I just didnt want to make you uncomfortable, I guess. When we're affectionate with each other, I figured you wouldn't wanna do that if you knew I was gay, but.." Steve nodded along. "But now you know that I'm gay too." Eddie smiled softly. "Yeah." Steve finally took his hand and let himself be pulled up. "Just so you know, even if I was straight, I wouldn't have a problem with that. I know how to show platonic love, even to my guy friends." Eddie smiled again but this one felt more forced. Of course, your friends, Eddie. What else was he expecting? Stupid.

Obviously he knew that just because Steve was gay, doesn't mean he liked Eddie like that. He knew that. "I know, Steve. I know you're not like that. I'd never think that of you." Eddie stepped more into Steve's space. Steve nodded, probably needing the reassurance that he wasn't the same person from a few years ago. "So," Eddie started. "What's on the menu for breakfast today, sweety?"

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Two

It was evening when Eddie knocked on Steve's door, hearing Steve shout from inside the house to let himself in, so Eddie did. He slowly wondered around the empty Harrington household as Steve came jogging downstairs, with nothing but a towel on that was wrapped low around his waist. Jesus H Christ. "Hey, sorry, I was showering and lost track of time." He let out a soft chuckle. Eddie was mesmerized by the water dripping down his body, hopefully he wasn't being obvious.

When he was able to bring his eyes back up to Steve's, he looked amused, clearly noticing Eddie checking him out, that was better then him being weirded out by it. He nodded towards the stairs. "Cmon, were gonna go swimming." He said before turning around and starting back up the stairs. "The pool is in your room?" Eddie joked. "Ha, no. We just need to change before getting in the pool, y'know?" Eddie nodded as he followed behind Steve. "Right." He was focused on Steve's hips, he wanted to grab his sides, feel his skin, taste him.. fucking focus. Stop making everything sexual, Eddie.

Steve gave him a pair of plain red trunks and grabbed blue ones for himself. Eddie didn't think he could handle changing with Steve again so he opted for using Steve's bathroom. Steve was clearly surpised by it when Eddie asked but he didn't say anything. Eddie came back out of the restroom to see Steve tying the strings on his trunks to tighten them. He looked back up at Eddie and winked as Eddie immediately looked away, heading for the door to go downstairs. He had to remind himself, that even if Steve was into guys, that doesn't mean he's into Eddie. It didn't mean anything, he's flirty with everyone..

Eddie walked outside to Steve's backyard and up to his pool, just thinking and enjoying the calmness when he was suddenly pushed in. He let out a scream as he fell in, limbs flailing everywhere. He could hear Steve's laugh as he sunk down. Fucking bastard. Eddie rose up with a gasp, his eyes were burning slightly from the chlorine and he had to blink a couple times to get his vision clear again. Once he did, he could see Steve looking at him like he was holding back from laughing again.

"You look like a wet rat." He joked as Eddie narrowed his eyes at him. "Steeeve Harrington..." He started, his voice low and threatening, Steve face dropped and he looked nervous of what Eddie was about to do. Eddie slowly made his way out of the pool, up the steps without breaking eye contact with Steve who gulped, frozen in place. "Steve, I think you should run.." Eddie had a feral smile on his face as Steve took off, running around the pool without looking back, Eddie turned and ran to the other side to meet Steve there.

Steve wasn't even looking ahead of him, glancing back in confusion probably wondering where Eddie was. When he turned around and was met with Eddie standing there, arms crossed over his chest and an unimpressed look on his face. Steve froze again. Eddie smiled. "You know I'm gonna push you in the pool now, right?" Steve finally accepted his fate, hanging his head low and nodding. Eddie's smile grew as he pushed Steve off the edge, but Steve had other plans. As Eddie pushed him, he grabbed both Eddie's arms and pulled him along with him.

"You fucking-" Eddie was cut off by the water as they submerged, Steve was laughing, bubbles coming from his mouth like he couldn't control himself. As they came up, Eddie wrestled to get out of Steve's grip but he fought back, Steve was still laughing, probably at Eddie's appearance and reaction to being unexpectedly dragged in the pool.

"You asshole!" Eddie got one arm free and splashed Steve, bursting out in laughter when the water hit Steve's eye, causing him to let go of Eddie and go to wipe his eyes, giving Eddie the opportunity to jump on him, which he did. He tackled Steve into the water, both of them laughing as they play fought. "Ok! OK! You win, Eddie." Eddie made a show of dusting off his hands with a smug face as Steve shook his head with a fond smile. "You're such a dork." Eddie stuck his tounge out as Steve's eyes darted down to his lips, then biting his bottom lip.

Eddie wasn't sure what to do, so he placed both hands on Steve's shoulders and dunked him down into the water before swimming off, knowing Steve would chase him. It thrilled him. He could hear him struggling to breathe as he came back up, coughing the water out of his lungs before taking off after Eddie. "Ed's, I swear to God, I'm gonna kick your ass!" It was an empty threat and they both knew it, but it was still exciting. Steve was a fast swimmer, he cornered Eddie quickly, crowding him against the pool wall. Eddie's breath hitched as Steve towered over him.

Water was dripping from his skin and hair and he was taking deep heavy breaths, looking at Eddie so intensly, it made his stomach feel weird. Eddie squirmed under him, wanting to fucking kiss Steve but not sure if he should. If Steve wasn't into it, it could cost Eddie their friendship, so he shouldn't risk it. "Hey, Steve?" Steve seemed to snap out of whatever daze he was in, he glanced between Eddie's lips and Eddie's eyes and raised his eyebrows in question. "Did you, uh, wanna watch something tonight? Maybe smoke or something?"

Steve blinked a couple times, backing up out of Eddie's personal space. He brought his hand up to the back of his neck and awkwardly scratched it. "Uh- yeah. You ready to head inside already?" Eddie nodded. "Alright, let's go." They made their way out of the pool, heading inside to grab some towels from the upstairs since they'd forgotten them, deciding on what to watch while they dried off. Eddie grabbed the weed from Steve's room, he had a stash there that Eddie gave him, only smoking it when they hung out.

They didn't bother putting on shirts, definitely because they were too tired and not at all to hopefully get some kind of reaction out of the other. Steve settled on the couch first, jokingly patting his lap for Eddie to sit on, but Eddie actually sat there, smiling mischievously as he opened the baggy of weed, grabbing them pre rolled joints. Steve's arms came around his waist and he rested his chin on Eddie's shoulder, taking note in how Eddie tensed up, but tried to remain calm as he lit one of the blunts, then grabbing the remote and pressing play on whatever fucking film they'd chosen. He didn't care.

He took a long drag, then another, before turning his head and pressing it up to Steve's lips. He parted his lips around the blunt as Eddie relit it for him and inhaled deeply, looking at Eddie who was focused on his mouth. Steve was thinking about the fact that his lips was where Eddie's had just been, that they were sharing spit. Eddie pulled the blunt away as Steve exhaled, taking another hit for himself, then handing it to Steve. Eddie was definitely a little more loose, he melted into Steve's touch as Steve absent-mindedly rubbed Eddie's lower stomach while using the other hand to take another hit.

Eddie was trying very hard to focus on the movie, but Steve's hand was seriously distracting him. It was so warm against his cold skin. Steve pressed the joint to Eddie's lips, It was almost done for. He took another deep hit, exhaling and pressing the back of his head against Steve's chest. Steve took one last hit before setting the blunt down and sighing contently. One of his hands was still rubbing Eddie's skin, but it felt more sensual, his other hand joined, grabbing onto Eddie's shoulders, he started massaging him.

Eddie tensed up again, breath hitching shakily. But Steve just rubbed the skin there soothingly. Eddie's eyes were wide and he felt more alert, like he couldn't move or he'd accidently shatter the moment. Steve let his hands feel over Eddie so casually, it felt so fucking good, so right. Eddie wanted this so badly. "Fuck." He breathed out quietly, his eyes squeezing shut as he tried to control himself. "You ok, Ed's?" Steve's breath ghosted over his neck, he was so fucking close. Eddie could just turn his head a bit and they'd be face to face, but he didn't. "Mhm." He wasn't sure he could speak right now even if he wanted to. "Feels good?" Steve asked quietly, Eddie nodded and closed his eyes, Steve felt so warm against him. "Feels s'good." Steve hummed in acknowledgement.

"Wanna head to bed? You seem tired." Eddie felt himself swallow hard. "Yeah, I am." Without another word, Steve shifted them around and stood up, Eddie was about to stand up and start walking but Steve surpised him by picking Eddie up as if he weighed nothing. His hands locked firmly around Eddie who just giggled, he couldn't help it. Steve looked so pretty and he was having fun being carried around. Steve smiled brightly as he looked at Eddie.

He gently placed Eddie on his bed, getting him comfortable under the covers before joining him. Eddie didn't have much self control right now, he rolled over and climbed on top of Steve, settling against his warm, hairy chest as Steve wrapped an arm around him, kissing the top of his head, which made him feel all warm and fuzzy. Their legs tangled together and Eddie had never felt so good. "Goodnight goofball." Steve whispered. Eddie placed a quick kiss on Steve's chest, pressing his head back against it, taking it in the way Steve heart started to pick up. "Goodnight Stevington." he heard Steve let put a breathy chuckle at the nickname before sleep consumed him.

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Three

Eddie loves surprising Steve at work. He does it often, and everytime, Steve always looks so surpised to see him. Eddie loved watching his eyes light up when he walks in, Steve Harrington is addicting. He turns his blinker on before turning on anotyer street, humming along to the current song he had playing, "Creeping Death" by Metallica. He turns it down as he pulls up to Family Video, seeing Steve sitting outside all alone, looking like a kicked puppy as he ate his sandwich, it was endearing to watch.

Eddie rolls to a stop and parks. Steve curiously lifting his head to see who was there, his eyes lighting up when he realizes it's Eddie, who gets out of the car, smiling at Steve's reaction. He loves knowing he makes his happy, he'd do anything to see that beautiful smile. "Hey Stevie." He wiggles his fingers at Steve who gestures for Eddie to sit on the bench by him. "Miss me?" He teases. "Always miss you, Ed's." He responds, his eyes not leaving Eddie. He looked like meant it, the intensity of it caught Eddie off guard for a second, he tried to push any hope that was spurring down.

"You sap." He jokes instead, sitting down beside Steve who turns to face him, offering Eddie a bite of his sandwich. He leans down to take a bite right where Steve had, Steve's eyes not leaving his lips as Eddie does so. He makes a show of swallowing the food and acting as if it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. "Thank you, sweetheart." He playfully pats Steve's cheek. Steve rolls his eyes at Eddie's tactics, but he can't fight the smile forming on his face.

"Your welcome, honey." He replies, continuing their banter. "So where's the little birdie today?" Eddie asks as Steve takes another bite from his sandwich. "Robin?" Eddie nods. "She's got the day off. It's just me here today." He says pouting a bit. Eddie can't help the amused look he gets, Steve is so cute when he pouts. He probably has no clue how he looks. "Just you here today, hm?" Eddie repeats what Steve said in a slightly suggestive voice, watching Steve take a swig of his water, eyeing his throat as it bobs.

"Yeah.. but now your here." Steve meets his eyes, looking less pouty and more excited. "I'm not on the clock for another 23 minutes and I've barely had any customers today. Wanna do something fun?" Eddie was kind of surpised by Steve's question, usually he didn't like to break the rules at work. He must've been really bored, or really happy to see Eddie. "Steve Harrington," Eddie fake gasps. "What do you have in mind?" He smirks, looking at Steve through his lashes.

"Well," he starts, standing up. "I'm done with this." He says, throwing his trash in the can beside them. "So you wanna head in the backroom?" He asks as Eddie stands up.
"Take me out to dinner first, Stevie. What kind of girl do you take me for?" He teases, relishing in the way Steve blushes and rolls his eyes. "Shut up, you know that's not what I meant." He takes Eddie's hand and leads him into the store, flipping the sign to closed before leading him to the employee's only room.

"This seems alot like your trying to get in my pants, Steve. Not that I'm complaining." Eddie can't help but tease Steve, he lives for his reactions, and Eddie has little to no self control. He pushes the boundaries, pushes and pushes until pushed back. "God, Munson, you got some mouth on you. Y'know that?" Eddie smiles hard, having already thought of a comeback. "Why are you thinking about my mouth, hm?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, Steve is so clearly flustered and Eddie is almost waiting for him to snap.

Steve hasn't ever told him he doesn't like the comments Eddie makes, never had said it makes him uncomfortable, he shocked Eddie by going along with it, which was the last thing he expected. So now he pushes, sees what he can get, how far he can take it. "Sit your ass down, Ed." And he does, plops down on the couch and makes a show of zipping his lips shut, throwing away the nonexistent key. "Steve sits down next to him. "In all seriousness, Ed's, I'm glad you showed up today." Eddie tilts his head curiously at Steve's words.

"I- uh," he ducks his head down, trying to form a sentence. "I got you something." Eddie eyebrows shoot up in shock. "You.. got me a gift?" He questions as Steve lifts his head up, shoving his hand in his pocket to pull something out. "What's the occasion?" He asks, turning more to face Steve. "The occasion is your my best friend and I love you." Eddie felt his heart beats pick up, felt like he was breathing deeper now. It's fine. He doesn't mean it in that way, he just said your his best friend, he loves you in that way. That makes sense.

Steve's face is growing redder, looking so clearly nervous as he places a small box in Eddie's hand. "It's- nothing special. I just, I dont know, I just had the idea and wanted to do it." He pauses his ramble as Eddie slowly opens the little box, his breath catching at what he saw inside. A little necklace, with the initials "S+E" carved into it. "When I went to get our initials carved into it, the guy at the counter asked me, 'what's your ladies name?'" He laughs at the memory, not noticing the way Eddie was tearing up.

"I panicked and told him her name was Edina. He told me that the name has another meaning, said it stood for a prosperous friend. I thought it fit you well." He shrugged like it was nothing. Eddie had tears streaming down his cheeks, staring at Steve so intensly when he look back at Eddie, the smile fading on his face and growing into something of concern. "Ed's?" He scooted closer, his arms already reaching out to comfort Eddie. "Do you not like it? I can return it if that's-" Eddie shook his head, holding the necklace to his chest as he dropped his head on Steve's shoulder.

"No, Steve, I fucking love it. And I love you too." Steve pulled Eddie closer, cradling an arm around Eddie's back and another carding through his hair as Eddie silently cried into his chest. "Oh." Steve breathed out. "So why are you crying, Ed's?" He asked, so much concern lacing his voice. "I don't know. It's just so sweet, I wasn't expecting it, I just got emotional. I'm sorry." He whispered the last part, feeling Steve shake his head. "Don't be sorry, it's ok to have feelings. I'm just glad you like it."

Eddie pulled back from where he was hiding himself on Steve's chest. "I love it." He stated, glancing between Steve's eyes, taking in his features up close while he had the chance. Eddie wanted to count all the moles that decorated his skin. Steve's face softened. "I love you, Eddie." Eddie's stomach felt like it was tightening, the thought that Steve meant that in more then a platonic way crossed through his mind and he couldn't bear it. "I love you too, Stevie." He indulged himself just a bit, pressing the lightest kiss to Steve's cheek before pulling away and getting off him. More then you know, he thought.

Steve had froze after Eddie kissed him, his cheeks slightly pink. "Sorry, was that too much?" Eddie focused his eyes on the ground, regretting giving Steve that stupid kiss since he clearly bothered by it. "No. No, it- wasn't too much, promise. I just wasn't expecting it, that's all." Eddie looked back up at him, releasing a breath of relief as Steve stood up, checking his watch. "Breaks almost over." He noted. "We never got to do anything fun." Eddie teased, a small smile making its way on his face.

"Yeah, maybe tonight? We could, hangout?" Steve asked, hopefully. Eddie nodded immediately. "Of course." Steve smiled at that, walking closer to Eddie, slowly wrapping his arms around him and pulling him into a soft unexpected hug, Eddie let him, melting into his touch, closing his eyes. Steve was so warm, he could falk asleep just like this. "Your place?" Steve questioned quietly. "Mhm." Eddie mumbled, his face half stuffed into Steve's neck since Steve was a little taller.

Steve chuckled quietly and pulled away, pressing his own kiss to Eddie's cheek. "Cmon, don't wanna get fired." He turned, but intertwined their fingers to pull Eddie along with him. Eddie was still recovering from the fact that Steve had just kissed him. It was a friendly kiss, no meaning behind it at all. He tried to act normal. "What happened to the Steve from 30 minutes agk that wanted to break the rules?" Eddie joked.

"Hm, I don't remember that. Weird." Steve had a small smirk on his face, releasing Eddie's hand to go behind the counter. "Hmm, interesting." Eddie loved their banter, stupid as it sounded, it was fun. He loved everything about Steve. "Mind flipping the sign?" Eddie gave a nod and turned around to walk up to the front door, switching the sign over to open. When he turned back around he could've swore he'd seen Steve's eyes immediately snap up to meet his. Was he looking at- no. No way. Your imagining things Eddie, he'd never.

Eddie tried brushed it off as he sauntered back up to the front counter, leaning his elbows on it. "Want me to leave now so you can get back to work, Stevie?" Steve shook his head. "Not really, wish you could be here all day, but that might be considered loitering." Eddie freaking swooned, Steve said it so carelessly. "Your too sweet on me." Steve's smile felt private and intimate. "Anything that earns me that look from you, Ed's." He copied Eddie's position, leaning his elbows on the counter, their faces were awfully close.

Eddie wondered what he must look like to Steve. What did he think of Eddie? How did he see him? He was sure he had to be blushing because Steve had a smug smirk on his face, not looking away from Eddie for a second. "You flatter me." Eddie absent-mindedly twirled a strand of his hair, backing up from the counter to hide his face as he smiled and blushed. God, he was so in love.

"Your cute when you get all flustered." Steve gestured to his face as Eddie shook his head. "Shut up, I'm not flustered." He wanted to kiss the smug looking right off Steve's face. "Mhm." Steve nodded, clearly not buying that for a second. Eddie would've love to continue their banter but the bell rung, signaling that someone just walked in. Eddie turned instinctively to look at the person as they glanced between Steve and Eddie curiously, making no comment before walking off into the comedy movie section.

"Let me know if you need any help" Steve brought out his customer service voice. Eddie always thought it was funny how he could sound so different, depending on the situation or who you were to him. "I'd love to stay but I should probably get going. Thanks for the necklace, i'll see you later, sweetheart." Eddie lowered his voice as he spoke, since they were no longer alone. Steve looked slightly disappointed but the sweetheart comment made him light up a bit more. "Bye, Ed's." Eddie had to force himself to turn around and leave instead of grabbing Steve's face and kissing him stupid like he really wanted to.

He walked outside and hopped into his van, starting it up and giving the store once last glance, seeing Steve talking with the person who had walked up. He smiled fondly at the sight of him, before shaking his head at himself and driving off.

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Things between Steve and Eddie have shifted a bit, they seem more intense. As comfortable as these two already were around each other, they were getting more comfortable. Since that day at Family Video when Eddie kissed Steve's cheek and vice versa, they've been slightly more lovey with each other. All platonic, of course. Even dome of the others have taken notice.

"Robin!" Steve came running through the door of family video, late for his shift, he paused to catch his breath as she stared at him wide eyed. "What's the matter with you, dingus?" He took one last deep breath before speaking. "There's this guy- I wanna ask him on a date." Robin's eyes went impossibly wider and she squealed. "Stevee!! That's freaking awesome, when are you gonna ask Eddie?" He returned her excitement, thankful to have someone to talk to this kind of stuff about. "Well, I was thinking- wait," he paused, his eyebrows furrowing as he turned to face her.

"How did you know that it was Eddie?" He asked in true bewilderment. She gave him an unimpressed look. "Are you kidding me? You guys are so clearly in love with each other." She stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world, which to him, it wasn't. "Are you serious? I don't know, I'm not sure if he likes me like that." Robin looked like she was about to explode, it was kind of funny. "Seriously, Steve? That man is in love with you. I bet my life on it."

Steve's eyebrows raised at that. "That's- Robin, you never say that." she weighed her head from side to side. "Yeah, well, I'm like 100 percent sure about this. Trust me, the pining is obvious. The way you two look at each other when the other isn't looking.. from what I've seen, he's in love with you. I know it. I can feel it, deep in my bones-" he started laughing of how dramatic she was. "Alright! Ok, I get it. I'll... ask him out.." She nodded. "Good. I know he'll say yes." Steve was still slightly unsure, he loved Eddie and didn't want to loose him or his friendship, if he wasn't interested in Steve, there was no going back from that.

"I just.. I don't know, what if he says no? Should I say it's a friend date just in case?" He looked at her desperately for answers. "Steve," she came around the counter and put her hands on his shoulders. "Do not overthink this. You love Eddie, right?" He nodded, seriously. "More then anything. I've ever loved anybody like this.. it's scary, Robin. I love him so much, I love being around him all the time. Whenever I'm not around him, he's basically all I can think about. His hair, his smile, his stupid jokes and sense of humor.. how ridiculously hot he is." She scrunched her nose up at the last one.

"What if I loose him? I can't loose him." She gave him a couple light smacks on the cheek. "Steve! What did I just say? You are not going to loose him. I'm telling you, you've got to get out of your head about this and trust me, trust yourself. He loves you too, I know it." He slowly nodded his head. She was right, she was always right. "Ok." He breathed out, feeling the tension start to leave his body. "Yeah, your right, Rob. I just get so.." He couldn't really find the right word at the moment. "Hey, don't worry about it. Trust me, I get like that too."

"Thank you Rob, seriously, your the best." She smiled at that and playfully rolled her eyes. "Mhm, and don't you forget it." He smiled back. He loved Robin, couldn't have asked for a better friend. There was Eddie, but Steve didn't think of him as just a friend, he hoped Eddie didn't either. "Hey, dingus?" Robin snapped him out of his thoughts, he hummed in response. "You haven't clocked in yet." His eyes snapped towards the clock. "Aw shit!" He huffed.

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Four

It's night time, they always seem to be together during that time. "Oh Steevington." Eddie sings as he waltzes into Steve's house with no care, using a key Steve gave him long ago. "In the kitchen, Ed's!" Eddie walks into see Steve making himself dinner. He smiles and places his hands on his hips, wrapping around his body and hugging him, feeling Steve tense up slightly. He rests his chin on Steve's shoulder to peer over. "Whatcha cooking there? Smells yummy." Eddie comments as Steve let's out a breathy chuckle.

"A grilled cheese." He says, fighting the smile growing on his face. He loved having Eddie around, loved how clingy and touchy he was. He made him feel so whole and happy. Eddie hums in acknowledge. "Say, after your done with your little grilled cheese, I wanna take you somewhere." Steve raises an eyebrow and glances to the side to better see Eddie's face, Eddie tilts his head ever so slightly to meet Steve's eyes, if he tilted any more they'd be face to face. Too close.

"Take me somewhere? What are you up to?" He narrows his eyes at Eddie playfully, who rolls his eyes and scoffs, separating himself from Steve. "Whatever do you mean? I cannot believe you'd accuse me of anything scandalous, Stevie. How dare you. I'm truly offended." Steve can't help but laugh at Eddie's theatrics, shaking his head and turning to glance at Eddie with the fondest smile, it made Eddie's chest burn.

"Your a trip, Ed. Yes, I'll go with you wherever you want." He says, plating his sandwich and turning to walk past Eddie and sit down on a stool. "Good, because if you said no, I think I'd be heartbroken." He jokes once again. "Now I'm curious. Where are we going?" Steve questions, taking a bite from his sandwich. "Hmmm," Eddie draws on, Steve raises his eyebrows in anticipation. "You'll see when we get there." he smiles smugly, Steve's face drops and he glares at Eddie. "Jeez, you edge a guy on.." Eddie's eyes widen and Steve meets his gaze, flushing at his own comment.

"Your so dirty minded!" He breaks off a piece of crust and throws it at Eddie who dodges it, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Hey, I wasnt gonna say anything!" Steve shakes his head, holding back a laugh, his shoulders are shaking as he continues eating. Eddie places an elbow on the counter in front of Steve and rests his chin lazily in one hand, openly staring at Steve with a lovesick smile on his face. Steve doesn't even notice for a few minutes, scarfing down his sandwich as Eddie counted all the moles he could see on his face and neck.

He finally glanced up at Eddie and didn't a double take, pausing with his last bite in his mouth, he looked adorable, eyes wide and caught of guard. "What?" His question was muffled by the food in his mouth and Eddie bit his bottom lip, watching as Steve glanced down at his lips before quickly returning his gaze back up to Eddie's eyes. "Just watching you." Eddie shrugged, watching Steve's adam's apple bob as he swallowed the remainder of his food. Steve blushed. "Stop watching and go grab me my shoes." Eddie raised his eyebrows at Steve command. "Please." Steve added, faking annoyance.

Eddie nodded in approval as he walked over by the front door, bending over to grab Steve's shoes, he could feel Steve's eyes on him, and that fucking excited him, even if he knew Steve wasn't interested in him. Was he checking him out? Maybe that was just wishful thinking.. he grabbed the pair and turned back to Steve, noting the way his eyes immediately met Eddie's. Where was he just looking? Ok, stop overanalyzing everything, Eddie.

Wordlessly, he walked back up to Steve and got on his knees, grabbing Steve's ankle to direct one shoe over his clothed foot, glancing up at Steve who looked more then surpised. "Ed, you- don't have to do that. I don't want you to hurt your knees on the tile." Eddie smiled at how caring Steve was. "Shush, I don't mind." He looked back down and fitted the shoe over Steve's left foot, moving on to the other. Steve was silent above him, Eddie couldn't only imagine what he was thinking, what his expression looked like. He finished and sat back on his heels, peering up at Steve once again.

"Thanks." Steve practically whispered. Eddie patted his knee and used it to push himself up, groaning dramatically as he stretched, his shirt riding up just a bit to flash his stomach. "You ready to go?" Steve swallowed and nodded. "Yep. Yeah. Let's go." He quickly brushed past Eddie and grabbed his keys, opening the door and waiting for Eddie who strolled up to him and smiled smugly. "Thanks, sweetheart." He gave his cheek a soft pat before making his way outside to his van, Steve stuttering before following after him.

Eddie went to open his own door but Steve beat him to it, looking pleased with himself as he gestured for Eddie to get in. "Thank you." He tried to hide how that little gesture made his whole confidence act falter a bit. Steve shut his door and jogged over to his side, giving Eddie a few moments to collect himself before Steve swung the passenger door open and hopped in, still looking so smug as if making Eddie flustered was some achievement.

Eddie, for the most part, brushed it off and started the van, backing out of Steve's driveway, they started their journey to Eddie's special place. It wasn't far, just a bit over 15 minutes. As they drove, Steve kept glancing over, trying to be subtle but failing. Eddie let him keep doing it for a few more minutes before he made a comment about it. Steve glanced at him again, Eddie eyed him out the corner of his eye, making eye contact with Steve without turning his head. Steve flushed and quickly snapped his head back forward.

"What are you looking at?" Eddie asked softly. "Sorry, was just- I don't know." He fidgeted with his hands in his lap, Eddie noticed. Taking one of them in his hand, he rubbed his thumb over the skin there soothingly. "Dont get embarrassed, I know I'm gorgeous." He winked at Steve, who, at first looked starstruck by Eddie holding his hand, but then snatched it away as Eddie threw his head back laughing. "Asshole." Steve muttered. "Aw, I'm sorry, Stevie. I really am, but I had to tease you, it's my favorite thing to do."

Steve looked at him for a long moment. "Your lucky I love you, Ed." he did it again, Eddie was caught of guard by that, feeling the intensity of the statement. "I love you more." And he meant that, knew it was true too. He loved Steve so much more then just as a friend. Turning off of the main road they were on, he slowed down as he drove through a muddy path. "Is this the part where you murder me?" Steve joked, taking in their surroundings.

Eddie scoffed. "Yes, Steve. I took you out here to murder you, then I was gonna go steal your mansion, probably take your room too." Eddie made a show of looking like he was actually considering it, Steve chuckled as they pulled into a open green field. "Ah, we're here." Steve was frozen, taking in the beautiful field in front of them. He didn't even hear Eddie stepping out. He jumped when his door was pulled open, head snapping over to Eddie who was holding his hand out for Steve to take, looking at him expectantly.

"Shit, sorry-" Eddie shook his head at him with a smile and interupted his apology. "Steve, shutup and take my hand." Steve glanced down at Eddie's waiting palm, slowly taking it and letting Eddie guide him out, mumbling "Right, s-sorry." Eddie didn't respond, only intertwined their fingers and lead Steve to a particular spot to sit down. They sat so closely together, it was just natural for them. "So.. why are we here? I mean, I see what you wanted to show me, the view is pretty." He gestured to the lake in front of them. "But, any reason?"

Eddie shrugged. "I've never brought anybody out here before. Always wanted to, but, never had anyone to. And your my favorite person. I probably love you more then anybody, I've never even been this close with anybody. I mean, sometimes I can't even believe your real. Your just- so fucking kind, and sweet, and perfect-" he paused his ramble, finally looking over to Steve who was staring so intensly at Eddie. "Sorry. I didn't mean to ramble, or say all that shit, just forget it-" Steve placed his hand over Eddie's, slowly shaking his head.

"No. Eddie, that- that was so fucking sweet. You- you don't even know how much that means to me, I- I love you too, so much." tears were gathering in the corners of Eddie's eyes. He noticed the same was happening to Steve. "Your so special to me, Steve." Eddie's voice broke and Steve pulled him into a soul crushing hug, squeezing him so tightly, and Eddie squeezed back. His eyes screwed shut and he willed himself to not cry. He'd never loved anybody before, didn't know how intense it could be. And loving Steve Harrington, was all he ever wanted to do. Worship the man, even if he didn't love Eddie in a romantic way, Eddie would take anything he'd give.

"Eddie?" Steve's voice broke the silence. "Hm?" Eddie wasn't sure he could speak properly right now. "You know your special to me too, right? So fucking special." Eddie's heart clenched, he gripped Steve tighter, feelings the tears begging to pour out. "Mhm." His voice was wobbly. Steve started to rub his back, could probably tell he was on the verge of crying. "Eddie, you desvere the world. You deserve more then that, deserve everything you want in life, and more." It was too hard to control the tears then, he couldn't. He wanted so badly to tell Steve how he truly loved him, not in a friend way, but so much more.

They always seemed to end up crying with each other, having these vulnerable talks about their feelings and whatnot. All this denial and longing rising in Eddie that would then spill over, Steve always comforting him because he was so fucking amazing. Eddie was ruined for anybody else, but he never wanted anybody else, nobody else mattered, only Steve. Steve was his light, his rock, always guiding him back down to earth when he wasn't ok, read him so well and- fuck, Eddie really wasn't sure how much longer he could go pining over Steve.

He forced himself to let go of Steve, remembering what he hadn't even showed Steve yet. Wiping his eyes, blinking to clear hid vision, he was met with Steve's sympathetic gaze, looking at Eddie with those gorgeous hazel eyes. "Hey Steve? His eyes didn't leave Eddie's for a second, he merely raised his eyebrows in question. "Look up." Steve's expression started to morph into a confused one as he slowly looked up, gasping at the sight he was met with. So many glowing stars with the moon shining down on them, it illuminated Steve's features, somehow made him all the more beautiful.

The stars had hints of multiple different colors shining along with the white, he could see bits of green, and yellow, and some purple. It looked like a dream, not even real. "Oh my god." Steve breathed out, his eyes transfixed on the nightsky. Eddie glanced up at it for a moment, he'd seen it a million times himself, it almost didn't phase him anymore. But Steve's reaction to it, how mesmerized he looked, only made Eddie wish he'd brought him here sooner.

"Its-" "beautiful." Eddie interupted him, but he wasn't looking at the sky, he was looking at Steve, who was still looking up at the sky in complete awe. He finally tore his eyes away from it to meet Eddie's. "Yeah." they held strong eye contact for a few moments, before a chilly breeze brushed past them, the wind picking up. Steve shivered, going to rub his arms since he was wearing a short sleeved shirt. Eddie instantly took his jacket off, wrapping it around Steve's who glanced at it and then Eddie.

"But you'll be cold." His eyebrows furrowed in worry, Eddie want to kiss the lines forming there to smooth then. "But you won't be." He shrugged like it was nothing, facing forward and taking the time to peer up at the stars. Steve still had his gaze on Eddie. "Are you sure?" He whispered, so quietly. Eddie nodded. "Don't worry about me, I like the cold." It was quiet then, a comfortable silence continued.

Steve shifted closer and slowly went to rest his head on Eddie's shoulder. Eddie hoped he couldn't hear how fast his heart was beating, it felt so loud. He slowly brought a hand around Steve's waist and pulled him closer as they both stared at the nightsky for a bit. "Mm, I think I'm too tired to drive back. So we can sleep in my van tonight, unless you wanna drive?" Eddie offers, Steve lifts his head up to glance behind them at Eddie's van, it was getting darker outside. "No, I'm too tired too. Can we head to bed now?"

Eddie's heart melted at the way sleepy Steve looked. He must've been falling asleep on Eddie's shoulder, all wrapped up in his jacket, his eyes were droopy. "Sure, Stevie. Let's go." Eddie stood up first, reaching down to lift Steve up, he let Steve lean onto him as they sleepily stumbled towards Eddie's van. Eddie opened the back doors to his van as Steve stood there, trying to force himself to stay awake. Eddie offered his hand and Steve instantly took it, Eddie gently helped him up and into the van, shutting the doors behind him.

Steve just about instantly plopped down onto the mattress Eddie thankfully had, setting Eddie's jacket down before ripping his shirt off and throwing it somewhere, he shimmied out of his pants and chucked them somewhere as well, his shoes following after. Then grabbing the blankets there and pulling them over himself as he shut his eyes. Eddie had to hold himself back from laughing at the sight, he quietly took off his shoes and pants, reluctantly taking his shirt off too.

He joined Steve, snuggling behind him as Steve turned around to face Eddie. Keeping his eyes closed, he wrapped his arms around Eddie's neck and pulled him so close. He could feel Steve's body heat radiating off him, he slowly wrapped his arms around Steve and embraced him. Steve made a noise of contentment, hiding his face in Eddie's neck, as he sighed heavily. Eddie combed his hands through Steve's hair as Steve slowly fell asleep in his arms, he pressed a quick soft kiss to his head before shutting his eyes, letting sleep overtake him.

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Eddie wakes up first, as his eyes adjust to the light, he takes in how they've shifted in their sleep, Steve laying atop of him, seemingly having wrapped himself completely around Eddie like a koala. Eddie found it incredibly endearing. He smiled softly, admiring a sleeping Steve, he looked so peaceful, so beautiful. The domesticness of it all was alot, too comfortable, made Eddie feel safe and he could definitely get used to this. He didn't want it to end. He was missing it before it was even over.

He sighed and brushed a strand of Steve's hair away from his eyes, cupping his check and rubbing his thumb there ever so softly. Steve stirred and flinched away from the touch, he shouted in fear and Eddie joined in on the screaming, confused and frightened as Steve was.

"-Ah! What the fuck are you doing?!" Eddie shouted. "No, sorry- I felt something and thought there was a bug." Steve rubbed one eye. Eddie's eyes widened as Steve shifted off him and plopped down next to him. "Well, there wasn't." They rolled over to face each other. "What was it?" Steve asked. Eddie went red as turned back to face forward. "I don't know! I have no idea." He wasn't sure why he was getting so defensive about it, something about him caressing Steve like that as if they were lovers felt too intimate, despite how they already are with each other, they didn't usually do that.

Thankfully Steve dropped it, sitting up and pulling the blanket off him. Eddie found himself staring at Steve's back as he pulled his pants on, propping both arms behind his head, he closed his eyes for a few more moments, but they snapped open when he suddenly felt Steve climbing on top of him. He straddled Eddie and started tickling him,, and he couldn't help but instantly laugh at the feeling, he was super fucking ticklish. Steve was laughing too as he hovered over Eddie, mercilessly tickling him. "S- Steve wait, s- s- stop-" he couldn't stop laughing and tears were starting to prick at the corners of his eyes as Steve shook his head no with a big smile.

"F- fuck s- Steve!" He rolled his eyes but finally let up and Eddie gasped for air. Throwing his head back as he took in deep breaths. "Fuck- You fucking asshole!" Steve feigned innocence as Eddie shook his head at him, in a second, he had shoved Steve off him and hovered above him before started to tickle stomach area. Steve instantly burst into a fit of giggles, trying to block Eddie to no avail, he grabbed both of Steve's hands with one of his and pinned them above his head, not letting up on him just as Steve did.

"Eddie! F- fuck ok! I'm s- sorry. Stop!" He was on the verge of tears himself, laughing so hard it physically hurt, Eddie decided to have mercy on him and he let go, backing off as Steve gasped for air. He looked absolutely fucked, and what that image did to Eddie's head. He realized he was still in just his boxers and instantly dove for his pants, Steve slowly sitting up to watch him. "You dick." He was still taking deep breaths, Eddie huffed and smiled, glancing at him as he put his pants on.

"Hey, you started it." He shrugged, Steve didn't argue with that, reaching for his shirt to pull it on, before tossing it away again. "That fucking stinks. Do you have anything in here that I can wear?" Eddie glanced around, spotting a slightly worn out black Metallica shirt. He grabbed it and chucked it at Steve who scoffed. "Thanks, asshole." Eddie smirked. "Sorry, princess." He said in a patronizing tone, and he was joking when he said it, glancing at Steve's who was suddenly red and quiet, slowly pulling the shirt on. Eddie tilted his head at him curiously. What was that reaction?

But seeing Steve in his shirt distracted him from that train of thought. It was too tight on him, since Steve was a bit bigger and more muscular, and god, did it look so good on him. Yeah, seeing Steve in his clothes did it for him. He tore his eyes away from Steve, busying himself with putting on a shirt, but Steve just had to torture Eddie. "Hey, Ed's? Does this look ok on me?" Eddie squeezed his eyes shut before turning around to face Steve, he was looking down at himself unsure.

"Steve, it looks good. Trust me." Eddie turned back around. "A- are you sure? I just feel silly." Eddie bit his bottom lip hard. How did he not know how breathtaking he was? "Dude, you look fucking hot. Your good." Steve's eyes snapped up to meet his. "You think I look hot?" Eddie awkwardly rubbed at the back of his neck. "Uhm, yeah? That weird?" Steve instantly shook his head. "No, it's not weird. You- you look good- hot, too." Eddie bit back a smile, turning around to hide his growing blush. "You really know how to woo a guy."

Never in his life would he have imagined Steve Harrington would call him hot, but Steve was always surprising him. "Shut up." He could practically hear Steve rolling his eyes. "We should probably be heading back now, huh?" Steve hummed like he was thinking. "Yeah, s'pose we should." Eddie climbed up to the front of his van, Steve joining him in the passenger seat. "Want me to drop you off, or..?" He left it open for Steve to choose. "No, can we go to yours?" Eddie nodded, starting his van, he wasn't expecting that but he loved being with Steve every chance he got, like hell he was gonna say no.

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Five

Steve shouldn't be so nervous, but he fucking was. He'd already talked with Robin and gotten reassurance from her that Eddie was interested in him, but he couldn't still his mind, couldn't stop his heart from pounding as he knocked on Eddie's trailer, standing there waiting, feeling like an idiot and like he should turn around before he ruined everything.

The door swung open to reveal Eddie, no shirt on, clearly having freshly showered, his hair was damp and he had a towel wrapped stupidly low on his waist, Steve could see his fucking v-line. He gulped, meeting Eddie's gaze, he had a toothbrush in his mouth, and a confused look. "Stevie? Isn't it late?" Eddie rubbed one eye, glancing behind him to check his wall clock. "Yeah, I uh- sorry. I shouldn't have come over, I'll let you sleep." He turned to head back to his car, ready to bang his head against the steering wheel and wallow in his feelings but Eddie grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Steve," he started, Steve turning back around to face him. "You don't have to leave, stay, please. You know I love having you around." Steve's heart warmed at that. "What were you gonna say?" Eddie questioned, Steve took a moment to gather himself, Eddie loosening his grip and instead holding Steve's hand, rubbing the skin there soothingly. "Well, I was going to ask, if- if you wanted to maybe go on a date?" He asked lamely. Eddie all but froze, Steve hated that.

"A date?" He squeaked out. "Well- uh, like- like a friend one, a friend date." He clarified, Eddie seemed to relax at that. Shit, he probably was getting ready to let Steve down awkwardly. Whatever Robin thought she knew was clearly wrong. Eddie didn't like him like that, that was pretty fucking clear. "Sure, Stevie." Eddie feigned nonchalance, but his heart was pounding, felt like his legs were trembling. "Tonight? What did you have in mind?" Steve weighed his head side to side. "Bar? We could like, try and find you a boyfriend or hook up." Why the fuck did he just say that? He felt so stupid, but he just panicked.

Eddie's smile seemed to falter a bit, but Steve was probably just imaging it. "Well I'm not too interested in hooking up with someone random, but shit, yeah, for sure. Let me just- uh, change real quick. Come in and- do whatever." He turned to go to his room, Steve walking in and shutting the door. And if his eyes followed Eddie's hips as he walked off to his room, nobody had to know. His pants tightened at the sight and he had to remind himself that Eddie was not at all interested in him. He'd been dropping hints for months and Eddie hadn't made a move so it was obvious he wasn't interested. Steve went over to Eddie's fridge in search of alcohol to pregame. He grabbed a cold beer and started on that.

"So, what kind of bar is this, exactly?" Eddie shouted from his room. "It's a gay one, been there a couple times," to get my mind off of you. "It's just out of town. Not super far, and not sketchy or anything." Steve finishes his first beer, tossing it in the trash can before making his way to Eddie's room. "Been there before?" Was that jealousy Steve detected in Eddie's voice? Or maybe that was wishful thinking. "Yeah, once or twice." He shrugged, entering Eddie's room to see him slightly bent over his dresser, focusing on putting eyeliner around his eyes.

Fuck, he looked insanely fucking hot. He was wearing the tightest leather pants known to man, and a goddamn crop top, some random metal band on the front of it. Steve shamelessly raked his eyes over Eddie's body, Eddie meeting his eyes in the mirror when he looked back up. "Y- you look nice." Nice was a fucking understatement, he looked like- Steve didn't know how to describe it, but if he wasn't already attracted to Eddie.. God, it felt a 100 times stronger now. He couldn't do this sober.

Eddie smiled shyly. "Thanks. You don't think it's too much?" He turned around, looking at Steve with his big beautiful doe eyes. "Oh its definitely too much." He smiled, Eddie's glaring at him. "But it's you. I think its perfect." Eddie usually never cared what other people thought, was he nervous? "You sap." He chuckled and turned around, putting the finishing touches on his eye makeup, using his pinky to lightly smudge the corners of his eyes before he turned around once again. Steve was leaning on the doorframe just admiring him, praying his pants didn't look as tight as they felt.

"Alright, ready." Steve gave a nod and turned to go open the front door for them. "Always a gentleman." Eddie quickly kissed his cheek and continued walking, not sure why he did but he just felt like it, and he didn't think Steve would be upset at the gesture. It was just a little friend kiss.. Steve quickly jogged beside Eddie, nodding towards his own car, Eddie took the hint and went to get in the passenger seat of it, and they took off.

The drive wasn't very long, it felt like in the blink of an eye, Steve was parking and opening his door. Eddie slowly stepped out, he could hear the music already, generic sexy bar music. Steve offered his hand to Eddie, probably being able to tell how nervous he was. Eddie was grateful, he took it and let Steve lead them inside. The music was obviously even louder as they walked in, welcome by the smell of sweaty bodies, alcohol, and- was that weed?" Eddie glanced around and took in the scenery.

So many people dry humping and dancing, there were mostly dudes here. Steve was looking around seemingly unphased, but Eddie felt like his eyes were about to pop out of his skull, yet he aimed for unphased. "Now these, are my people." Steve chuckled and shook his head. What are we drinking, Stevie?" They walked up to the counter to order, Eddie turning and resting his elbows on the counter, glancing around as Steve ordered them whatever the hell he did.

Soon there was a nudge to his shoulder, Steve holding up two shots and offering one to Eddie. "Oh, fuck yeah." He took it and the clinked their glasses, but smiling at each other as they downed them, Eddie made a face at the burn he felt in his throat. "Fuck, oh my god" he coughed as Steve laughed and patted his back. "You get used to it." Eddie turned back to the counter, seeing another shot he assumed was theirs. he grabbed it and quickly downed it, it only burned more.

"Fuuck.." his voice was hoarse, Steve threw his head back in laughter as Eddie kicked one of his legs. "Hey! Ow." Steve was pouting now, Eddie rolled his eyes and grabbed two more shots. "Cheers, you asshole." Steve rolled his eyes this time and they both drank their next ones. "Jesus, fuck, I'm done. That's fucking strong." Steve grabbed his third shot and drank it quickly before Eddie nodded toward the crowd of people dancing. "Wanna dance with me, Stevie?" He looked at Steve through his lashes, pouting his lips a bit.

Yeah, he was definitely getting liquid courage, this was dangerous. "Fuck yes." Eddie grinned and took his hand, dragging him along to an empty spot. He wrapped his hands around Steve's neck as Steve placed his hands on Eddie's waist. "This ok?" He breathed out, Eddie shut his eyes and nodded, relishing in how amazing he felt. "Mhm, s'fine." He slurred his words just a bit, Steve chuckling as he got more comfortable, they started to sway to the music.

Eddie momentarily opened his eyes, noticing someone watching him out of the corner of his eye, Steve turned his head to where Eddie was looking. "Some guys staring at me." Steve's grip tightened on Eddie, he let out a sharp breath, turning back to Eddie. "Can I kiss you?" Eddie's eyes went comically wide. "Just to get him off your back." Steve shrugged, like it was fucking nothing and he didn't just shift Eddie's whole world. "If he thinks your with someone, he'll surely back off." Steve continued.

Eddie gulped and nodded. "S- sure, yeah," He nodded. "That makes sense." Steve glanced down at Eddie's lips, seeming hesitant. "You don't have to, if you-" Steve cut him off by crashing their lips together. He tasted of the alcohol they'd just drank, it was fucking heavenly. Their lips moved in sync, Steve pulling him closer as Eddie gasped into his mouth. And all to soon, the kiss ended. Steve pulled back looking absolutely delicious, his lips slick with spit.

Their eyes met, neither sure what to say or do now, the kiss was so intense. Eddie spared a glance in the direction of the man who was once looking at him, seeing him chatting it up with somebody else. "It uh, looks like your idea worked." Steve snapped out of whatever daze he was in. "Right, yeah.. good." The tension between them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Eddie backed off Steve, feeling an overwhelming amount of feelings rushing to him, he couldn't handle it. He'd just kissed Steve but he still couldn't fucking have him.

"I- I need to use the bathroom." He caught a brief glimpse of Steve's concerned look before he turned and rushed past everybody surrounding them, pushing his way though, he made it to the bathroom. He could feel tears starting to flood his eyes, his lips quivered as he stared at his reflection in the mirror, willing himself to not have a goddamn breakdown about this. He squeezed his eyes shut, but images of Steve and his beautiful fucking smile and face flashed through his mind once again.

He heard the door open, his eyes darting towards it to see some random guy rushing to one of the stalls. He blinked back any remaining tears, wiping his eyes, and stepping back out. He didn't get very far before he felt a hand on his shoulder turning him around, he honestly hoped it was Steve, and he kinda hated himself for that. It wasn't, just a guy who was shamelessly checking Eddie out, it was the last thing he was interested in right now. "Hey, gorgeous." He tucked a strand of Eddie's hair behind his ears, that infuriated him. He only wanted Steve to do that.

Maybe this what was he needed though, to get his mind of Steve, his friend, who he was so desperately in love with. "Hi." The man smiled, his hand traveling down to Eddie's hip. "You're real pretty." Eddie hated how not into this he was. Why wasn't he? The man was good enough looking, and sweet talker, what the fuck? All he wanted was Steve.

Before he could even try to respond, thoug,, the man was being pushed back by someone who'd just walked up beside Eddie. "Fuck off, he's already with someone." it was Steve, he looked pissed, too. The man scoffed, looking at Eddie. "Really? He seemed real into me just now." Eddie glanced at Steve, noticing how his jaw clenched, staring at the man like he was ready to punch him, but his gaze shifted to Eddie and immediately softened. "Ed's, do you want me to leave yall alone?" Eddie definitely did not want him to, he couldn't bring himself to even try to start something with another guy, he just wanted Steve to fucking hold him.

He slowly shook his head no, the man gaped, clearly not having expected that. "Well that answers that. C'mon." he offered his hand to Eddie who immediately took it, he'd follow Steve anywhere. Steve glanced back momentarily to give the guy a pointed look, making sure he'd fuck off and not try anything. Steve led them outside, they sat on a bench not far away facing each other. Eddie shivered, it was much colder out here now then a bit ago, Steve immediately took of his coat and draped it over Eddie.
"T- thanks." Steve gave him a nod. "Eddie, I'm so sorry if the kiss made you uncomfortable. I- I shouldn't have offered that, it was stupid, I'm stupid-" Eddie cut him off with a hug.

Steve was such a sweetheart, apologizing like it was his fault, already blaming himself. Eddie squeezed him tightly, feeling Steve slowly wrapping his arms around him and return the affection. "Your not stupid, Steve." Steve was silent while holding him. "Can we go, please?" Eddie whispered, his voice so small and vulnerable. "Of course, Ed's." He pulled back and cradled Eddie's head in his hands, looking at him with so much fondness and worry in his eyes. He kissed Eddie's forehead, and Eddie could feel his heart clenching. Steve pulled back and caressed Eddie's check with one thumb, his eyes never leaving Eddie's.

"Did I ruin everything? With the kiss.." Eddie shook his head no, his smile was so pained, he loved being shown affection and care like this, so not used to it. But he also hated it becasue it was in a platonic way, and he selfishly wanted more from Steve. "You didn't ruin anything, Stevie. I did." Steve expression morphed into one of confusion. "What do you mean?" Eddie shook his head, realizing he's definitely said too much, he couldn't tell Steve he liked him in that way, loved him in that way.

He couldn't bare to loose him, Steve would definitely run for the fucking hills, and Eddie deserved it. He stood up, nodding towards Steve's car. "Don't worry about it, just my stupid feelings." he gave a forced smile, Steve standing up beside him. "Your feelings aren't stupid, Eddie." It was usually serious when they used each other's names like that, no nicknames or anything. Eddie looked down, nodding slowly. "Right." He wasn't sure Steve would still think that if he knew of Eddie true feelings for him.

"Come on, let's go." Eddie nodded and turned around, Steve gently placing an hand on the small of his back to guide him to his car. He opened the door for Eddie and shut it as he got in. The drive home was mostly silent, Eddie was still buzzed but not nearly as intoxicated as he'd like to be to deal with his emotions, or rather, not deal with them. They were in Steve's neighborhood when Steve finally said something, breaking the silence. "Shit, I didn't even ask if you wanted to be dropped off at your place or not. I just assumed-" Eddie put a hand on his shoulder and cut him off.

"Steve, it's fine.. your bed's more comfortable then mine anyways." He joked, trying to make light of the situation. Steve glanced at him with a small smile forming. "Oh, so your just using me now?" Eddie grinned, thank fuck the mood had shifted. "Mhm, only friends with you for that bed, so fucking soft." Steve bit his lip and let out a breathy chuckle. "You jerk." He said it so softly, pulling into his driveway. "Did you want to stay?" He looked at Eddie hopefully. "Yeah." He'd stay forever if he could, Steve's bed was really comfortable, but he'd stay for Steve, he'd probably do anything for him.

"If you wanted to continue the fun.. we could raid my parents liquor cabinet?" He had a playful smirk on his face. Eddie was game, not ready for the night to end. "Oh for sure, we're getting drunk." They both stepped out of the car, finding their way next to each other. They walked up to Steve's front door together, Steve patting his pockets for the keys, pulling them out with an "aha!" That made Eddie bite back a smile at how dorky Steve was.

They walked in and immediately ventured into the kitchen, Steve opening his liquor cabinet and grabbing two bottles, shaking them with a playful grin as Eddie walked up to him, snatching one and darting into the living room as Steve scoffed and followed. "Ed! You asshole, I wanted that one!" Eddie giggled as he ran over to the couch, Steve right behind him, tackling him onto it. The bottles fell onto the floor, thankfully not breaking, just clinking together.

"You little shit! Apologize." He had both Eddie's hands pinned above his head he was nearly fucking sitting on Eddie's ass. "F- fine! You win, sorry." He could only imagine how smug Steve looked, while Eddie was below him squirming and blushing. The way Steve manhandled him.. it was doing it for Eddie. "Mhm, thank you." Steve got off him, Eddie releasing a loud breath as Steve grabbed their bottles. "Fuck you," he started, sitting up. Steve gave him an amused look.

"You just love showing off how strong you are, huh Stevie?" He stood up, squeezing one of Steve's muscular biceps, he chuckled, shrugging. "You seem to really like touching these strong biceps." He teased with a smirk. Eddie immediately stopped, realizing how weird he probably seemed. "S- Sorry, didn't mean to like, grope you or whatever. I- I wasn't trying to-" Steve had already set their drinks back down, going to grab Eddie's shoulders. "Hey, I was just teasing, don't worry, I'm not bothered by it."

Eddie nodded, feeling like an idiot for always freaking out about things. "Right, sorry." Steve gave him a look for apologizing again. "Sorry." He squeezed his eyes shut, wanting to just bang his head against something. He heard Steve laugh, feeling relief at that. Steve somehow wasn't weirded out by Eddie at this point. "Your adorable." Eddie opened his eyes, seeing how fondly Steve was looking at him, it made him squirm, standing there feeling small and weird, he just wanted to cuddle Steve and hide himself in his neck.

"Shush, give me my drink." Steve snorted and handed Eddie one of the bottles, keeping the one he wanted to himself as Eddie rolled his eyes. "Cmere, goofball, let me play with your hair." Steve sat down on the couch, patting the space in between his legs for Eddie to sit. In his lap. Yep, he's done this before and he can do it again. No big deal. He slowly sat down, stiff as ever as he focused on opening his bottle. Steve had turned the TV on and soon Eddie felt hand in his hair, not doing anything in particular, just carding through it and gently massaging his scalp, it felt too good.

He took a swig of his bottle, feeling his eyes roll to the back of his head at Steve's goddamn hands. He pressed his clothed back against Steve's chest, just resting there. Steve paused his movements, one hand rested in Eddie's hair while the other brought his own bottle up to his lips, taking a drink and setting it down beside him as he continued with Eddie's hair. It was silent except for the movie playing, some cheesy film Eddie couldn't be bothered to care about. Steve and his hands were the only thing occupying his mind.

Steve would occasionally pause to sip his drink, Eddie drinking his own. He'd nearly finished his bottle and his mind was feeling a little fuzzy now, he was still able to talk, mostly normal, but he felt really nice. Steve rubbed one spot a little harder and it definitely made Eddie react. "Steeve," he whined, not registering the fact that he'd just unknowingly pressed his ass closer to Steve's front until he could feel Steve's buldge against him. Eddie froze. Was Steve aware?

"M' sorry, was that too hard?" He slurred his words only in the slightest. "A bit, mhm." Eddie squeaked out, his pants were tightening and this was about to be really fucking awkward soon. "Mm, sorry Eddie baby." Eddie couldn't control his mouth. "Fuck." He breathed out, his head lightly hitting Steve's chest as he squeezed his eyes shut. Steve shifted underneath him, probably feeling his own boner now and trying to hide it, but it just pressed against Eddie more. He let out a small breathy moan against his will.

Steve's movements with his hands fully stopping, Eddie eyes shot open. Shit, this was it. Steve was gonna be so pissed at him for being so weird, once again turning something platonic into something it wasn't. "F- fuck," he stood up, starting to panic a bit. "Steve, fuck, I- I'm so fucking sorry. I didn't mean to do that, I- I swear, I-" Steve stood up quickly, shaking his head which to Eddie was him saying he didn't accept his apology, he could feel himself tearing up, rushing to apologize before Steve kicked him out or punched him or something.

"S- Steve, you have to believe me, I'd never come onto you, I know you don't like me like that-" Fuck. What the hell did he just say. "Eddie-" he shook his head, cutting Steve off. "No! Steve, seriously, I promise I was trying to pull anything.. it's just, your hands, in my hair, the alcohol, you were so close. I- I'm sorry! Please don't hate me for liking you. I'm so sorry." He broke down on the last words, rushing to cover his eyes and hide his face.

Arms immediately wrapped around him, Steve pulling him close. "Eddie, listen to me, please." Eddie tried to control his crying, but everything was coming out, all his fear, pent up feelings and denial, shame. "Ok." was all he managed to get out. "Eddie, you beautiful idiot, I'm not mad at you, not at all." Eddie blinked a couple times, pulling his head back to look at Steve. "Your not?" Steve's face melted at the sight of him, his eyes were so big and full of fear, so teary, his face flushed, lips pink and quivering. How could he ever be mad at this angel?

"No, I'm not." Eddie looked confused. "You.. why aren't you mad? W- why aren't you like- kicking me in the dick? Punching me, I- I don't know, anything?" Steve heart clenched at those words. "Why the fuck would I hurt you?" Eddie bit his bottom lip to try and stop the quivering, looking away from Steve. "Be- because, I'm disgusting. I'm so fucking gross and pathetic, and-" Steve was not letting him continue with that. "Eddie, look at me." His voice was stern and Eddie's eyes snapped up to meet his.

"I don't ever wanna hear you say shit like that about yourself, ever again. I mean that. You are not disgusting, or pathetic. Why would you think that?" More tears were threatening to spill out of Eddie's eyes. "Cause, Steve, I like you, alot, a whole fucking lot, more then I should. And we're supposed to be friends, and here I am, fucking- in love with you, like a loser." He shook his head at himself. Steve's eyes widening at the revelation. "You love me?" Eddie figured this was the part where Steve would let him down, probably tell him to get the fuck out of his house since he was too nice to beat Eddie's ass like he desvered.

"I do, and I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't mean to-" Steve shook his head and cut him off. "Eddie, please stop apolizing," Steve took a deep breath before continuing. "All those times, where we were getting a little too friendly with each other.. it wasn't some one sided thing, I did it too." Eddie's confusion deepened. "But, you don't like me like that." Steve face softened. "Eddie," and oh, oh shit. How blind had Eddie been? "Ed's, I- I think I've be in love you for awhile." What the actual fuck. Is he serious? There's no way he's serious.

"You- your in love with me?' Eddie squeaked out, voice breaking. "Yes, you fucking dork, are you oblivious? The way I look at you, like a lovesick idiot. The way we touched, and slept together, nothing I've done was any hint to you?" Eddie thought hard, he'd always wrote everything off, never let himself get too far wondering if Steve could ever like him back, it seemed so far fetched and impossible. "I- I guess I should have noticed some things.. I just told myself there's no way you could ever like me like that, I still don't understand it. I mean, me?"

How was Steve gonna prove to him his feelings? "Yes, you, your what I want. No other guy, nothing. You, Eddie. You hear me?" He nodded. "So, what now?" Steve had waited fucking long enough for this, he just wanted to kiss Eddie so badly. "Can I kiss you, baby?" Eddie felt like he could fucking crumble, he didn't know how to exist, didn't trust himself to speak, he just nodded. Steve brought a hand to Eddie's chin, guiding him closer, their noses touched, he could feel Steve lips brushing against his, and then they were on his.

And god were they so soft. Steve kissed him like he was fragile and would break with any wrong move. It was closed lipped, slow and passionate, until it wasn't. The kiss became more eager and desperate, heat growing in their guts. Steve carded a hand through Eddie's hair and gave and experimental tug, eliciting a soft moan from Eddie which only spurred Steve on. He pulled away from the kiss to mouth at Eddie's jaw, holding his head back with the hand still firmly tangled in Eddie's hair. Eddie's gasped, gripping Steve's shoulders as Steve worked his way down to Eddie's neck, sucking the skin there.

Eddie whimpered. "S- Steve, please." They both knew what he was asking for. "Are you sure?" Steve pulled away, Eddie nodded. "More then sure. Just, I've never.." Steve was quick to reassure him. "Neither have I, not with a guy before." That made eddie feel relieved, nodding slowly. He was straining in his jeans, Steve was too. "Ok, yeah, ok." Steve smiled at him, leaning in slowly to kiss him, it was tender and careful, like they had all the time in the world, which they kind of did. Eddie hummed in contentment, Steve starting to walk backwards, leading them towards the stairs.

They stumbled up there, giggling and barely able to break away for more then 5 seconds before they had to get their hands back on each other, had to reconnect their lips. Both had waited so long for this. Entering Steve's room, Steve mindlessly kicked the door shut, not bothering to open his eyes or anything as he and Eddie walked towards his bed, lips still locked. They paused beside Steve's bed, breaking the kiss, Steve slowly took his shirt off, Eddie's gaze dropping to his chest, he brought his palm up to it, feeling how Steve's heart was pounding.

He met his eyes, Steve was already looking at him, he placed his hand over Eddie's, letting it rest there for a moment before grabbing Eddie's hand and bring it up to his lips to kiss his knuckles, still staring into his eyes. Eddie shuddered. Going to take his own shirt off, he wasn't as muscular as Steve, there was really nothing special about the way he looked underneath his clothes to him. But Steve raked his eyes over his body with so much lust, his pupils dilating, like Eddie was perfect. He wanted to squirm, he felt on full display and he hadn't even taken his pants off yet.

They locked eyes again, and like Steve could tell how Eddie was feeling about himself, he put himself on display too, stepping out of his pants, his boxers followed along.. and then he was naked. Eddie took in a deep breath, Steve was hung, not that he had any experiences to compare it to, but he could tell. Steve seemed fine with Eddie looking him over, giving him a soft smile. Eddie swallowed and slowly pulled his jeans down, his chub showing through his boxers, Steve eyes immediately dropped down as he slid his boxers off, feeling so vulnerable.

"God, your beautiful." That was the last thing Eddie had expected to hear. "Oh." he breathed out, glancing down at himself. "C'mere." Steve reached for him, pulling Eddie into his embrace to kiss him, Eddie hummed into the kiss. Steve backed up by the bed, plopping down, he dragged Eddie along with him, Eddie straddling Steve's lap, and then they broke away. "How far do you wanna go?" Steve breathed out.

"All the way." Eddie immediately responded, Steve nodding at that. "Me too." Holy shit, this was actually happening, it wasn't a dream. Eddie surged forward to kiss him again, plunging his hands in Steve's hair, feeling through it. Steve moaned into Eddie's mouth, sending shiver down his spine as Steve parted his lips to deepen the kiss.

Eddie did the same. Steve licked into his mouth and Eddie gasped into the kiss, Steve lett out a muffled moan. Eddie slipped his tounge in along with Steve's, feeling Steve hand's start to explore his body. They started at his shoulders, feeling the skin there, then moving down his back slowly, as if he were tracing Eddie's body, memorizing it. His hands danced down Eddie skin, heading down further to his ass. He grazed over it before bringing his hands to Eddie's thighs, squeezing them as Eddie unconsciously grinded down in Steve's lap. Steve twisted his hips up a bit, and- yeah, they were both fully hard from making out.

Steve let out a breathy chuckle as he retracted his tounge, biting Eddie's lower lip softly, relishing in the whimper that earned him. He gave his thighs another more gentle squeeze and let his hands move back to Eddie's ass, gripping it which had Eddie pressing closer, they were chest to chest, Eddie was panting into the kiss, Steve licking into Eddie's mouth again, sucking his tounge, Eddie whined but it was muffled by Steve's lips on his.

Steve was massaging Eddie's ass, he brought one hand up to Eddie's hair, carding through it gently before giving a slightly harsh tug that broke the kiss. Eddie's head went back with a gasp as Steve attacked his throat, sucking the skin below his jaw, Eddie gripped his shoulders, Steve felt so hot against him. His hands moved up to Steve's hair, messing it up which would've annoyed Steve if it was anybody else, but he didn't give two shits when it was Eddie.

"Steve-" Eddie let out a broken moan as Steve sunk his teeth into the skin of his lower neck. "F- fuck!" Eddie cried out in pleasure, grinding against Steve once more, the hand Steve had on Eddie's ass came to his hip to still him. He trailed his lips up to Eddie's ear, biting his earlobe before whispering. "If you keep doing that, we aren't gonna last very long." His voice was rough and that sent chills through Eddie's spins. "Sorry, I- I'll try to stop." Steve nodded against him slowly, letting go of his hip.

"Good boy." Eddie felt heat in his gut, he let out a soft moan as Steve continued with kissing down his throat, leaving wet and sloppy kisses, Eddie had to physically hold himself back from grinding against Steve, he desperately wanted the friction. Steve kissed his way back up to Eddie's face, letting go of his hair and pressing his lips against his softly. Eddie moaned desperately and Steve smiled against his lips. He pulled away slowly, looking into Eddie's eyes with such love.

Eddie blinked up at him a couple times, looking at Steve through his lashes with his big chocolate eyes. "I love you so much." Eddie kissed him again, trying to show Steve how much he loved him too. He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration as they passionately made out. He slowly pulled away, their foreheads pressing together as they both took deep breaths. Steve smiled so big as and Eddie couldn't help but return it. "I love you too, so fucking much." Steve gave Eddie a quick peck at the corner of his lips.

"Are you ready to-" Eddie nodded, Steve letting out a soft chuckle. "Ok," he started, pulling his head back. "Should I get a condom?" Eddie tilted his head. "You're asking me?" Steve shrugged, blushing a bit. "Just giving you the choice. I'm clean, so, and I haven't slept with anybody else, not in a while." Eddie knew what he wanted right away. "Neither have I. Well, uh-" he swallowed. "I've never slept with anybody before." He looked down, feeling slight embarrassment.

Steve brought a hand to his chin, tilting his head up to meet his eyes. "Eddie, I don't care. You don't need to be embarrassed about that. If you'd feel more comfortable being on top, I can do that-" Eddie shook his head. "I want you to." Steve slowly nodded. "Ok. Then I'll go slow and be gentle." Eddie wanted to hug him for how sweet he was, so he did. He pressed the side of his head to Steve's chest and wrapped his arms around him, Steve returning the affection. "Thank you." Eddie mumbled, Steve was rubbing his back slowly, and it was comforting. "You don't need to thank me. But your welcome."

Steve carded through his hair with one hand, rubbing his back with the other as they sat for a moment, just enjoying each other's embrace. It felt so nice, and for once, Eddie wasn't scared, he had no doubts that Steve would be gentle with him, but he was no longer scared of his own feelings, scared of what he thought was his unrequited love. He always thought he'd be doomed to pine over Steve, watch him grow and get with a girl, but his feelings were returned, and it wasn't just Steve liking him too, a mutal crush, no, they were in love, already devoted to each other.

Eddie sighed contently against him, slowly pulling back. "Can we do it without a condom?" He asked. "If that's what you want, yeah." Eddie bit his lip. "Do you want that?" Steve raised his eyebrows at him and leveled him with a look. "Yeah, Eddie," he nodded with a breathy chuckle. "I do." He was glad Steve wanted this as much as he did. "Here," Steve led Eddie off his lap, slowly laying him down on his back. He climbed over him, holding himself up as he leaned down to kiss Eddie who plunged his hands in Steve's hair again, he learned he loved doing that now, couldn't get enough.

Steve kissed him tenderly before pulling away to mouth at Eddie's jaw, leaving sloppy wet kisses as he trailed down his neck. Eddie was taking in deep shaky breaths, Steve sucking and kissing down to his chest, glancing at Eddie nipples, he took one into his mouth. Eddie gasped, moaning right after. His hands came around Steve's head, just holding it loosely as Steve sucked the bud. It was hard now, Steve pinched the other one as Eddie squirmed under him, trying to buck up for friction.

Steve released his nipples and inched further down his body, still leaving a trail of wet kisses. It was so tender and intimate and Eddie had never experienced anything like this before, his heart swelled, he almost wanted to cry. Steve got dangerously close to his dick, looking up at Eddie in thought. "Can I blow you?" Eddie breathed out hard through his nose, nodding, Steve gave him a nod back before inching closer to his dick. Steve wasn't exactly experienced with giving blow jobs, but he knew what he liked, so he'd try to apply that.

Hel licked the tip before kissing it, Eddie was already leaking precum from his cock being so neglected, Steve spit into his hand before gripping Eddie's cock, spreading that up and down along with his precum. Eddie moaned softly at the feeling, Steve licked a long stripe up from the base to the tip of his dick before taking the head in his mouth. Eddie's hips instantly bucked forward, feeling Steve warm mouth taking more of him. He moaned loudly and threw his head back. "Fuck, Steve.. feels s'good." Steve pulled off him with a wet pop, licking his lips as he looked up at Eddie.

"Yeah, tell me how you like it." Eddie dared to glance down at Steve and what a pretty sight that was, he took the head into his mouth once again, slowly inching down more. He looked so pretty, with his glossy pink lips wrapped around Eddie's dick, looking at up him through his lashes with his gorgeous hazel eyes. "God, Steve, your gonna kill me." Steve flicked his tounge around the slit and Eddie let out a broken moan. "Steve! It's so good, your doing so good.. your fucking amazing." He was taking deep breaths, Steve moaned around his dick at the praise and Eddie almost came.

"Holy fuck! Oh my god." Steve started to bob his head slowly, flicking his tounge across the slit again and Eddie knew he was close. "Stevie, baby, I- I think I'm gonna-" Steve hollowed his cheeks and sucked, taking Eddie all the way down his throat and Eddie was gone. His jaw dropped open, squeezing his eyes shut as he let out cries of pleasure, coming before he could even warn Steve. Steve swallowed it all, letting Eddie ride out his orgasm, before he softened and let out a deep breath, feeling almost spent.

Steve slowly pulled his mouth off, looking up at Eddie for approval. "H- how'd I do?" His voice was hoarse, it made heat curl in Eddie's gut. "How'd you do?" Eddie repeated, scoffing. "That was- that was so fucking good, Steve." Steve gave him a dopey smile. "Good, I'm glad." He kissed Eddie's inner thigh, crawling back up so they were face to face. Eddie eagerly kissed him, their mouths instantly parting. Steve's tounge slipped into his mouth and he could taste himself on Steve.

"You too tired to keep going?" Steve asked in between kisses, Eddie shook his head. "Mnt mm." Steve pulled away, kissing Eddie's nose. "Ok, how do you wanna do this?" He lifted himself off Eddie, sitting back on his heels. "Do you want me to turn around?" Eddie asked, not sure what position Steve would like best. "Not really, I wanna see your face." Oh, Eddie didn't think he would say that. "Do you want to turn around?" Eddie slowly shook his head no. "Good." Steve gave him a soft smile. "Can I be laying down like this, with you on top of me?"

Steve raised his eyebrows, nodding quickly. "Yeah, course. I believe we need to stretch you out first." Eddie let out a breath and nodded. "Go for it." Steve lifted Eddie's legs so that his feet were planted on the bed. Eddie closed his eyes and tensed, never having this done to him before. Steve's hand massaged his thigh as he looked up at Eddie. "You gotta relax, Eddie baby." He opened his eyes and met Steve gaze. "Sorry, just nervous." Steve gave him a sympathetic smile.

"I know, I understand. Just try to loosen up, ok?" He felt himself nodding, thankful that Steve was being patient with him. He tried to relax himself, hearing Steve spit into his hand, Eddie tried not to shiver as Steve fingers circled his rim. "Still ok?" He questioned, making no move to go further yet. "Yeah, you can keep going." He felt Steve's finger slowly inch inside him, the intrusion felt weird at first, not bad. It was just something he wasn't used to.

He was still massaging Eddie's thigh with one hand in an attempt to sooth him, focusing his eyes on Eddie's hole. His finger moved forward, till it was at the hilt, the weird feeling was still there, but fading. "How y'doing up there?" Steve asked, breaking his gaze away to look at up Eddie, checking his face for any signs of discomfort. "Feels strange, but not bad, I'm good." Steve's gave him a nod, and retracted his finger to slowly pump it in.

Eddie's breath hitched, Steve was pumping his finger in and out painfully slow, Eddie was so tight around him. He started to work a second finger in when he thought Eddie was ready. It was painful for a few seconds before the pleasure overtook him. Eddie didn't even mind the burn. "Steve-" he moaned softly. "Feels good, baby?" Eddie bit his bottom lip and nodded. "Tell me about it." Eddie struggled to find the words as Steve steadily pumped two fingers inside him.

"Feel- full. Feels s'good, Stevie." Steve leaned down to kiss Eddie's lower stomach quickly. "You feel full already? Imagine how it's gonna feel when I stretch you out with my dick." Eddie moaned at the thought of that. "Oh my god." He whined, Steve gathered spit in his mouth before letting it drip onto Eddie's hole, working a third finger in. "Ste-" Eddie gasped at the stretch, Steve was fucking him with his fingers. He covered his mouth with one hand to muffle his pathetic moans, Steve immediately gently grabbed his hand and pulled it off. "Nuh uh, don't do that. Wanna hear you."

"More, please." Eddie squeaked out, Steve starting to go faster, scissoring him open which had Eddie's eyes rolling to the back of his head, he feel heat coiling deep in his gut. "F-fuck Steve, I think I'm close-" Steve withdrew his fingers, Eddie whining desperately at the loss. "Hold on, baby, I know." Steve shifted above him, luring his dick up before lining himself up with Eddie. "Steve-" he squirmed impatiently, hearing Steve chuckle. "Your so cute, y'know that?" He leaned down to kiss Eddie, it was sweet and slow, Steve licked into his mouth and Eddie cupped his cheeks as Steve pushed in.

Eddie gasped into his mouth, moaning into the kiss. "Oh my god, Eddie." Steve let out a loud moan at the feeling of Eddie around him, so fucking tight. He didn't make any movements yet, letting Eddie adjust to the feeling even if he wanted so badly to move.. Eddie noticed Steve's shaky fingers carding through his hair like he was delicate, as if holding back from seeking his own pleasure for Eddie, it made Eddie's heart warm, even if it was the bare minimum. "Steve, your so- big, fuck." Steve kissed around his face, trailing down to his ear to tease the skin there.

"Yeah, you ready for me?" He breathed against Eddie's skin, sending shivers down his spine, Steve sounded so husky. "Do your worst, big boy." Eddie teased, feeling Steve's smile on him. He quickly kissed Eddie's neck before thrusting forward, drawing a pornagraphic moan from Eddie. Steve wasn't exactly quiet himself. Eddie impulsively plunged his hands in Steve's hair once again, gripping it tightly. Steve pulled out, a little further this time before snapping his hips forward again and Eddie felt like he was in heaven.

His back arched off the bed as Steve set a steady pace, not too fast to hurt Eddie, but not painfully slow to tease him and make him beg, even if he wanted to do that, it's Eddie's first time and he wants it to be special for him, wants to care for him and treat him like he desveres. Eddie could feel the precome dripping onto his stomach, his dick fully erect and interested. He wanted more. "Faster, Steve, please." Steve started to pick up the pace a little, gripping Eddie's hips to drive into him, Eddie jaw dropped, forming a perfect "O" shape as stars filled his vision.

He skin felt like it was on fire, buzzing with want and need. He was so fucking happy that Steve wanted him too. If this was a dream he never wanted to wake up. "Shit! What was that?" Steve was panting above him, sweating as he focused on giving Eddie the best fuck he'd ever have. "That, baby, was your prostate. Feels good, right?" Eddie nods frantically, the pleasure almost being too much. "Harder." He pleads. "A- are you sure? I don't wanna hurt you." Eddie loves him for that, but he desperately wanted more.

"Yes. Fuck, I'm sure. Please Steve." He whined, Steve breathes out hard through his nose. "Fuck, ok. Tell me if it's too much." He says and lifts Eddie legs up before pulling back completely and slamming into him, setting a hard, fast, and unrelenting pace. The only sounds filling the room being the wet and obscene sounds of slapping skin and Steve panting along with Eddie's moans. "Holy shit!" Eddie gasps, moaning sweetly. "Fuck Steve, right there! Don't stop." Even if Steve getting a little worn out, he doesn't dare stop. Eddie was clearly edging closer to his own orgasm, and Steve wasn't far behind him.

Eddie's hips grinded down to meet Steve thrusts, Steve reached an arm up to pinch and flick one of Eddie's nipples and he was so close to coming undone. "Wan- want you closer, Stevie." Eddie panted and Steve nodded. "Of course, baby." he shifted to press his full weight onto Eddie, releasing his nipple and interwining their hands as he continued fucking into Eddie, the intimacy of it all had Steve hoping this could be real, they could really finally be real, he just wanted Eddie. Him always and forever.

Eddie whined as Steve kissed him sloppily, the tounges gliding into each other's mouth, panting and moaning. "Sweetheart, m'close. So close." Steve nodded breathlessly. He looked so pretty and sweaty, Eddie wanted to lick him, and he did. He licked a short stripe across Steve's cheek, tasting his sweat. Steve nearly growled and kissed him harshly. "God, your fucking perfect." Eddie flushed, whimpering at Steve words. "Touch me, please." He begged, Steve reaching one hand down between their sticky skin to take Eddie's dick into his hand, jerking him at a fast pace, rubbing his thumb in the slit and using the precome as lube. Eddie was gone.

He didn't have time to warn Steve before his second orgasm overtook him. He moaned loudly, coming along his stomach and clenching around Steve as he chased his own orgasm now. Moaning at Eddie's tightness, he finally came, filling Eddie up with his cum, and he could really feel it. Steve gave him the most blissed out smile before pulling out, not moving off Eddie yet, he was exhausted, Eddie could feel the cum seeping out of him onto Steve's mattress. They should've put a towel under them.

Steve lazily kissed Eddie's neck, snuggling into him and seeming uncaring about the cum on Eddie's stomach that was now smeared on his own. He pushed up a bit and glanced down at them, leaning back to duck down and lick a line up Eddie's stomach staring into his eyes as he did so, Eddie could've came again if he hadn't already just did, twice. He didn't even know he could do that. Steve swallowed the cum he'd just licked up before leaning down to kiss Eddie, immediately licking into each other's mouths. Eddie pulled Steve back fully on top of him.

"Your disgusting." He mumbled in between kisses. Steve shrugged, breaking away to roll over so that he could pull Eddie on top of him. "You love me." Eddie grinned. "Yeah, I do." He gave Steve a fond look as he rested his head on him, Steve rubbing his back, propping one hand under his head. "I love you too." Eddie blushed, thankful his face was hidden, he pressed a kiss to Steve's hairy chest, stuffing his gave in his curls and pretending to motorboat him which had Steve giggling under him.

"The fuck are you doing, Ed's?" He gave him an amused look as Eddie met his eyes. "Motorboating your boobies." He smiled, his dimples on display. Steve smiles back and shook his head fondly "You're so weird." Eddie hummed in agreement and pressed his face against Steve's chest again. "We should get cleaned up, huh?" Eddie mumbled something and made no move to get up, Steve chuckling softly and grabbing a rag on his bedside table, Eddie was half asleep on him, he slowly lifted him off himself, Eddie grumbling in protest and and trying to cling to Steve.

"Give me a second, Eddie baby, let me clean you." Eddie huffed and rolled over, letting Steve wipe his chest and stomach before wiping his own. He carefully wiped around Eddie lower region before tossing the rag to the side and laying back down. Eddie immediately crawled over him and wrapped himself all over Steve, their legs tangled together, Steve's heart felt full and he'd never been happier.

Eddie climbed up so that they were almost face to face, his chin rested on Steve's chest as he gazed up at him sleepily, Steve knew Eddie was it for him. "I think I'll love you forver." Steve said it like he was saying what was for dinner the next night, so normally. Eddie's eyes widened a bit. He'd never had anything like this before and he felt so lucky. He could've cried. "I think I'll love you forever, too." Steve gave him a soft smile, Eddie slowly reaching up to give him a soft tender kiss, pulling away after a moment to rest his head on Steve shoulder by his neck, he sighed contently.

"Goodnight, sweetheart." Eddie mumbled, feeling sleep pull at him. "Goodnight Ed's." Steve whispered. He couldn't stop smiling.