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fair.
i guess it also takes an asshole to know one.
it was really fucked up, huh?
do you have something lined up already? like for a garage, i mean... if i could take it to you whenever you're all set.
yeah, feeling pretty gross. i can't decide if something super greasy would help or if anything in my mouth would be my mortal enemy.
how much did you have? [ how is that fair?! ]
i guess it also takes an asshole to know one.
it was really fucked up, huh?
do you have something lined up already? like for a garage, i mean... if i could take it to you whenever you're all set.
yeah, feeling pretty gross. i can't decide if something super greasy would help or if anything in my mouth would be my mortal enemy.
how much did you have? [ how is that fair?! ]
( the smile he's wearing remains as steve makes his way over to where eddie's sitting -- perching, actually. he holds out the bottle for eddie to take, if he wants. the fact eddie's happy to see him, maybe just a little, has something warm settling through him.
and steve's not chasing approval, he's not, but he also likes to know he did good with his choice. so maybe he is a little. ) Mhm, top tier shit. There's wine too if we get desperate. ( and steve kinda thinks it's funny, actually, to share a bottle of wine even if he doesn't really like it.
he leans against the boulder eddie's on, arms crossed over his chest. ) I thought there was a 'we' out celebrating.
and steve's not chasing approval, he's not, but he also likes to know he did good with his choice. so maybe he is a little. ) Mhm, top tier shit. There's wine too if we get desperate. ( and steve kinda thinks it's funny, actually, to share a bottle of wine even if he doesn't really like it.
he leans against the boulder eddie's on, arms crossed over his chest. ) I thought there was a 'we' out celebrating.
( when eddie leans back, for a moment, steve finds that he just wants to follow. it's strange when eddie's not in his space now, not leaning in or touching him some way.
right now, there's no point at which they connect and steve finds himself noticing that. he wants to lean back into his arm, kinda wants to reach out and pull eddie close which is--- it's not new for eddie but new. in truth, steve goes through a lot of the motions with the girls he goes on dates with (or went on, he hasn't recently) but he never genuinely wants to reach out. not anymore.
he is still smiling as eddie falters and steve feels like he's won something, though he doesn't quite get what exactly but he likes that flicker in eddie's eyes. ) Okay. I'll be really good if you do. ( because if nothing, once he learns something, steve can be pretty focused on pulling the thread. )
right now, there's no point at which they connect and steve finds himself noticing that. he wants to lean back into his arm, kinda wants to reach out and pull eddie close which is--- it's not new for eddie but new. in truth, steve goes through a lot of the motions with the girls he goes on dates with (or went on, he hasn't recently) but he never genuinely wants to reach out. not anymore.
he is still smiling as eddie falters and steve feels like he's won something, though he doesn't quite get what exactly but he likes that flicker in eddie's eyes. ) Okay. I'll be really good if you do. ( because if nothing, once he learns something, steve can be pretty focused on pulling the thread. )
I mean. damn, you've got me there. we can give it a try, but if you're not paying attention then I'm gonna wait until you're sober.
[ eddie may or may not be doing a triple take at being called dad ]
bambi eyes. well if Steve Harrington thinks I'm cute, who am I to argue with that?
[ eddie may or may not be doing a triple take at being called dad ]
bambi eyes. well if Steve Harrington thinks I'm cute, who am I to argue with that?
[ Eddie is all too happy to take the bottle from him, cracking the seal so that he can take a swig. It burns in his mouth and down his throat, but in the most delightful way. With just the two of them sharing the bottle, he expects to be well and truly shit faced before too long. With Steve, he finds the idea exciting. ]
Sorry, the 'we' turned into just a 'me'. [ Eddie shrugs, taking a second swig before passing the bottle back to Steve. ] I'll try to make up for the lack of company.
[ But something within him is glad it's just the two of them, alone beneath the moonlight. ]
There's nothing wrong with getting desperate. [ His gaze shifts from Steve out across the quarry, and Eddie shrugs as though there is nothing unusual about their situation. He pats a space on the rock beside him, beckoning for Steve to come closer. ] Happens to the best of us.
Sorry, the 'we' turned into just a 'me'. [ Eddie shrugs, taking a second swig before passing the bottle back to Steve. ] I'll try to make up for the lack of company.
[ But something within him is glad it's just the two of them, alone beneath the moonlight. ]
There's nothing wrong with getting desperate. [ His gaze shifts from Steve out across the quarry, and Eddie shrugs as though there is nothing unusual about their situation. He pats a space on the rock beside him, beckoning for Steve to come closer. ] Happens to the best of us.
i didn't think i'd hear it from you, harrington.
[ steve watches eddie take that swig from the bottle, tries to not let his eyes fall to the way the guy's adam apple moves as he drinks. he pulls his gaze away, feels a tiny bit flustered when eddie hasn't really done anything at all.
he clears his throat when he takes the bottle, hopes he wasn't noticed because it's not exactly friend territory to stare. steve's found himself staring a lot though, in the upside down and then after. ] That's okay, man, I prefer just you. [ not that eddie's friends aren't great it's just that steve doesn't know them and they probably think of him the same way eddie told him he did. ] Pretty sure I'd be getting some death glares if we crossed paths.
[ he chuckles at that though, not because it doesn't get to him but because it gets to him less than it would have years ago and he can recognize that. growth or something? he takes a drink from the bottle. ]
I need to catch up. [ steve's not drunk at all, not nearly. he moves closer when eddie pats the spot next to him, climbs up to sit beside him. he takes another swig, hisses after it burns on the way down. ] Vodka, whiskey and wine sounds like a pretty wild night in the making. Almost tequila and poor decisions level right there. [ and on that note, another quick drink in succession before he offers the bottle back to eddie. ]
he clears his throat when he takes the bottle, hopes he wasn't noticed because it's not exactly friend territory to stare. steve's found himself staring a lot though, in the upside down and then after. ] That's okay, man, I prefer just you. [ not that eddie's friends aren't great it's just that steve doesn't know them and they probably think of him the same way eddie told him he did. ] Pretty sure I'd be getting some death glares if we crossed paths.
[ he chuckles at that though, not because it doesn't get to him but because it gets to him less than it would have years ago and he can recognize that. growth or something? he takes a drink from the bottle. ]
I need to catch up. [ steve's not drunk at all, not nearly. he moves closer when eddie pats the spot next to him, climbs up to sit beside him. he takes another swig, hisses after it burns on the way down. ] Vodka, whiskey and wine sounds like a pretty wild night in the making. Almost tequila and poor decisions level right there. [ and on that note, another quick drink in succession before he offers the bottle back to eddie. ]
it isn't? well then. i guess i'll see you shortly?
[ and he doesn't even wait for a response. he hadn't planned on visiting steve, so he looks a bit like a mess right now, thinks about taking the fastest shower known to man, and then decides to just change into clothes that don't reek of weed. not that steve is even sober enough to really pick up on any of these details, apparently.
deciding that he is about as presentable as he's ever going to be, he hops in his van and drives the distance from the trailer park to steve's house, his paperback copy of the fellowship of the ring sitting casually in the passenger's seat. well, it's now or never, and eddie's through with running, so now it is.
with the book held close to his chest, eddie hops out of his car and walks up to the front door, giving it a nice loud knock to make sure steve can hear it even in his semi-lucid state. he shakes his head, laughing at himself as he plays through their text conversation in his head, not really sure what to think, but he's here now, and maybe he'll be able to make more sense of steve once they're face to face. ]
[ and he doesn't even wait for a response. he hadn't planned on visiting steve, so he looks a bit like a mess right now, thinks about taking the fastest shower known to man, and then decides to just change into clothes that don't reek of weed. not that steve is even sober enough to really pick up on any of these details, apparently.
deciding that he is about as presentable as he's ever going to be, he hops in his van and drives the distance from the trailer park to steve's house, his paperback copy of the fellowship of the ring sitting casually in the passenger's seat. well, it's now or never, and eddie's through with running, so now it is.
with the book held close to his chest, eddie hops out of his car and walks up to the front door, giving it a nice loud knock to make sure steve can hear it even in his semi-lucid state. he shakes his head, laughing at himself as he plays through their text conversation in his head, not really sure what to think, but he's here now, and maybe he'll be able to make more sense of steve once they're face to face. ]
[ hm. interesting. ]
im looking into it
ill let you know
do you do your own oil changes?
jesus i love hearing about how much you want to hurl
go eat some toast, jesus christ
i dont know, you kept going
i had a joint and a couple of cans of some cheap garbage
[ Exercising an unusual amount of restraint. ]
im looking into it
ill let you know
do you do your own oil changes?
jesus i love hearing about how much you want to hurl
go eat some toast, jesus christ
i dont know, you kept going
i had a joint and a couple of cans of some cheap garbage
[ Exercising an unusual amount of restraint. ]
uh huh. ( eloquent, really.
the thing about steve is that he's a goddamn lightweight when it comes to weed. the other thing is that, usually, if he's smoking alone he's already in a not great mind-set so it compounds the effects of everything. he wasn't in a bad mood this time, not really, just--- just maybe feeling off-kilter. eddie's also selling the good stuff. it's stronger than whatever tommy used to get or maybe steve's just lost all tolerance when he fell out of the party scene.
he's still pretty high when eddie sends that last text but it's wearing off, slowly but surely. so, in a moment of weed induced logic because eddie is coming over to read to him while he's high and he can't not be high for that, steve leaves the comfort of his bedroom where he'd been messaging eddie from in bed and bee-lines down the stairs to find the joint he left on one of his mother's granite countertops.
he leaves the door to the pool deck open so he can hopefully hear eddie when he arrives, lights up the joint to take another hit. when he does hear the door, he's put it out again and drops it on one of the tables next to the pool chairs, stands up and realizes that was a bad idea because steve knows he gets stupider when he's high. but he's nervous because he was trying to flirt, a little, maybe but he's not sure if that came through because he's doped up. and eddie's-- eddie's coming. eddie is. eddie and his bambi eyes are here.
eddie may have showered and changed but steve's in a pair of jeans and a baby blue crewneck (which definitely smells like weed right now) as he swings the door open. ) Eddie. You're here. ( oh. he's definitely feeling it now, but that doesn't stop him from stepping aside so eddie can step inside and steve can shut the door behind him. )
the thing about steve is that he's a goddamn lightweight when it comes to weed. the other thing is that, usually, if he's smoking alone he's already in a not great mind-set so it compounds the effects of everything. he wasn't in a bad mood this time, not really, just--- just maybe feeling off-kilter. eddie's also selling the good stuff. it's stronger than whatever tommy used to get or maybe steve's just lost all tolerance when he fell out of the party scene.
he's still pretty high when eddie sends that last text but it's wearing off, slowly but surely. so, in a moment of weed induced logic because eddie is coming over to read to him while he's high and he can't not be high for that, steve leaves the comfort of his bedroom where he'd been messaging eddie from in bed and bee-lines down the stairs to find the joint he left on one of his mother's granite countertops.
he leaves the door to the pool deck open so he can hopefully hear eddie when he arrives, lights up the joint to take another hit. when he does hear the door, he's put it out again and drops it on one of the tables next to the pool chairs, stands up and realizes that was a bad idea because steve knows he gets stupider when he's high. but he's nervous because he was trying to flirt, a little, maybe but he's not sure if that came through because he's doped up. and eddie's-- eddie's coming. eddie is. eddie and his bambi eyes are here.
eddie may have showered and changed but steve's in a pair of jeans and a baby blue crewneck (which definitely smells like weed right now) as he swings the door open. ) Eddie. You're here. ( oh. he's definitely feeling it now, but that doesn't stop him from stepping aside so eddie can step inside and steve can shut the door behind him. )
nah, not uncomfortable and i'm not upset.
it's flattering.
it's flattering.
[ Eddie does want to lean in, does want to let his arm touch Steve, to brush his fingers over the skin on the back of his neck, but he doesn't dare. It's crossing a line that he can't put into words, and he sinks back into himself. He's too used to the rejection to dare cross that line here, in front of all of their kids.
Their kids, as if they're really parents. It's almost a joke.
Really good, Steve says, and Eddie swallows for a moment before he laughs. ]
Alright, alright. I'll keep it in mind and if you play your character right, well. I'm sure we can figure something out.
Their kids, as if they're really parents. It's almost a joke.
Really good, Steve says, and Eddie swallows for a moment before he laughs. ]
Alright, alright. I'll keep it in mind and if you play your character right, well. I'm sure we can figure something out.
Okay, yeah. Cool. Let me know.
... No. Don't laugh, man.
Sorry. I just--- It helped. ( and he feels really stupid now because it was starting to feel like a goddamn normal conversation. he takes a breath, tries to recover and not make this fucking weird again. )
I mean it is partially your fault I was that drunk so you kind of owe me, dude.
... No. Don't laugh, man.
Sorry. I just--- It helped. ( and he feels really stupid now because it was starting to feel like a goddamn normal conversation. he takes a breath, tries to recover and not make this fucking weird again. )
I mean it is partially your fault I was that drunk so you kind of owe me, dude.
[ immediately eddie is hit with the familiar scent that is his own brand of weed. he can't help but grin and shake his head. if he weren't supposed to be narrating the fellowship of the ring, he would probably be trying to play catch up, at least to attempt to get to a similar level of high as steve.
but it'll be fine, he's been around steve while he was stoned before, so at least he knows what he's dealing with. he walks into steve's home, brushing past steve in order to get into the foyer and pauses to take a look around. nope, still the same harrington residence as last time, with walls that felt too bare and knicknacks that probably cost more than a college tuition. ]
I am here, how observant.
[ once his inspection of steve's house has been deemed satisfactory, he turns towards steve and tilts his head to the side. ]
Where shall we do this? Living room? Your bedroom?
but it'll be fine, he's been around steve while he was stoned before, so at least he knows what he's dealing with. he walks into steve's home, brushing past steve in order to get into the foyer and pauses to take a look around. nope, still the same harrington residence as last time, with walls that felt too bare and knicknacks that probably cost more than a college tuition. ]
I am here, how observant.
[ once his inspection of steve's house has been deemed satisfactory, he turns towards steve and tilts his head to the side. ]
Where shall we do this? Living room? Your bedroom?
If I play him right? I thought the point was I can do whatever I want. ( he looks dubious for a moment, crosses his arms and raises one eyebrow as he regards eddie.
he leans forward then, pokes him in the side.
he's kind of forgotten about the kids, which, oops. )
he leans forward then, pokes him in the side.
he's kind of forgotten about the kids, which, oops. )
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