Stevie. ( steve repeats, looking a little perplexed by it though he's heard eddie call him that before.
and he's a little lost because eddie's being a bit sharper now, more sarcastic than usual, but then he tosses out big boy and steve's going to blame the blush that lights up the back of his neck on the weed. it's totally the weed. he's high.
he's that high.
he also hasn't let go of eddie's wrist and doesn't think to do that until they're at his bedroom door, which is wide open. there he drops it and stuffs his hands into the pockets of his joggers. he feels nervous suddenly, actually, about eddie seeing his room. it's not much to see, really, the wallpaper's the same as it's always been, his desk is kind of utilitarian and not used. there are posters on the walls, photos of friends from school replaced by a few of the party and him and robin. there's a tv up here too with a NES hooked up.
the bed's made but it's clear that steve was slaying on the covers recently because they're rumbled. ) So. Um. Ta-dah. ( did he just do jazz hands? )
This is it. ( he shuffles inside, toward the bed and decides to flop down on it before he thinks about eddie in his bed too much. only, he goes face first because this say he can take a moment to ground himself and that's how high mind logic works. )
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and he's a little lost because eddie's being a bit sharper now, more sarcastic than usual, but then he tosses out big boy and steve's going to blame the blush that lights up the back of his neck on the weed. it's totally the weed. he's high.
he's that high.
he also hasn't let go of eddie's wrist and doesn't think to do that until they're at his bedroom door, which is wide open. there he drops it and stuffs his hands into the pockets of his joggers. he feels nervous suddenly, actually, about eddie seeing his room. it's not much to see, really, the wallpaper's the same as it's always been, his desk is kind of utilitarian and not used. there are posters on the walls, photos of friends from school replaced by a few of the party and him and robin. there's a tv up here too with a NES hooked up.
the bed's made but it's clear that steve was slaying on the covers recently because they're rumbled. ) So. Um. Ta-dah. ( did he just do jazz hands? )
This is it. ( he shuffles inside, toward the bed and decides to flop down on it before he thinks about eddie in his bed too much. only, he goes face first because this say he can take a moment to ground himself and that's how high mind logic works. )