( technically, it's not their first date. it's their first official date. if you don't count any of the times one of them was trying to do a date-like thing to see if the other one of them would notice.
thinking back on it, steve's not sure how he missed some of it.
actually, he knows how.
robin knows how too because she has had to deal with him both lament that eddie couldn't possibly be into him and then lament about how can he be a better boyfriend to eddie when he sucks at being a boyfriend anyway? see prior evidence??? there's a huge difference between being two guys who like each other and dating. not that steve has experience with dating a guy.
but he figures he does have experience with eddie. so a valentine's date with eddie shouldn't be a problem. they're going to steve's favorite diner which has a pretty cool surprise spot behind it that steve wants to take eddie. it'll be fine. it will. except. this is their first date (they haven't even kissed because they're taking things slow? rip robin's ears also) and it's valentine's day (technically, it's the day before valentine's day because they have to be careful and also because steve couldn't get valentine's day off. keith is a tyrant, honestly.)
steve smoothes his hands over his jean-clad knees and pushes himself to hop out of the beemer, which has been parked in front of eddie's trailer probably way too long to not have been noticed. he does have flowers in the passenger's seat but he's not sure if to take them for a second but, hey, it's their first date and it's valentine's day. and flowers are a thing.
so steve grabs them, slams the car door and runs up the stairs to knock on the front door with the hopes that eddie hasn't been watching him this whole time. )
[ the one drawback to living in such a small town in indiana is that it's a little bit difficult to go on dates, period. one has to be very discreet to keep themselves safe in a world where people already hated eddie's guts enough for apparently being the spawn of satan, or whatever bullshit they've been preaching these days, now that his name has been cleared of having anything to do with the creel murders.
under any normal circumstances, eddie wouldn't give two shits about valentine's day. but this is a momentous occasion, being his first serious boyfriend that he's still with on the dreaded corporate nightmare of a day, and steve has been excitedly planning this, and okay, maybe some of that excitement has rubbed off on him.
it has clearly rubbed off enough for eddie to put a hell of a lot of work into his appearance for this date. his hair is pulled back, revealing a tattoo that's normally hidden just underneath his earlobe of a music note, and while he is wearing a band t-shirt, his usual affinity for denim has been replaced with one of gareth's flannels, a dark grey one that is maybe a little bit on the baggy side on him, so he has the sleeves rolled up just a little bit. and by some miracle, he's managed to find the one pair of jeans that don't have holes in them.
when he answers the door, he puts on a scrutinizing face and pokes his head out the door. ] We don't want any. [ and playfully shuts it in steve's face, counts to five before opening it again and flashing him a wolfish grin. ] Darling, you made it.
[ sitting on the counter in the kitchen, if steve were to look past eddie's shoulder, is a small present wrapped in red wrapping paper, which eddie quickly grabs and shoves it towards steve. ] I know we said we weren't really gonna do expensive presents or anything but, I didn't spend money on this so it totally counts okay.
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thinking back on it, steve's not sure how he missed some of it.
actually, he knows how.
robin knows how too because she has had to deal with him both lament that eddie couldn't possibly be into him and then lament about how can he be a better boyfriend to eddie when he sucks at being a boyfriend anyway? see prior evidence??? there's a huge difference between being two guys who like each other and dating. not that steve has experience with dating a guy.
but he figures he does have experience with eddie. so a valentine's date with eddie shouldn't be a problem. they're going to steve's favorite diner which has a pretty cool surprise spot behind it that steve wants to take eddie. it'll be fine. it will. except. this is their first date (they haven't even kissed because they're taking things slow? rip robin's ears also) and it's valentine's day (technically, it's the day before valentine's day because they have to be careful and also because steve couldn't get valentine's day off. keith is a tyrant, honestly.)
steve smoothes his hands over his jean-clad knees and pushes himself to hop out of the beemer, which has been parked in front of eddie's trailer probably way too long to not have been noticed. he does have flowers in the passenger's seat but he's not sure if to take them for a second but, hey, it's their first date and it's valentine's day. and flowers are a thing.
so steve grabs them, slams the car door and runs up the stairs to knock on the front door with the hopes that eddie hasn't been watching him this whole time. )
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under any normal circumstances, eddie wouldn't give two shits about valentine's day. but this is a momentous occasion, being his first serious boyfriend that he's still with on the dreaded corporate nightmare of a day, and steve has been excitedly planning this, and okay, maybe some of that excitement has rubbed off on him.
it has clearly rubbed off enough for eddie to put a hell of a lot of work into his appearance for this date. his hair is pulled back, revealing a tattoo that's normally hidden just underneath his earlobe of a music note, and while he is wearing a band t-shirt, his usual affinity for denim has been replaced with one of gareth's flannels, a dark grey one that is maybe a little bit on the baggy side on him, so he has the sleeves rolled up just a little bit. and by some miracle, he's managed to find the one pair of jeans that don't have holes in them.
when he answers the door, he puts on a scrutinizing face and pokes his head out the door. ] We don't want any. [ and playfully shuts it in steve's face, counts to five before opening it again and flashing him a wolfish grin. ] Darling, you made it.
[ sitting on the counter in the kitchen, if steve were to look past eddie's shoulder, is a small present wrapped in red wrapping paper, which eddie quickly grabs and shoves it towards steve. ] I know we said we weren't really gonna do expensive presents or anything but, I didn't spend money on this so it totally counts okay.