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“This feels real, right? I promise I’m real,” His voice was soft like silk and warm honey, hands gentle and cold as ice. “I’m real,” he punctuated it by giving steves hand a light squeeze. He gave him another sympathetic smile, nodding as Steve let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding in.
“You’re real,” he wasn’t exactly relieved, but he was glad he wasn’t hallucinating. He squeezed Eddie's hands and pulled him against his chest, hugging him hard. He didn’t smell like death or the upside-down. He smelled like drugstore shampoo and lemon body wash. He smelled like deodorant. It was actually a little weird that he didn’t smell like cigarettes and weed if he was being honest.
Eddie hugged him back just as hard, breathing him in just the same. It was only then that Eddie realized Steve was wearing his Ozzy hoodie. It looked good on him. Steve was the first to pull away. If Eddie was a little sad about the loss of contact, no one had to know. He looked Steve over and sighed. “Now lemme fix your eyeliner Harrington, it's all fucked up.”Or Eddie is back from the dead and non other but Steve Harrington is the first to find him. Chaos insues.