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"Want a hit?" Eddie holds the joint between his thumb and pointer finger, offering it to Steve who puts a hand up "Nah, I'm okay." He says with a small smile
Eddie gives a small shrug "Suit yourself," he goes to bring the joint back to his lips "Actually, sure. If we are going to be talking about stuff like this.. I'll probably need it." Steve lets out a breath of a laugh as Eddie passes him the joint.
Eddies eyes remain on Steve curiously as Steve draws in a deep breath, sending him into a violent coughing fit "Holy...that's.. strong," smoke spews out of Steve's mouth as he coughs, banging his fist against his chest violently.
Eddie can't contain the chuckle that escapes his lips, leaning his back against the couch as he moves a foot left and right. "It's not that strong, man." Eddie muses with a grin.
Steve passes the joint back, giving a thumbs up "I think I'm good," he manages out weakly as he grabs his soda can off the messy table "You'll be okay," Eddie pats Steve's shoulder before taking another hit himself
"So yeah - anyways." Steve clears his throat loudly, Eddie cocks his head to the side.. listening intently as he blindly puts the joint out but saves the roach.
"It was, I don't know.. fifth grade maybe. My parents sent me to some prestigious summer camp.." Steve says as he looks out into the dark of night.
Majority of trailers in the park having their lights out and a comforting silence taking over the grounds.
"Of course they did," Eddie laughs in thought as Steve flashes him a hint of a smirk "Yeah there was.. this guy, my age. We bunked together." Steve goes on to explain as he sets his soda can back down.
"Kinky," Eddie chooses to add his own commentary, some mild humour to lighten the mood.. not make the topic feel so heavy or awkward. "Sure," Steve shakes his head with a laugh,
"We didn't do anything, nothing happened like that but.." Steve pauses with a sigh as his eyes trail up to the stars "We kinda liked each other, I guess. I mean, I assume he liked me. It was all kind of confusing, secretive."
"Uh we, we kissed. That was about it and then..." Steve bows his head, his hand rubbing against his thigh "I guess that's when I started burying that part of me. That part that likes.. is attracted to.." he sighs, frustrated with himself that he still can't say it.
"I became the bully, the asshole. I was pretty ruthless and he didn't deserve that.." Steve let's out a huff of air
"We all fuck up, you know. I- I'm far from perfect.. shit, there's lots of things I wish I could take back." Eddie states in fact quietly.
Steve sinks into the couch, looking over at Eddie with a small nod "I guess being told all your life that you have to be a certain way, only like a certain gender.. my parents would of sent me to a reform school if they would of found out."
"A Harrington being bisexual? Into guys? That would never slide, my mom wouldn't have it.. my dad would try to beat the gay right out of me." Steve's eyes begin to glisten as he talks.
A frown sweeps over Eddie's lips as he sees how difficult it's been for Steve. He never really thought about it before, Steve's experiences.. Steve's life. An image he might have to live up to.
Ironically Eddie was feeling pretty grateful for his life, his uncle Wayne.
Sure his uncle had a few misgivings at first but, like Wayne said 'Whose he to stop someone else's happiness?'
Steve was a shell, a mold. He was formed together into this outwardly perfect guy to appease those who had any say over him.
Being who he was, liking anything out of the norm.. that just wasn't an option because it didn't fit the self-made-Harrington-name.
It would have been reputational damage to do.. or be.. anything but what his parents made him as.
"The things I said.. it was like everything my parents shoved down my throat came flying out of my mouth." His tone is full of regret.
"Why are you dressed like that? What attention are you trying to get? Don't worry - your voice will drop and you'll actually sound like a man for once." Steve breaks for a breath as he gestures his hands wildly while speaking.
"Spending time on your hair - clothes is a girl thing. You're not a girl are you? You can't like this, like that, say this, be that.. people will start to talk. We can't have people talking now can we?"
Steve's hand glides through his hair, pushing back the few dirty blonde strands that has fallen in his face from the dramatic movements he had been making.
"You're not your parents." Eddie says softly. His eyes having not wavered from Steve during his entire speech. "What?" Steve asks quietly, a brow raising as he meets Eddie's soft brown eyes "You're not your parents," he repeats.
"Look they can uh.. want whatever they want for you, expect whatever. Doesn't mean you have to be that person.. doesn't mean you're them."
Eddie pauses briefly as his tongue trials over his bottom lip, his foot tapping against the porch anxiously.
"Sorry to say but umm.. one day your parents are gonna… bite the dust and uh, you will be the one carrying on the Harrington name so you'll get to choose what that name is.”
Steve puts his hand on Eddie’s leg, holding it down so his foot stops shaking against the trailer porches flooring.
Eddie pulls a sheepish smile, mildly embarrassed and very much holy shit Steve Harrington just put his hand on my thigh.
“Sorry,” he mutters with a hint of a laugh “It’s okay and you’re right, maybe I’ll.. come up with a new name.” Steve tangos with the idea for a moment, his hand still remaining on Eddie’s thigh
“That means I have to out live them which may be tough because I’m pretty sure my dad is invincible.” Steve’s head sways side to side as he speaks.
“Don’t we all think that.. I mean, about our parents. I sure as hell thought that until my mom.. never mind.” Eddie gives a small shake of his head, his finger tips trailing over his forehead.
Steve flashes Eddie the smallest of sympathetic smiles while Eddie chews on the inside of his li,
“So uh,” he clears his throat “If you’re.. into guys is there uh..” Eddie looks down at his nails as a distraction “Anyone you’re um..” his lips purse.. trying to get the god damn words out.
Steve rolls his neck as he looks up at the sky, a smile so wide it reaches his dark brown eyes “Anyone I’m into? Eddie, I’m sitting on your couch at three am in the morning.. talking about things I’ve.. never told anyone.” Steve laughs at the irony of what Eddie was going to ask.
A shit eating grin washes over Eddie’s face as he bows his head, feeling his cheeks flush as he chuckles to himself “Fair point,” he merely says.
“And I didn’t exactly plan on sleeping in my own bed tonight,” Steve’s hand clasp together, “Oh- uh, you wanna sleep on the couch? Or my bed, I can take the couch.. that’s cool too.” Eddie had to bite his tongue to stop himself from rambling.
Steve leans his head in towards Eddie’s “Why do you do that?” He asks curiously, Eddie’s dark brows knit “Do… what?” He’s genuinely confused as he speaks.
“You knew what I meant. You know I meant.. sleeping in your bed, with you but then you go and, I don’t know, turn it into something else.” Steve gives a low shrug of his shoulders,
“Uhhh,” Eddie blinks for a moment, he sure as hell wasn’t expecting to be called out like that, by Steve Harrington no less.
“I guess because uh, if I assumed.. what you meant was um what you meant and it wasn’t actually what you meant then I’d look like an even bigger idiot.”
Eddie’s eyes wander to avoid eye contact, giving a rough shake of his head and pinching the bridge of his nose
“That didn’t make any fucking sense,” he ridicules himself. An annoyed sigh escaping his lips, “ I mean.,” he pauses to think as he directs his gaze back to Steve whose waiting patiently for Eddie to get his thoughts together.
“I’m not use to uh, good things happening to me, you know? That’s just not how my life goes.” He laughs at himself, how pathetic he can be
“And I-I, ugh. I don’t want to fuck this up or it be some long ass joke or something.” He offers Steve a hint of a smile, “Kinda use to being fucked with.” Eddie admits with a sigh.
Steve stands up from the couch as Eddie eyes him curiously “Come on,” Steve extends his hand as he motions his head towards the trailer door.
Eddie eyes Steve’s palm as it faces the sky, hesitant to take it.. to be told “Ha ha, you freak. You really thought I was serious?”
Steve wiggles his fingers, pushing his bottom lip out as he forms a pout with sad puppy like eyes. Now how could Eddie resist that?
Standing up himself, Eddie takes Steve’s hand as they both make their way towards the trailer door. “Wait,” Eddie says abruptly, digging his heels into the ground.
“What did we forget something?” Steve looks around the table and couch for any misplaced items “Yeah, one thing..” Eddie says nervously as Steve goes to speak, instead of words flowing out of his mouth - Eddie’s lips pressed against his one.
Shocked for a moment, Steve stands there dumbfounded, eyes blinking rapidly.
Fuck. This was a joke. He was fucking with me. Eddie thinks to himself.
Just as Eddie’s about to pull away, red faced and full of shame.. Steve’s soft, supple lips begin to move with Eddie’s in a slow, steady rhythm.
Thank god.
Eddie grins against Steve’s mouth as the two refuse to part, so bewildered by the moment but so enthralled by it just the same.
Steve’s hands slowly make their way to Eddie’s sides, tugging on his jacket to pull Eddie in closer to him.. pulling a little too hard as the two of them fall into the trailers door which flies open, causing Eddie to land on top of Steve as they crash down on to the living room floor.
“Ow,” Steve mutters with a silly laugh, rubbing at his head as Eddie uses his palms against the floor to hover over Steve
“Guess I can say - you fell for me.” Eddie jokes with a snicker, Steve shakes his head left and right with a giddy smile on his face as a soft chuckle escapes his lips
“Hey, it made you laugh.” Eddie says proudly, leaning down to press his lips against Steve’s once more before getting up.
“To be fair, you fell for me too.” Steve points out with raised brows, dusting off his clothes as he stands up “Yeah, yeah.” Eddie grins, “My rooms this way,” he motions his head in the direction of his room.
“Actually I was thinking maybe I’d sleep on the cou..” Steve isn’t able to finish his sentence as he watches Eddie’s face fall, immediately feeling like a jack ass for his terrible joke.
“No, no. I’m kidding, I’m sorry - I..” Steve scrambles for words once he sees how hurt Eddie is, “Bed. Your bed. Now.” Steve insists “No more jokes like that.. please.” Eddie says quietly as Steve whispers another “I’m sorry,”
“Are you sure you want to stay over - stay in my bed with me. I can drive you home.” Eddie attempts to lend Steve an olive branch in case he’s getting cold feet.
“I just kissed you, yeah I want to stay the night.” Steve confirms, “Is there going to be more uh.. kissing?” Eddie raises a brow.
Steve nods with a sweet smile upon his lips “Okay, I’m sold.” Eddie grins wildly, waltzing over to his room in a funny manner as he gestures for Steve to enter
“After you,” Eddie smirks, following behind Steve and closing his bedroom door behind them.
Few seconds passing before the twos lips were locked together like they didn’t own the key.
Their hands trailing over each other’s bodies and their hips pressing together.
Eddie pulls away for the briefest of seconds to catch a breath “Best 3 AM ever.” Steve says breathily as both brown eyed boys grin “Mmhm, now kiss me again, Lover boy.” Eddie grins as their lips melt seamlessly together.
Truly was the best three am ever.