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He grabs the other man’s waist and straightens it out making a small grunt as he does so.
“There” he’s says triumphantly.
“You like that huh big boy?” The other man says.
“I’d like it a lot more if you hit the fucking ball, Munson” Steve says with an eye roll.
Now Eddie would have rather be hitting some other types of balls but he’ll take what he can get to be this close to harrington. Which is honestly pretty embarrassing for him when he thinks about it. If you had told him a week ago that he would willingly be learning how to hit a ball with a bat he would have laughed in your fucking face. But Steve wanted to play. Wanted to teach him. Yes, he wanted to play with someone his own age that could “keep up” as he stated, but he picked him, not Nancy, not Jonathan, not even Robin, but him. He could never say no.
Plus it came with the added bonus of Steve correcting his form. Which is quickly become a negative. He would not have work is tightest jeans if he knew Steve would be man handling him.
As Eddie watched Steve demonstrate where to keep his hands when swinging a bat he thought about high school. About how at that time he did not like Steve.
In fact, at that time Eddie Munson hated Steve Harrington. Hated what he did to the freaks like him. Hated his rich kid privileges. Hated everything he stood for.
But then spring break happened. And much to his surprise all of those reasons turned out to be unfounded. Yes, Steve was still a rich kid who at one point stood by and watched his friends bully people like him, but he also was now so much more. More than what he was at 15, better than who he was at 15.
“I know you’re not listening to me” steve says abruptly in the middle of his spiral.
“Yes I was!” Eddie huffed hoping Steve didn’t see the slight blush rushing to his cheeks.
“What did I say then?”
Eddie slowly responds with “Don’t…choke the bat?” Hoping that he heard some of what Steve said and that this was an actual baseball phrase and not a euphemism from the depths of his subconscious.
“Lucky guess” Steve laughs a bit with a fond but annoyed expression. “Don’t choke the bat or you have less leverage when swinging”
Steve hands the bat back to Eddie and walks back to the pitchers mound.
As Eddie waits for Steve to throw he can’t help but smile.