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“What do you need, Steve?” Eddie says again. It’s firm and soft at the same time.
It’s the first time he’s pushed, first time he’s insisted. First time he’s kept pulling when it’s clear Steve doesn’t want to talk.
“Can’t say,” Steve replies, too honest even though he hasn’t given anything away. “Eddie, seriously. I can’t.”
The rain pours, heavy and unforgiving, as Eddie considers this non-answer.
“Say it anyway?” Eddie pleads.
Steve shakes his head.
How can he ask Eddie to love him?
To hold him and tell him that he’s everything he’s ever wanted, even if he doesn’t fucking mean it?
That’s the worst part: Eddie doesn’t even have to mean it, not tonight.
Steve would take a convincing performance—needs one. Thinks that’s all he’s ever experienced anyway.
Steve wonders if he could ask without having to ask.
He takes a step closer, slowly reaches out.
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(OR some ridiculously intimate/vulnerable smut following a very angsty depiction of loneliness, penned from the depths of the soul of a chronically yearning lesbian)