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“Eddie?” Steve breathes.
“Yeah, fuck, hey.”
There are maybe one hundred different things Steve could say to him right now, but all he can think to say is “Your hair?” and Eddie runs a bashful hand across his close cropped head, dropping his eyes to the floor.
There’s a moment—Steve doesn’t know how long—where they just stand facing each other, the first time Steve’s seen him for more than a few minutes in years and he can think of absolutely nothing to say and he should say something really, chief among them what the fuck are you doing here but Eddie, who’s never been one for silences is filling the void with I was fucking balding, man, and I figured I might as well do it on my own terms, you know? When Robin rematerializes beside him, her hand in the crook of his arm.
She says what he couldn’t manage: “Eddie—I didn’t know you knew Noah.”
When she says it, there’s no question in it. It's an accusation.
Why the fuck are you here?
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After ten years apart, Steve and Eddie reconnect at a funeral.