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Eddie wanders down the hall after he gets home from work, looking for Steve, wondering why he wasn’t in the living room like usu–
‘ SomeTHING happens and I’m HEAD OVER HEELS I never…hmmm hmm hmm…til I’m HEAD OVER HEEEeeeeLs!”
Eddie freezes outside the bathroom door and cringes, a hand flying up to cover his mouth, trying to smother the laugh threatening to burst out. He leans next to the bathroom door and smiles against his hand, his chest swelling with adoration.
–
Eddie creeps into the kitchen as quietly as possible, and leans against the counter, arms crossed and a cocky grin on his face as he watches Steve sway his hips as he does the dishes, his voice ringing out in the little room.
‘ YOU CAN’T START A FIRE–”
Hips, hips–
‘HMM–HMMM–HMM–HMM–SPARK–’
Shimmy–
‘ —GUN’S FOR HIRE–’
Hips, hips–
‘EVEN IF WE’RE JUST DANCIN’ IN THE DARK!”
Steve turns around to grab a pot off the stove and jumps, spotting Eddie against the counter. “ Fuck– Eds.” His face flashes red, a shy smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “How long have you been standing there?”
Eddie saunters forward, wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist. “Long enough.” He flashes him a smile of his own and pops his hips back and forth.
Steve’s face drops onto Eddie’s shoulder with a groan.
–
Eddie walks into Family Video, face scrunching when he realizes he shouldn’t have been able to come in like that since they closed ten–
‘AND I’M GONNA KEEP ON LOVIN’ YOU!’
Eddie chuckles to himself, flicking the lock on the door and shuffling down a few rows to peer around a shelf. Steve and Robin spin in a circle, arms draped around each other, Robin’s face scrunched in a laugh, a snort escaping from her as Steve sings loudly in her ear.
‘ CAUSE IT’S THE ONLY THING I WANNA DO–’
Steve shifts Robin into a low dip and Eddie shakes his head, leaning against the shelf as he tuts. “What about me, Stevie?”
Steve and Robin’s heads jerk toward him as Steve’s grip slips and Robin hits the ground with an “ OOF!”
–
Steve climbs into the passenger seat of Eddie’s van, and Robin flops into the back seat, leaning up between their seats and handing Eddie a tape with pleading eyes.
Eddie groans. “ Buckley. ”
Robin pops her bottom lip out. “ Please, Eddie. It’s been stuck in my head all day. I need to hear it.”
Eddie sighs and takes the tape, glaring at it in his hand before glancing over at Steve who is flashing him a cheesy smile. Eddie thumps his head against the seat but hits eject on the radio, his Metallica tape popping out so he can switch it for Robin’s mix.
Robin claps her hands, bouncing a little. “Track three, please!”
Eddie rolls his eyes as he presses the fast forward button, listening to the tape whirl before hitting play and, reluctantly, turning the volume up for them as he resigns himself to his fate.
Robin pushes her face between them, leaning against Steve’s seat as Eddie pulls out on the road. ‘ And you can dance–’
Steve chuckles and leans his head on Robin’s shoulder. ‘ For inspiration–’
Eddie shakes his head, fighting a grin.
Robin nudges him with her elbow. ‘ Come on–’
Steve leans around her, raising his eyebrows, eyes sparkling at Eddie. ‘ I’m waiting–’
Eddie rolls his eyes and grumbles, under his breath, ‘ Get into the groove–’
Robin and Steve’s faces break out into huge smiles and they bounce in their seats, voices loud and obnoxious. ‘ BOY YOU’VE GOT TO PROVE–YOUR LOVE TO MEEEEE!’