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Steve must sound and look as confused as he feels because Eddie softens, shoulders slumping like he’s getting ready to bare his soul and accept the consequences.
“I’m asking you.”
Right. Right.
Yep. Yeah. Yes.
No fucking shit.
Why is Eddie speaking in riddles? They’re not near a goddamn bridge. He's always blatant. Says what’s on his mind whenever he wants to say it. Ideas, desires, insults, profanity, jokes, demands, etc. He’s a horse with no bit, a dog with no muzzle. Usually. But he’s holding Steve’s gaze like he’s waiting for Steve to receive a signal. A flashing light flickers inside the lighthouse of his eyes, urging Steve on a sandy shore to pick it up.
Here’s a signal for you:
S.O.S.
Or maybe:
W.H.A.T. T.H.E. F.U.C.K.