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  1. Public Bookmark 49

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    Steve thinks they’re all overreacting.

    Like, he understands why—if he gets another concussion graded higher than 0 he’s fucked, and there he was, having spent his whole life trying his damnedest to get as high above a zero wherever grades were involved; life was so fucking weird—but he didn’t even blink longer than normal this time, Jesus H. Christ.

    But now—having slipped the grasps of the whole med team after getting the okay on his noggin—Steve was definitely alone in the locker room. And yet: the distinct sound of the ice bath being prepped is somehow echoing through.

    He follows the noise; doesn’t exactly want some rando who waltzed in catching him stark naked on their TikTok Live or whatever.

    The source of the sound, though, once Steve rounds the last corner toward it, isn’t a rando at all. Not even close.

    “Ice first, babe.”

    Or, it really doesn’t matter where either of them are, or what it is that’s gone wrong. Doesn’t matter how bad or not-bad it is, whatever it may be.

    If something any-amount-of-bad happens to Steve, Eddie’s gonna be there in less than five to take care of his boyfriend fiancé.

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  2. Public Bookmark 59

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    Turns out: Eddie under the influence comes in a variety of flavors.

    High Eddie is languid, touchier than normal which is fucking saying something, and weirdly philosophical.

    By comparison: Drunk Eddie's a lovelorn bastard, a little teary with it sometimes, always clingy and a touch extra possessive, and sappier than he gets on even his most sappy days. Once he told Steve that no, he couldn’t let him go take a piss because, and Steve remembers to the word: there’s stardust in my body that’s in your body and that shit’s like magnets, Stevie, like magnets or whatever so my heart’s like pulled to your heart and if you go away without me ever you’ll rip my heart out—because like, kind of declaration sticks with you.

    Drunk or not.

    But then there’s third flavor, a specific one: and that’s medicated Eddie. And that Eddie, cough-medicine-soaked-to-the-gills?

    He’s an adorably giggly little fuck, s'what he is.

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    Or: Hawkins was one of those high schools that sold carnations to send anonymously on Valentine's Day. Of all the ones Steve received each year, only one—every year—was white.

    It's not Eddie's fault he gets loose-lipped on cough medicine.

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  3. Public Bookmark 97

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    “I fucked up.”

    Wayne takes a seat in his recliner but leans forward, full attention. It’s not that he wholly doubts that his nephew could, maybe very well has fucked up, he just highly doubts that’s not a particularly dramatic and probably inaccurate way of phrasing it.

    Also? If Wayne’s picked up anything about the relationship Eddie’s built over more than a year, now, it’s that it’s one of odd but undeniable equals. Adults, who squabble and shout and sometimes storm out but usually only because they recognize the need to step away, take some air. Adults who disagree, sometimes in big loud ways, but still don’t spend their nights alone.

    Almost ever.

    So: whatever the fuck up is? Wayne’s…just not too concerned.

    “How’s that?”

    Eddie’s eyes flick up from what he’s reading, not even scared. More…ashamed.

    Devastated, and ashamed.

    So Wayne pays extra close attention when Eddie shakes his reading material, oh: a calendar. The calendar. With all the anniversaries on every goddamn day.

    Eddie tosses the calendar on the table and moans, despondent:

    “I missed one.”

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    In which Eddie misses an anniversary. But…does he really?

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  4. Public Bookmark 41

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    Eddie’d probably be more concerned about the way that this whole thing is eating at him; or more like budding, needing, feeding in the process so Eddie kind of has to feel it consuming him in order for it to grow because duh, that’s how biology works. He’s a high school graduate, now; he knows that kind of shit.

    So probably he’d be more concerned if he didn’t know Steve cared, like if it was nothing, just blank indifference meeting with everything inside of Eddie. If it was all of him up against emptiness across the way. But Steve isn’t even across the way. Steve is kinda…next to him; at his side. Always.

    If it’s not…the way his fantasies play it out, well, then, that’s not the end of the world. Everyone wishes for the impossible, like, idly. S'just human. It’s probably fine.

    He has this, he wants to keep this, he wants this with his whole goddamn heart, okay, and—

    It’s definitely fine.

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    Or: scenes around a poolside across a year-and-change after the apocalypse ends and this, this: this incredible-horrible-heartsore-gorgeous thing takes root in its stead.

    And blooms.

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    Eddie calls him Princess, flippant but watching every second, and that motherfucker just scrunches his nose and says:

    “Think I’ve grown up a little these past couple years. Like, how about…I dunno. Duchess, at least, yeah?”

    And Eddie chokes on his own spit when Steve winks and turns back to Nancy to figure out their next play.
     

    Or: five pet names that don’t pan out (but definitely mean something), plus one that sticks (and absolutely means ‘I love you’).

     

    Plus: timestamps of the very sentimental and domestic kind (so far).

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