Northern hemisphere people probably have such an easier time Christmas light hunting than me??? Because I live in Australia, so it's summer and we have to wait until like 9:30 / 10:00pm until it gets dark enough and I've got siblings who are like seven, she can't stand that long and idk you guys in like Britain and America can just ... Go out. At like 4 or something. And see Christmas lights because it's dark. Like correct me if I'm wrong and I'm sorry and all but like??? It's not fair???
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@steddiemas Day 27: Keeping Warm
Steve had picked up a weird habit, Eddie had noticed. He was always carrying random spare clothes. Not like having a spare hoodie in the car, no like always having spare mittens, or scarves or beanies. It was endless his supply of clothes it seemed and Eddie couldn't understand, he'd tried bringing it up to Robin but she was no help.
"Why would Steve carry two scarves, he rarely even gets cold, he runs hot."
He'd asked Dustin hoping maybe the habit was just from babysitting.
"Spares? Why would he need spares, he never lets me leave without my coat."
It was completely peculiar but it seemed inevitable that any time Eddie had forgotten something, there Steve was with a spare.
The clothes were nice too, the wool soft and warm against his skin. They looked nice enough to be handmade and knitted but Eddie assumed Steve probably got them from a nice store that his mother approved of.
Eventually, Eddie confronted him on it. Today he'd forgotten everything on purpose and was shivering by the time he got to Steve's door. Steve had opened it before he even knocked, clearly hearing the van arrive.
"Eddie! You're turning blue, come inside!"
Eddie didn't want to admit that just Steve's fingers on his arm tugging him inside made him feel warm.
"W-wanted t-o p-p-prove a p-point," he said shivering, at least the Harrington's splurged on heat.
"What point? That you're too metal to be cold?" Steve exclaimed pulling out a big maroon wool sweater from the couch. The material instantly made Eddie feel warmer, it helped that it smelt like Steve and the other boy was rubbing him arms in an attempt to help.
"No, this! You always just have spare clothes for me."
Steve actually seemed to blush at this, "You're just always forgetting, I didn't want you to get cold."
"Sweetheart I don't need your fancy clothes I need to just remember to bring my stuff when it's snowing."
"Fancy?" Now Steve looked confused.
"Yeah fancy. Wherever you bought these clothes must be really expensive, they're so nice and soft, I've been tempted to steal them, I've brought them all in my car to return."
"You think they're nice?" Steve had a soft smile on his face, and Eddie feels like he's missed something.
"Yes Steve I think your fancy clothes from the store are nice, but I can't accept them."
"They're not from the store, I, I made them."
Steve was blushing more now and Eddie had an astonished look on his face. "You made these? All of them? They're so nice Steve, why aren't you wearing them."
"Cause I made them for you, so you'd stay warm, and..." Steve mumbled the end of it and Eddie took a step closer to hear him.
"What was that sweetheart?"
"I said so that you'd be wearing my clothes," Steve answered ducking his head.
Something finally clicked into place in Eddie's mind.
"Oh, Stevie, there's much more fun ways of keeping me warm, but I will be keeping all your lovely gifts."
"You will?"
"Of course, my sweetheart made them for me."
"Yours?"
"If you'd like."
"What was that about fun ways to stay warm?"
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its so strange to me that some people haven't actually experienced summer Christmas. Like, I know Xmas is associated with winter and snow and all that, but every single year I sweat my ass off all December, and spend christmas day in the pool and eating icecream, but for other people it is genuinely cold and cosy and you drink hot chocolate and sit by the fireplace and stuff. like its so weird
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