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the first few times eddie & steve share a bed, it’s shoved under the rug—hidden beneath the guise of “safety.” they’ll crack open one too many beers from steve’s dad’s stash and end up with the spins. often saying a lot of things they probably shouldn’t as they lay parallel to each other on the carpet. eventually dragging themselves up to steve’s bed to become a tangle of yearning limbs, sharing a kiss or two along the way. it’s okay if they do. it’s just part of the routine. they know its best to pretend they’ve forgotten about the taste of each other’s lips once the sun rises. it doesn’t matter that deep down they both want more and can’t quite figure out how to say it out loud.
so, it’s no surprise that when steve calls to say he’s run out of alcohol before their next “hang out,” eddie brings a six pack along with him. and maybe it has something to do with the way steve’s laughing at all of eddie’s jokes or the fact that they’ve been meaning to start their movie for the past hour, but can’t stop running their mouths about this and that. lost in conversation and the feel of their arms around each other on the couch. or maybe they’ve just decided it’s time to stop playing make believe and call it what it is. either way, they don’t drink a single sip of beer, choosing to leave the bottles in the corner and getting drunk on stolen touches instead. falling into bed a little past midnight, sober as the moon, and kissing like it’s their last day on earth.
the next morning, they remind each other of the night by finally kissing in the daylight.
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