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#there’s more black and red than any other variety though because eddie was always transfixed by them
steddiejudas · 3 months
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STWG Daily Drabble 2/11/2024
Prompt: Date Night
Eddie opens his eyes, straining against the too-bright lights of his hospital room. He’s been drifting for god knows how long, flitting in and out of consciousness after waking up here in perhaps the biggest shock of his life. He really thought he was a goner, thought they all were. The party, Dustin, Steve. Eddie stiffens. God, where is Steve?
“I’m here,” Eddie hears to his right. He can’t really move his head when he tries, but he doesn’t need to. There’s only one person who can read Eddie so clearly.
“Steve?”
“I’m here, Eds. Don’t worry, love, I'm not going anywhere.”
Eddie hums, reaching out a hand in search of his boyfriend’s. He feels it’s weight against his own like an anchor, keeping him from floating away on the tide of pain meds coursing through him.
Slowly, Eddie finds himself slipping back into his body, registers the room around him. There are flowers on the table to his left— a little planter of black and red pansies, his favorite. There’s a light offering of Wayne’s homemade chicken soup on the rolling table by his feet, tea candles with little pieces of orange paper in place of flames.
“Yeah, they uh, they wouldn’t let me actually light them, but leaving them unlit didn’t have the same effect.” Steve rubs the back of his neck sheepishly as he explains.
“What is all this?” Eddie asks. He knows the answer, his chest feels lighter than it has in hours? days? (he really has no frame of reference for how long he’s been here) to see it all laid out in front of him. He still wants to hear it anyway.
“It’s Friday, baby. You had to know I wasn't going to let you miss date night.”
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