[ It had made sense, really, for them to sit next to each other in the audience. Why wouldn't he, when he and Steve just always seemed to gravitate to one another?
But all this time, Eddie had assumed it was more that he was seeking out Steve at every opportunity, that it was Eddie making up scenarios in his head that weren't really there. There's no mistaking, though, the way Steve's eyes gaze at his lips for far longer than might be considered normal.
And here's the thing. If he were back home in Hawkins, the idea of kissing Steve in public wouldn't have even crossed his mind. But this isn't Hawkins. Eddie had been able to wear a crop top without getting the shit kicked out of him. Hell, Rich flirted with him out in the open.
There's just no universe in which Eddie can stand by and watch Steve gaze longingly at his lips and not kiss him, so he takes the plunge, leaning forward before he can second guess himself and letting his lips press tentatively against Steve's, lingering there for a moment before pulling back. ] Maybe you can call me yours? [ Spoken in the quietest, most uncertain voice, because even with the evidence staring at him right in front of his face, he can't shake the feeling that he might have imagined things, and might have taken a step too far. ]
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But all this time, Eddie had assumed it was more that he was seeking out Steve at every opportunity, that it was Eddie making up scenarios in his head that weren't really there. There's no mistaking, though, the way Steve's eyes gaze at his lips for far longer than might be considered normal.
And here's the thing. If he were back home in Hawkins, the idea of kissing Steve in public wouldn't have even crossed his mind. But this isn't Hawkins. Eddie had been able to wear a crop top without getting the shit kicked out of him. Hell, Rich flirted with him out in the open.
There's just no universe in which Eddie can stand by and watch Steve gaze longingly at his lips and not kiss him, so he takes the plunge, leaning forward before he can second guess himself and letting his lips press tentatively against Steve's, lingering there for a moment before pulling back. ] Maybe you can call me yours? [ Spoken in the quietest, most uncertain voice, because even with the evidence staring at him right in front of his face, he can't shake the feeling that he might have imagined things, and might have taken a step too far. ]