[^ Please love me again ^] Steddie

[^ The room of care. Or love.^]

    "Yea, sure! I don't mind some company!" Eddie smiled. This made Steve smile too, just looking at the boy made him flutter. I like boobies, boobies, boobies, dick, wait. Steve thought to himself, but flinched when he said "dick" Eddie clicked his tongue, signaling to Steve to come. Steve nodded.
    Eddie walked into the trailer, looking around, "My uncle's away it seems. Oh shit! Come here." Eddie snapped. Steve jumped, the. Followed Eddie to the bathroom. Eddie patted the bathroom counter, telling Steve to sit. Steve nodded, jumped up on the counter, swinging his legs like a child. Eddie grabbed bandage wrap and wrapped it around Steve's blood stained hair. Eddie then grabbed some clear to tape to secure it, his hand placed on Steve's cheek. Steve flinched to the touch, his whole entire body warm and tingly. Steve slowly lifted his hand, placing on top of Eddie's. This made Eddie glance at the Golden Boy, "Sorry, dude." Eddie pulled away his hand. Steve was gonna open his mouth or protest but just acted normal, "It's fine."
    Steve walked over to Eddie's bedroom. He noticed weed and his face scrunched up. The freak walked over to it and smiled at Steve, "Wanna try?" Steve tilted his head, "I- I don't know? Will it kill me?" Eddie flapped his arms to his side, "Dumbass, no it wont! Here try!" Eddie gave it to Steve. Steve reluctantly took the weed and took a try. He took a lot at once. Eddie chuckled along with a gasp, "Holy, shit, your gonna get high, Goldie." Steve touched his heated head, "Shit." He winced, along with coughs. Eddie chuckled, patting the others back. Steve could already feel it starting, he lied his head down on Eddie's pillows. Eddie smiled at Steve's curled up Body on the bed, "You alright?" Eddie asked with a giggle. Steve groaned, and this made Eddie tell that he's high, maybe a bit too high. Eddie scotched next to Steve. The high golden boy sat up, glancing exhausted lay at Eddie. Steve slightly smiled, "Pretty boyyy..." he whispered. This made Eddie blush, a lot. Eddie tried making Steve lay down but Steve had other plans. He cupped Eddie's face, with his soft, gentle hands. Eddie flinched, his hands kinda up. Steve examined the boy, "Very, pretttyyyyy.." he giggled. Steve pulled Eddie into a cuddle on the bed. Eddie was a blushing mess, "Steve-" he softly whispered. "Yes, pretty boyyy?" Steve highly grumbled. Steve stuffed his face into Eddie's chest. Eddie jumped, feeling the boys presence at his chest made him feel special.
After Eddie brushed his fingers through Steve's hair, the boy fell asleep. Eddie sighed, tired and torn. He wrapped his arm around Steve, and cuddled close to the golden boy.
it was the next morning and Steve woke up next to Eddie, "What the fuck?" He lazily said. His head pulled away from Eddie's chest, but his body was still tangled in Eddie's arm, "Holy shit, I'm not going anymore in the night, what's up with you holding me so tight?" He whispered. This was enough to awaken the fluffy haired boy, "Morning, Golden boy." Steve chuckled, "What happened last night..?" Steve cautiously questioned, "Shit happened, Harrington. Shit happened." He whispered the last part, his face turning red. Steve noticed this, "What the fuck happened." He nervously questioned, "Well you kept calling me pretty, pretty boy, etc. you also grabbed my face and wanted to cuddle, very close together. Seems you don't get lots of contact by your parents, they must be dickheads." Steve WASNT focused at that, he focused on the fact he called Eddie what he really thinks, "Shit.." he muttered.