Hypotheticals

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Family Video have hired some new people, meaning less shifts on the weekends for Steve, Eddie and Robin.  This particular Sunday, Eddie showed up bright and early on Steve's door step. Steve is woken up by the knocking on the front door. Or, well by his father yelling at him to answer the door. He groans as he sits up and flops out of bed. He walks down the stairs, feet thumping on each step.  "Who is here this early on a Sunday?"

When he opens the door, he is met with Eddie, squinting in the morning sun. Steve smiles. "Eddie hi." He leads the man into his home and shuts the door this time. Eddie smiles at him, following Steve towards the stairs. He smiles and nods at Steve's parents as they pass by. The two soon enter Steve's room and Eddie admires the realness of it. Normally it would be neat and clean. Now, it was untamed. clothes draped over the edge of the bed frame, sheets tossed around atop the mattress. Eddie smiles at this. Steve looks like he did in fact just wake up. Once the door is closed, Eddie goes and gives Steve a hug. The two sway from foot to foot, rotating in a circle as they embrace. Eddie sneaks in a small kiss. 

"Morning." Eddie says as he grins. Steve's face heats up. "Thank you for waking me up, Dee." He says with a yawn. "I need to go tame my hair." Eddie grabs his hand as they walk into the ensuite bathroom. He can't believe that Steve just has a bathroom in his bedroom. When they enter, Eddie hops up onto the counter. He crosses his legs as he watches Steve scramble around the bathroom. 

Steve has been using the same routine for as long as he can remember. He grabs all the things he needs. A comb, a spray bottle, Farrah Fawcett hair spray. He steps out of the room for just a second, and Eddie leans forward to look at the hair spray. From the other room Eddie can faintly hear some vague 60s love song playing on Steve's stereo. When he returns, Eddie holds out the bottle of  hairspray and giggles. Steve snatches it out of his hand, trying not to laugh as well. 

"Oh leave me alone, you seem to like it's affects on my hair, last time I heard, you called my hair, 'stupidly beautiful'" Steve looks at Eddie accusingly. The latter is lost for words. 

"N-no, I never said that-"

"Right!" Steve says, as if he remembered something obvious. "That was my face, and my body, and, what was it my words?" Eddie puts his hands into his face and nods. Eddie thinks back to that fateful day. Steve starts to dampen his hair with the spray bottle, combing it around. Quickly, he adds some hairspray. He has a very concentrated face on. Eddie sits and watches. He watches with a sense of something. He couldn't think of the word. He feels something so strongly for Steve. 

Admiration. He admires Steve. 

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Steve, laying down on his bed, nods along to the music playing on his stereo. Eddie has gotten used to Steve's music taste after a few days, but still prefers his own. Eddie is also lying down, but on the floor. His knees are up, feet planted on the ground. He's thinking, has been for a while, about how his graduation is going to look like. He thinks back to the year before, how Steve graduated. He sits up. 

"I'm really excited to graduate, Steve. I'm so excited." he rests his elbows on the bed beside Steve. Steve sits up to make eye contats and smiles warmly. "Yeah?" Eddie nods. 

"Yeah. Not just to be one of those people who's like oh, I graduated, but to be important. To show people that I can follow through, you know?" He stands up.  "Now I'll admit, it would feel pretty fucking good to snatch that diploma from Principal Higgins and flip him the bird. Oh and then maybe I'd run like hell outta there, because I'd be free, I would have made it." Steve watches in amazement. "Then do it!" He smiles. 

"What?"

"Do it, Eddie, graduate. It's gonna happen, you are going to make it happen." Eddie's expression softens. "You really think?" Steve nods and smiles, standing up with him. He walks over to Eddie, grabbing both of his hands, looking him in the eyes. "Yeah I do. I think if you keep working real hard, that diploma will be waiting for you. I think, you're braver than you think." He squeezes Eddie's hands. 

"I swear, H, you're gonna be the death of me." Eddie blushes and hided his face in Steve's chest. Steve pulls him into a hug. 

"Well, they aren't going to let you graduate in this." Steve pushes Eddie back to motion at his clothes. 

"What?" Eddie looks at him, confused. 

"These, your clothes, they won't let you graduate in this, you need something to wear for your graduation." Eddie shakes his head. 

"No need, I'll borrow something from you." It was Steve's turn to shake his head. 

"Nonsense, Eddie, you need something special for graduation. Something you. Not me, but you. Come on lets go get you some graduation clothes!" Steve tries to lead him to the door. Eddie feels guilty, Steve wanting to got hrough all of this just for him. Eddie doesn't move. 

"No we don't nee-" 

Yes we do. Please, for me?" Steve pleads. Eddie breaks into a smile. 

"Anything for you." He says under his breath. The conversation ends. The two get in thw car and drive. They drive to the sound of whatever music is deemed feasible for radio. They drive down to the road full of store fronts. Steve parks his car in front of the well known 'fancy' clothing shop. He gets out of the car. He gets out of the car and leads Eddie to the door. Eddie walks to the door with Steve and thinks to himself. I am happy right now, with Steve. Steve is making me happy, I deserve Steve. 

I deserve the happiness that get when I'm with him, nobody can change that. 

A/N i swear i almost wrote eddie kaspbrak at some point god- Also im still unclear what form of output you put casette tapes in. like yeah walkmans but like is it stereos? like its a radio but you put your own music in. help me?