Becoming Steddie

Distraught Realization

Eddie wobbled away and sat down next to the pool with his legs crossed. Steve thought about following the shorter boy but realized that everyone inside was waiting for the beer. Steve set out the half drank box and one unopened 12 pack, the other four boxes were set to the side for if they ran out again. Steve wandered away with a room temperature beer in his hand. Steve went to sit on his couch but before sitting down he snuck a peek out of his back door and say Munson just sitting there smoking a joint. A girl snuggled up next to Steve and he just kept trying to push her away, this isn't like Steve, not at all. Eddie continued to smoke his joint and smoke fogged the sky above him. After a few more hours people began filing out of Steve's house. Soon enough the only one left was Steve, well he thought anyway. Steve was drunk, he wasn't going to deny it, but still he tried to pick up around the house. Steve went to the kitchen grabbing trash bags and he started to pick up the empty beer cans and the butts of cigarettes and joints. Steve smiled as he picked up the butt of a joint and stared at it for few seconds, Eddie, that stupid prick he was selling weed at his party. For the first time Steve realized that he had known Munson way longer than he thought. Steve went to the kitchen grabbing the last two remaining 12 packs, Harrington walked outside and was surprised to see a boy huddled up by his house leaned against the wooden slats of it. Munson looked up with red, tired eyes, Steve was genuinely worried about the boy, he looked like shit. Eddie smirked at the golden boy in front of him.
"Did everyone leave? If so I can go, sorry," Eddie mumbled stumbling over most of the words.
Steve looked at him. "Yeah everyone left, but bud you are not in a state to be walking home. Just stay at my house tonight I'll take you home tomorrow,"Steve stated .
Eddie looked at him and nodded, "That would be nice."
Steve walked away setting the liquor down by the pool. Harrington was drunk enough to not realize what he was doing. Steve started to strip his clothes and Eddie couldn't stop himself from staring at the brunette boy as he dove into his pool and swam back to the edge grabbing a beer from the box.
Eddie stood up wobbling and losing his balance but not quite falling. He tugged at the edges of his shirt struggling to get it off, then he fiddled with his fly and finally got his black jeans off. He jumped in the pool and swam to the edge where Harrington put the alcohol. Eddie grabbed a can and punctured the bottom of it with his thumb and then shotgunned the beer. Eddie smirked at Steve than nodded egging him on to do the same. Steve grabbed a room temperature can from the box, then he grabbed a rock because his hands were not callused enough to puncture through a can as Eddie had. Steve jammed the rock through the aluminum can then popped the tab and chugged it. After he finished he panted then smirked at the long haired boy in his pool. Steve jumped in and splashed Eddie in the face. They each grabbed a beer and drank it then continued to swim for a bit. Steve swam over to Eddie grabbing his legs which caused him to sink, Steve than continued to stand in front of the older boy to stop him from swimming on.
Eddie stood up and said, "Are you going to move, pretty boy?" These words flustered the other boy causing him to sink into the water to hide his red face. Eddie smirked at the younger boy who was submerged under the clear water.