• TW: Drug Usage , Unwanted Touching •
Steve woke up to the familiar room he had first smoked in. He tried sitting up but something had stopped him. He looked up to see Eddie laying there. Harrington then remembered that the two had fallen asleep the night before cuddling one another. His heart starts to pound as he feels Eddie's arms grip around him tighter. "Good morn'in princess." Munson suddenly said in a raspy morning voice, making Steve jump a bit. His face grew hot as Eddie laughed at the boy. He sat up a bit and laid one of his hands on top of Harrington's head, messing with his hair. Steve groaned and pushed his hand off as he sat up.
"It's King Munson, for the last time!" He said, making Eddie laugh. "How'd you sleep?" He asked with a smile. Steve rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Good, I guess. You're very uncomfortable to lay on." "Well you didn't move, did you now?" Eddie said back in a low flirty voice. Steve scoffed and pushed the boys face back, making them both laugh.
"So, everyone is coming by around ten and it's.." Eddie looked at his wrist watch. "It's eight thirty. So we have some time." Eddie finished. Steve nodded and stretched a bit, his shirt lifting up as he did. Eddie admired the boy, quickly looking else where as Steve looked back. "Hey Ed's?" Steve said, bringing back Eddie's attention.
"Can we smoke again?" He finished. Eddie's eyes hot open and a smile creeped up his face. "Mr. Harrington wants to smoke again? How come?" He asked, grabbing the familiar lunch box. "I'm just stressed. about back at home. For when we return." He said quietly. Eddie looked at the boy with a frown. He sat down next to him and sighed. "Like I said, you're safe. I won't let anything happen to you, ok? I promise you that." He laid his hand on the boys knee. Steve inhaled deeply and nodded. "Yeah, okay. Thank you."
Steve smiled over at the boy. Eddie's nodded and grabbed a baggie of weed, a joint, the grinder and lighter. After a few moments of preparing everything, he lit the blunt and took a long hit from it. He passed it to Steve and blew the smoke in the opposite direction. Harrington inhaled it and let out a slight groan, puffing the smoke out and smiling. "I didn't cough this time." He said, making Eddie chuckle. "No, you sure didn't." He replied, looking into the boys eyes.
Eddie was mesmerized by Harrington's eyes. They were like golden havel pools that you could just sink so far into. Steve was like a drug to Eddie, and he was addicted. He always felt the need to be around him, whenever he wasn't, he felt like he was going insane.
Steve brought the joint to his mouth and inhaled again. He looked over to Eddie's room and seen a guitar laying on his bed. "You play?" He asked, looking back at the Munson. Eddie leaned over to see what he was talking about, to see the guitar. "Oh! Yeah I do." He said excitedly. Steve chuckled at the boys excitement. "Let me hear." He said, handing the joint to Eddie. He took a hit from him and they both stood up, going into Eddie's bedroom. Steve looked around to see a cluttered mess around the room. Clothes around the floor, the bed not made, band posters scattered all around the walls. He smiled to himself as he sat on the bed and watched as Eddie took another hit from the joint, handing it back to Steve.
He grabbed his guitar and plugged it into his speakers and smiled. Steve laid back on the bed and took a longer hit then he usually did, becoming dizzy as he blew the smoke out. The two boys were already high as it was. Eddie looked at Steve and chuckled. "Ready to hear the sweetest shit in your life, Stevie?" Eh said, making the other boy scoff. "I bet you suck, Munson." He said. Before he could know it, Eddie was playing his guitar at his full intent. Steve's jaw dropped a bit as he listened to the boy play. It was the most amazing thing he's heard. Yeah punk and metal isn't his go-to music, but he had to admit the way Eddie played it made him have second guesses on his music taste.
