I Like You Lots (Steddie)

Chapter 4

A/N; Told you. Addicted to writing this. It's hopeless.

TW; fluff, anxiety, kissing

As if right on cue Robin strolls in a few minutes after Steve leaves. "Hey! I just ran into Steve and he's got THE biggest stupid smile on his face. What happened?!" I probably I have the same look on mine to be honest. "Oh yeah he was just here... We went and got coffee and talked a little."

"Please tell me every possible detail."

"I'm working!"

"There's no one in here!" She throws her arms into the air in an irritated way. "That's fair. It's been pretty damn dead today."

"So, you can tell me everything then!" I start dusting things down, to make myself look busy. "Fine but I'm still at least going to act like I'm working."

"Do whatever you need to do to make yourself feel better. Now spill it."

"Ugh Robin he's so cute. Did you know he drinks oat milk? He doesn't like cow's milk. Absolutely the most pretentious thing but I swear it was adorable. He called me breathtaking, dude. Me?! You've got to be kidding with that. I'm sure he's just trying to butter me up but like.. UGH. I feel so stupid. He was supposed to work till 3 right? But he just showed up here almost exactly at noon just like 'Hey Eddie I'm here to sweep you off your feet and make you ramble like an idiot.' I Oh and he gave me this bracelet thing, it's so pretty. It's purple? Amethyst I think? He said some lady sold it to him saying it's supposed to relieve anxiety but he saw it and wanted to get it for me because it reminded him of me?! Am I talking to much? I feel like I'm talking to much..."

She's just sitting on the counter nodding and smiling. "Nope. You're crushing hard. Oh my god."

"Shut up." I shake my head and try to regain my thoughts. I've never felt so giddy about like... just hanging out with someone to get coffee. What the fuck did he do to my brain!

"You just talked for 5 straight minutes and I don't think you took a breath." She's laughing at me. Straight up laughing. But I cannot stop talking. It's like there's too many words in my head and they're taking up all the space so they keep falling out of my mouth.

"What am I supposed to do, dude?! I'm supposed to go on a date with him? I spent like 2 hours with him today and I feel like I'm on cloud fucking 9. Oh Jesus Christ. Jesus H Christ. This is a problem. A huuuuge problem."

"I don't think it's a problem. Since I met you, you've always been so independent and self sufficient. It's kinda funny seeing you all over the place like this. You've got serious scrambled brains." I'm pacing around the store like a fool.

"I know! That's like, my thing. I'm a loner, don't really need anyone and suddenly this stupid adorable angel man appears and I'm all squishy and weird. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO"

"Accept that you have a huge mondo crush on the guy and give in."

"No!" I stomp my feet around while I'm walking. "I refuse to let some guy turn me into some stupid fucking squishy ass teenager. No way. No fucking way."

"Eddie."

"I feel like an idiot. This is the dumbest thing I've ever done in my whole life."

"Ed."

"WHAT!?" I stop walking and look right at Robin, who's sitting there still beaming. "Your phone went off. Are you done throwing a tantrum now?" I run over and grab my phone from behind the counter. "I'm not throwing a tantrum! I'm angry at myself because I can't stop thinking about him for 5 seconds and..."