IDK WHAT TO CALL THIS ONE- ITS NOT ANGST NOR FLUFF BUT COULD BE FLUFF IDK
Eddie's pov:
Me and Steve were laying on the floor of his bedroom thinking hard. To actually graduate from high school I had to do all this math and weird essays and shit. I sucked at math and writing.Instead of doing it all alone and probably getting held back AGAIN- I invited my boyfriend Steve over to come help me, knowing the fact that he knew how to do math and using proper grammar. So basically stuff I didn't know. But of course, I wasn't able to pay attention to the work I was supposed to be doing. Instead I stared at Steve, he was thinking a lot- I could easily tell by the frustration and confusion that melted into his face. I thought it was adorable on how worked up he got when I had a test or anything to do with school.
I looked back at my textbook again reading the same page over and over still not understanding anything.
"Hey Stevie?""Yeah Ed's?"
"What does this mean?" I said pointing to a question in the textbook that was something
to do with decimals or something like that.
"Here let me see" Steve pulled the book his way reading the question my index finger had pointed at."Oh- that just means like instead of saying the normal numbers like 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 or whatever it shows the number it's at before going onto the number after it"
*sorry lmao I happen to suck at math myself- I tried to explain the best I could*
Steve wasn't good at explaining, but I somehow understood most of the nonsense he said.
"Oh okay" it did make more sense to me now, after another minute or so I was able to write an answer by myself without having to use ALL of Steve's knowledge now. I felt Steve glance and smile seeing that I was able to figure out the question by myself.
*25 MINUTES LATER*
me and Steve were still doing math and some writing here and there but I heard a couple raindrops on the window which made my head perk up to the direction. 'I love rain' I thought to myself.
I stood up a bit half crawling half walking to the large window on the other side of Steve's room.
I sat infront of the window amazed by the soft raindrops and how fast it already coated thing outside in water. I loved it.
Steve's pov:
I wasn't paying attention to what Eddie was doing, I looked up to see if he was okay but he wasn't where he was before. I look around a bit and spit him near the window watching the rain.. wait- rain? When did it start raining? I don't know.."Hey Ed's"
"Yeah steve?"
"What are you doing?"
"Just watching the rain, why?"
"No reason, just wondering"
I walk up to Eddie sitting down behind him pulling him into a back hug. I loved back hugs. I love Eddie in general. The way his eyes shine, his long dark hair, his rings, his adorable face, the way he smiles. Everything, I love him so much.
I feel Eddie smile as I hug him. Jeez was his smile cute, it made me smile as well.
"Hungry?" I ask
Eddie nods as an reply.
"Do you wanna go down and make some food?"
"Why not" I smile and stand up grabbing his hand talking it into mine. I open the bedroom door walking downstairs sill holding his hand. Leading him into the kitchen, he walk around a bit as I grab some recipe books for baking and cooking.
"Hey sweetheart, what do you feel like making?"
Eddie think a little bit.
"Are you okay with baking some cookies?"
"Absolutely" baking cookies were my favourite.
We spent the next couple hours; talking, laughing, getting scared, mixing ingredients, watching things bake, kissing, dancing, giggling like little girls.
I loved our relationship. And I wish for it to stay like this forever.
THAT WAS NOT FORESHADOWING 😀 I mean unless you want it to be- I'll think about it lol. Anyways sorry these have been pretty short- my mental health has been a pain in the ass so please be patient with me (though I don't have a lot of readers)
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STEDDIE (ONESHOTS)
Romancejust some steddie oneshots.. and yes there could be byler or some slight ronance. Please understand that I have many problems and things I have to part of so thats why I don't often post or whatever. I WILL NOT DO SMUT. It makes me uncomfortable an...