Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore.

I'm The Problem, It's Me.

March 18th 

Eddie had been trying to ignore it. Chrissy was a nice girl, literal sunshine in the form of a person. So he was angry with himself for being so jealous of the fact that she and Steve got on so well. He couldn't work out why at first, because Steve was nice to everyone, Steve got on with everyone, he was just a good person in general. So why Chrissy had gotten so far under his skin had baffled him in the beginning. But he figured it out, he was jealous. Like insanely jealous. The green eyed monster reared its ugly head every time he caught a glimpse of the two of them together. They'd be laughing and signing and talking about this or that, just today he'd seen Steve put his arm around her in a half hug and she'd giggled and hugged his waist right back and dear god that had made Eddie want to punch something.

It was one of his major flaws, he knew that. He'd always been jealous, even as a young kid. Jealous of other people when they could have things that he couldn't. He didn't want to think about Steve never not wanting him, wanting someone else, he wanted to be everything that Steve could ever need. But seeing him there with this woman, looking like they were having the most private of conversations all the time because they were talking to each other in a way no one else could understand just made him mad.

That wasn't to say he hadn't been learning, Steve had still been teaching him things, he'd been following along with the online course he'd been working on. He still wanted to be able to do that for Steve, but here was Chrissy, so much more advanced and able to just do it, he was so jealous and it hurt. It hurt because he still didn't know how to deal with this emotion and he hated it with a passion.

He couldn't help it every time she walked into the room he'd scowl or if she ever did speak to him his answers were short, sometimes even one word. He knew she'd noticed because her glances became wary, worrisome. She didn't talk to him unless she absolutely had to and she'd often dart away if he came over to speak to Steve or anyone else. He felt somewhat bad, he knew he was creating a hostile work environment for her but he just... couldn't stop being a dick.

'Hey handsome' Steve signs as he walks out back to find Eddie smoking.

"Hey" Eddie mumbles.

"You okay?"

"Yeah" He half smiles "Better now you're here" He tugs Steve closer by his waist "Was thinking later we could get takeout?"

"Oh yeah, I needed to talk to you about later, Chrissy invited Robin and I out, there's a Pacers game showing down at one of the sports bars on main street, we're gonna get dinner and watch it, have a few drinks"

"Oh"

"But we can another night?" Steve pushes a stray curl behind Eddie's ear. He tries his best to hide the disappointment in his face but he doesn't think he's doing a very good job of it.

"Sure, another night"

"That okay with you?" Steve asks, trying to get into Eddie's line of vision when he looks away.

"Of course it is, why wouldn't it be?" He tries to force a smile but he knows it doesn't reach his eyes.

"You're the best" Steve grins at him and kisses his cheek. Eddie squeezes his waist and ducks back inside, Steve runs off to tell Chrissy he'll come with her tonight and the plan is set in motion.

***

Steve had forgotten how much he enjoyed live sports, the bar was packed, they managed to find a table towards the back of the bar, settled in with their drinks and bar snacks and waited for the game to start.

He had wondered briefly why Chrissy had invited Robin because Robin wasn't really ever one to follow sports but after seeing the two of them together he knew why she'd been invited. Chrissy was totally crushing on Robin and it was cute as hell, he was going to make it his mission to get them together. They'd make an adorable couple.