[ the way steve bumps into him might look accidental to others but eddie relishes in it, in that press of steve's warmth against his side even if the day is hot as balls and he'd whine about any sort of physical contact otherwise. then again, back in the van, he's also likely to drape himself all over steve even though the AC's being a bitch and not really working consistently.
he leans back in for a moment, then steps back so they're casually walking side by side.
totally normal, totally just like friends. eddie's hands itch in his pockets and he pulls them out to cross them over his chest. ] Big promises, big boy.
I'm pretty squirrelly and good at running, as the stories go. [ except that, well, later he'll be making claims about not running away so that's ironic, huh? eddie glances around and looks over at the rows of games before them as he tries to figure out which one has the biggest chance of success. they're all rigged, he knows, but he also has faith in steve's athletic ability even if he teases him about it. it's just that eddie naturally teases, even if he's impressed and is also the first to oogle steve post workout. he is but a mere mortal man, after all. ] But come on, I want to see your skills on these games, swoon a little, and then get a frozen banana or something.
[ not to like, tease or anything. they're just good and probably the healthiest sweet dessert eddie will eat today. ]
( way to make your flirtiness sound ominous, Steve??? maybe it would have been an unbelievable assertion a year or two ago, but, these days... well, Steve likes to think he's proven to his friends at this point that he is dependable. he gets Robin to school on time every morning, he has kept the day he and Eddie share off clear of Other Commitments so they can make the most of it, he's the first to pick up a bat covered with bloody nails when trouble comes calling. he isn't good for much besides waving late fees for old ladies, that's a fact; but being there, when his friends need him? doable. completely doable.
Steve does make a wrinkled nose expression at Eddie's somewhat suggestive snack choice — that's the sort of thing Tommy H. would crow about, for damn sure. it is kinda beyond them now to point out Eddie wants the gayest treat of possibly all time. if only because rainbow Doritos don't exist yet. )
We'll get you your banana, ( Steve says with a slight huff, like he's entirely put upon, to make sure the banana snacking happens. not really, though. in fact, he will probably have a banana, too. when in Rome, right? there's good potential there for being an awful tease and licking his fingertips, etc. Steve has gotten a lot better at his gay flirting. )After the games, got it? I was promised a prize, buddy.
( he has never had someone win him something before. it's just... gotta happen. it's gotta. even if it takes all night. ...well, maybe not all night, because there's so much more of this carnival he wants them both to see before the night is over. he's determined to make the most of it, because right now is the closest he's felt to normal in a really long time. )
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Date: 2023-07-24 04:16 pm (UTC)he leans back in for a moment, then steps back so they're casually walking side by side.
totally normal, totally just like friends. eddie's hands itch in his pockets and he pulls them out to cross them over his chest. ] Big promises, big boy.
I'm pretty squirrelly and good at running, as the stories go. [ except that, well, later he'll be making claims about not running away so that's ironic, huh? eddie glances around and looks over at the rows of games before them as he tries to figure out which one has the biggest chance of success. they're all rigged, he knows, but he also has faith in steve's athletic ability even if he teases him about it. it's just that eddie naturally teases, even if he's impressed and is also the first to oogle steve post workout. he is but a mere mortal man, after all. ] But come on, I want to see your skills on these games, swoon a little, and then get a frozen banana or something.
[ not to like, tease or anything. they're just good and probably the healthiest sweet dessert eddie will eat today. ]
🎀 wrap here i think ???
Date: 2023-08-27 12:49 am (UTC)( way to make your flirtiness sound ominous, Steve??? maybe it would have been an unbelievable assertion a year or two ago, but, these days... well, Steve likes to think he's proven to his friends at this point that he is dependable. he gets Robin to school on time every morning, he has kept the day he and Eddie share off clear of Other Commitments so they can make the most of it, he's the first to pick up a bat covered with bloody nails when trouble comes calling. he isn't good for much besides waving late fees for old ladies, that's a fact; but being there, when his friends need him? doable. completely doable.
Steve does make a wrinkled nose expression at Eddie's somewhat suggestive snack choice — that's the sort of thing Tommy H. would crow about, for damn sure. it is kinda beyond them now to point out Eddie wants the gayest treat of possibly all time. if only because rainbow Doritos don't exist yet. )
We'll get you your banana, ( Steve says with a slight huff, like he's entirely put upon, to make sure the banana snacking happens. not really, though. in fact, he will probably have a banana, too. when in Rome, right? there's good potential there for being an awful tease and licking his fingertips, etc. Steve has gotten a lot better at his gay flirting. ) After the games, got it? I was promised a prize, buddy.
( he has never had someone win him something before. it's just... gotta happen. it's gotta. even if it takes all night. ...well, maybe not all night, because there's so much more of this carnival he wants them both to see before the night is over. he's determined to make the most of it, because right now is the closest he's felt to normal in a really long time. )