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[heatmetal]

[ his voicemail greeting is just a guitar riff ]

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[retromix]

That'd be nice. Dustin said he's a good man, the kid has been looking out for him.

[ Kisses nuzzle their way along Eddie's cheek, lazy and affectionate without any (well, much) heat to go beyond cuddling. ]

Do you think we'll keep these new powers when we go home? I could do with the cash to get my own place for us.

[heatmetal]

[ thinking about wayne is unexpectedly difficult. eddie goes a little quiet, immensely thankful for the kindness of dustin henderson. hopefully someone's making sure the man eats. that he's not just roaming the streets of hawkins putting up fliers, trying to find his troublemaking nephew.

eddie tries to push the thought down. blinking past the burning in his eyes, trying to focus on the warmth of steve's touches. ]

Dunno. I still haven't even figured out what mine are.

[retromix]

Pft. [ Gesturing to himself, Steve scoffs. ] C'mon. Seriously? Clearly being a master of seduction ranks there somewhere.

[heatmetal]

Now, I want all of this [ he runs a hand down Steve's chest ] to be all me, baby.

[retromix]

[ Steve shivers. He drags Eddie closer by the hip, leg curling tighter. ]

Afraid I'm going to run off and leave you in my dust, Munson?

[heatmetal]

More like one day I'll wake up and you'll have just been one glorious wet dream.

[ Jesus Christ this man. He soaks in the shiver, the heat of him. ]

[retromix]

You might wake up but I won't be a dream, even if I am wet.

[ His chest shakes with laughter as he grins, waggling his eyebrows. ]

[heatmetal]

[ disgusting. he laughs and leans in, kissing him soft and sweet. ]

[retromix]

[ The tenderest, sweetest smooch ... and then he splats his hand in the middle of Eddie's face to shove him sideways, reaching into his own back pocket for his phone. ]

Now go entertain yourself while I talk to Hargrove.

[heatmetal]

[ WOW???? flopping dramatically on the bed, clutching a hand to his chest. ]

You are a cruel, callous man, Steve Harrington.

[retromix]

You're the one encouraging me to pay attention to half-naked men.

[ TELL HIM HE'S WRONG! Oh wait, Eddie can't! ]

[heatmetal]

Oh yeah? Uh-huh? While you got this half-naked man [ okay like maybe a quarter naked, his jeans are sliding pretty far down ] in your bed?

[ but he's kidding, and he makes it clear with a wide grin before steve can slip into worry mode. ]

Have your little feelings fest.

[retromix]

I'm going to get you a hundred-percent naked later, I have patience.

[ Shooting him a narrow look! Steve sits up against the headboard and starts texting, feet nudging at Eddie. ]

You could make us something to eat.

[heatmetal]

[ cackling, letting his fingers dance along steve's feet before sitting up. ]

So order take-out. Got it. Try not to kill each other while I'm foraging.

[retromix]

One of these days I'm cooking us a real meal ...

[ Ah! Ticklish feet!! Off the bed, demon. ]

[heatmetal]

[ clocking that for mischief later. ]

You can cook?

[retromix]

Well, yeah, it's not like we've had any staff since I was thirteen.

[ Old enough to operate the oven, in other words. ]

[heatmetal]

[ "staff". eddie shakes his head, trotting towards the door. ]

Get you a boy that doesn't know what ravioli straight outta the can tastes like.

[retromix]

Get you a boy who knows how to make it from scratch.

[ Blowing him a kiss. ]

[heatmetal]

[ he mimes catching it, swooning. ]