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[heatmetal]

[ his voicemail greeting is just a guitar riff ]

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[heatmetal]

[ ... Huh. Eddie strolls to the door, clicks his tongue. ]

You say that like we don't have four of them waiting for us at home.

[retromix]

Yeah, but this one's ours. You gave birth to him in a parking lot.

[ Laughing, he tosses his head back. ]

[heatmetal]

[ Eddie cackles, bumping hips with him and pulling him close. ]

While you sat in the car and listened to music! Thought you were a modern man, Harrington!

[retromix]

I just led you to him, the rest is your business.

[ Steve's laughter bubbles up louder. ]

[heatmetal]

I carried him for nine whole minutes and this is the support I get.

[ shaking his head dramatically]

[retromix]

He's gonna have to get a job tomorrow. Pull his weight.

[ Just before they split up at the car he gives Eddie's ass a smack to send him to the passenger side. ]

[heatmetal]

[ Eddie gasps, scandalized as he sits down, batting those big brown eyes ]

Green light, Stevie.

[retromix]

[ Pointing to his own eyes then Eddie's. ]

You put those away while I'm driving.

[heatmetal]

Mmm, I would but I'm fresh out of blindfolds.

[retromix]

There's at least one in your back pocket that I know of.

[ The sassiest glance down at Eddie's ass before Steve pulls them out of park. ]

[heatmetal]

Babe, I stopped wearing that when we started dating.

[ .... Though it is still folded in there in case he needs to mop up sweat. ]

[retromix]

[ What??? Steve looks surprised. ]

I thought you kept it tucked in there.

[heatmetal]

[ .... ]

I should've known you've been staring at my ass enough to call that bluff.

[retromix]

No, I just ... I mean, yeah.

[ He does stare a lot, never has a newly out bisexual been thirstier. ]

I thought you still wore it hanging out sometimes though. Like I was just missing those times whenever I looked? But you're not.

[ Steve's confusion softens, touched. How does he keep being surprised by every little thoughtful gesture? ]

Thanks, man.

[heatmetal]

I'd be pretty stupid to go cruising when I've got you, wouldn't I?

[ he raises his eyebrows. ]

I'm all in. But if we break up I'm taking Dustin and the cat. You can keep Sinclair, Red and Wheeler.

[retromix]

[ Why is that so touching? Maybe because it feels like a touchstone, some kind of stable reference point in their relationship? He never had that with Nancy. One day she loved him, the next she didn't; he was stupid enough to spew his idle daydreams that included her and for all her long gazes, her soft words, she couldn't wait to kiss Jonathan once they were reunited.

The paranoid voice in the back of his head that's been insisting he's going to lose Eddie somehow, to someone, is mollified by the simple fact Eddie doesn't wear his dumb bandana in his back pocket anymore.

Steve swallows, nodding. Yeah, it would be stupid to cruise while he's here! So ... stupid.

He glances sideways. ]

Guess we'd better not get divorced then, that'd get ugly.

[heatmetal]

Oh, I know. [ Eddie grins. ] Actually, scratch that. I'd want Mad Max too. We can trade Dustin off on weekends.

[retromix]

[ It feels like sunshine warms his chest from the inside-out. ]

He'd escape to visit me anyway, you know he would.

[heatmetal]

I know, I know. And he'd come back singing your praises until I fall in love all over again.

[ - that's a joke but it's maybe said a little more softly than it should be ]

[retromix]

Y-You've fallen in love with me?

[ OH GOD HOW DOES HE DRIVE? OH NO HE NEEDS TO FIND SOMEWHERE TO PARK, WHOAAA SHIT. ]

[heatmetal]

[ okay please don't crash this car ]

E-easy, man.

[retromix]

[ It's fine, it's fine! Eyes on the road! ]

I am easy! [ Welp. ] I got it, I got it!

Do you ... ? Did you mean that?

[heatmetal]

[ shit. ]

We're still getting to know each other, and it's kinda... Fast but... Yeah? I mean... [ he laughs, breathless suddenly. ] kinda hard not to fall for a guy whose risking life in prison just to bring you snacks.

[retromix]

God, you've got no idea.

[ Sighing as he drives and rakes a hand through his hair, he keeps to his route despite the blush rising in his neck and cheeks (it isn't the way back to the hotel). ]

When we get out of this car I'm going to kiss you a lot, just so you know.

[heatmetal]

Good, because if you weren't, I'd be making a break for the woods. Local man humiliates himself in front of boyfriend, escapes to live a life amongst bears. And let me tell you lumberjacks are not my type.