#Wayne staring into the mirror while Take My Breath Away blasts from Eddie's room: I love my idiot son I love my idiot son I love my idiot s

[humanityinahandbag]

@quarble you are correct and everyone needs to know it

Eddie drags his fingers slowly down those rainy windows, listening to the Every Rose has its Thorns and Time After Time on repeat (Wayne is about to lose his goddamn mind), writing lyrics that make his bandmates want to tear their hair out about how his heart is a shriveled up flower and he's doomed to unrequited love forever and everyone dies alone.

Meanwhile Steve is standing in the same exact room holding up two polo shirts like "which one do you think I should wear on our date tonight; the blue or the pink?" before asking Eddie if he can write a reminder to get condoms at the bottom of the terrible poem he's currently writing about dying alone.

Give me dramatic idiot Eddie or give me death.

Story where Eddie spends weeks pining after Steve, mourning the loss of something that he can't have, becoming the physical manifestation of Gay Longing™.

To be clear; Steve is blatantly flirting with Eddie but getting zero traction because Eddie is essentially spending all of his time sighing out the window like a goddamn tragic hero because he'll never love me the way I love him.

And Steve can be patient. He can take his time. He can woo very softly and gently and wants to do this right without scaring Eddie off.

Until, after a frustratingly long D&D planning session, Steve watches from the couch between a fighting Dustin and Lucas, as Eddie tears out paper and balls it up before tossing it into a trashcan in what can only be described as a glorious nerdified three pointer.

And that would be the tipping point.

Because Steve Harrington is a goner for pathetic, half feral nerds.

But a pathetic, half feral nerd with a good arm?

Forget about it.

(Also, to be clear, Steve would use this moment to politely explain to a blue-screened Eddie that he'd very much like to ravish him while Eddie wears Steve's basketball jersey, pretty please.)