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bilbosmom-belladonna · 5 months ago

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A Steddie summer ficlet! Also posted on ao3. 500 words, no TW. Inspired by Stay (Wasting Time) by Dave Matthews Band

You Could Fry an Egg

It was hotter than hell.

Steve squinted under the bright sun and tried to move closer to the scant shade along the side of the road. Even the shadows had retreated from the cracked, scorching hot asphalt they were walking along. He was a little concerned his sneakers might start melting.

Ahead of him, Eddie was walking backwards, trying to distract both of them from the heat with a rambling story about his uncle's trucker days. The empty gas can in his hand flopped around as he gestured, smacking him in the arm.

Steve watched and listened as he trudged along. He wanted to be mad at Eddie—he was the reason they were stuck halfway along I-70 with an empty tank, after all—but he could never manage it for long. Eddie could sniff out when people were annoyed with him like a hunting dog after its prey; usually so he could double-down and make himself even more irritating.

But for Steve he always found a way to turn things around, get back in Steve's good graces. And Steve could admit he never tried very hard to stay mad.

He felt a bead of sweat roll down his forehead and catch in his eyebrow, threatening to drip into his eyes. Steve stopped for a moment and wiped it away with the back of his hand. It was pointless; he was sweating so much he'd probably turn into a puddle before they reached the gas station. He could already feel another trickle making its way down from his temple and along the line of his jaw.

But before Steve could wipe it away, Eddie stepped in close. Long narrow fingers reached up and caught the sweat just on the underside of Steve's chin. He pulled his hand away and—eyes dancing with mischief—stuck one fingertip at a time in his mouth, sucking on them like he was savoring the last of a delicious meal.

Steve stared at him. It should have been gross. It should have been gross and weird and off-putting; it should have been too much, like so much of Eddie was too much. Too loud, too crazy, too angry, too manic.

Instead Steve dropped his eyes and smiled, helplessly charmed. When he managed to look up again, the smile on Eddie's face was brighter than the summer sun above them.

Steve reached out and grabbed Eddie's hand. It was still a little damp, a combination of Eddie's spit and both their sweat; he intertwined their fingers and gave a squeeze. Eddie beamed back at him, scorching. If the asphalt didn't set Steve on fire first, then that smile would.

He tugged and they kept walking, the empty gas can thumping against Eddie's thigh. It was much too hot to be holding hands but Steve clung on, even as their grip grew wet and slippery. It was pretty gross. But Steve was finding that maybe he kind of liked gross. Maybe too much was actually just right.

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Want more Steddie summer fun from me? Check out my one-shot Summer Lovin' Happened So Fast on ao3!

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banchie · 3 months ago

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Chat they made Minecraft into a silly goofy cringe movie even through Minecraft is actually about life and earth and the universe and tearing meaning out of the ground and molding it with your hands into something that you can be proud of. They made the pink sheep look ugly and funny for a cheap laugh when it should’ve been a beautiful moment where you, age eleven, come across this rarity, this beautiful anomaly and you hold its face in your hands and stare into its chocolate brown eyes and you realize what the whole world is about. Chat they made it into a joke

#Minecraft #Minecraft movie #THEY MADE STEVE WHITE

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jetra4ivor · 3 months ago

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