#writing slightly sinister steve is my new favourite thing ngl

[sailing-through-hawkins]

a slice of heaven

✧ written for ‘cake’ ✧ word count: 311 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: slightly horror vibes ✧ tags: other!stobin ✧ @steddiemicrofic hope you enjoy!!! ✧

"Try this!"

Biting back a sigh, Eddie scoops up a piece of the cake Steve's just laid out in front of him and ignores his protesting taste buds. He eats the pink sponge and, to his own surprise, eagerly swallows it down.

"Well?" Steve looks at him expectantly.

"Shit, dude, this is so good!" And the problem is, Eddie isn't even lying. He expected that last bite to be the final straw, make him puke out all the sweet delicacies he's been forced to taste for the past -

How long has it been?

"Great!" Steve smiles so pretty and sweet, Eddie almost falls in love with him immediately. Then he turns away to yell, "I told you this was the one, Robs!"

Robin groans and glares at Eddie. He can’t look away from her eyes. “Now look what you’ve done, he’ll be using up all our strawberries!”

“I won’t,” Steve protests as he collects the plate (when did Eddie finish that slice?), blocking Eddie from Robin. Eddie blinks, his eyes watering. “I don’t want him getting sick of them too fast.”

“I don’t think I can get sick of your food,” He isn’t flirting. He doesn’t know how but the nausea dissipated with that first bite of the strawberry cake. “What – what time is it?”

“Does it matter?” Steve tilts his head, looking down at Eddie puzzledly. Eddie stares up at him and watches as ink bleeds into Steve’s eyes, as his smile drips down into a pout, as his sunny glow turns cold. “You’re not trying to leave, right, Eds? We had a deal.”

“R-right,” Eddie swallows, his throat clogged with the taste of sweet strawberries. “’M not going anywhere, Stevie.” The air snaps back like a blade and Eddie heaves.

“Good!” Steve smiles again and Eddie doesn’t remember why he ever felt afraid. "Time for the pies!"