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Steve was tired. And yet he drove through a cold and rainy night, to the first person he could think of; Eddie Munson. Steve couldn’t sleep, and so he drove to Eddie’s trailer not even worrying about the possibility of rain throwing him off the road.
When he arrived at the Munson trailer he just sat in his car. He thought about turning back but he was already there so he got out and walked up the few steps laid out and knocked on the door.
“Oh my god, do you know what time- Steve?”
Steve was greeted with a tired Eddie. He wore an old loose Metallica shirt and a pair of sweats.
“Why in the world are you here?! It’s pouring! You’re not even wearing a sweatshirt!”
Eddie stepped aside and ushered Steve inside.
As steve stepped inside Eddie imditly grabbed him by the rist and brought him into his room, where he then
Found a dry sweatshirt and shorts for him to put on.
When Steve emerged from the bathroom he found Eddie making two cups of hot chocolate for them both. He handed Steve one and told him ‘it will warm you up.’ So Steve drank the contents of the cup, and It did in fact warm him up a tiny bit.
Eddie then broke the silence, “So… what do ya need?”
“I couldn’t sleep, and then the next thing I know I’m in front of your trailer.”
“So you don’t remember anything in between those two times?” Eddie asked skeptically.
“Well, I mean I remember driving over, you just ended up being the first person I subconsciously decided to go to.”
“Well then, it’s an honor to have king Steve come to me out of all people.” He said in a playful tone.
“Yea, yea whatever. Anyways, I’m fucking tired. All I wanna do is sleep.” Steve gave out a yawn after saying this, only proving his statement more.
“Ok? And what do you want me to do about that Stevie?” Eddie asked. Steve blushed a little at the name but it was dark out and Eddie didn’t notice, or if he did then he didn’t say anything.
“I don’t know. I guess I can go home or something..”
“No, no, you take my bed. It is raining way too hard, and you’re clearly too tired to function.” He This matter
a factly
“Ok.. and where will you sleep?”
“In the bed of course. I ain’t sleeping on the couch!”
At this Steve’s blush returned, and a little darker at that.
A few minutes later the two put away their mugs and moved to the bedroom. Eddie got himself situated on the bed and motioned to Steve to lay down. Steve was reluctant but did it anyway. As soon as his head hit the pillow his exhaustion got so bad he basically fell asleep right then and there.
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The next morning Steve awoke feeling warm and safe. He buried his face into the man holding him, as if he needed more warmth.
“Morning Sweetheart.” Steve blushed at the name and tilted his head to look at the curly haired man staring back. “Sorry if I woke you, I tried not to move around much.”
“Mmm… you’re fine, I woke up on my own” Steve reassured Eddie.
“Good, want me to make some coffee?” He asked, but all Steve wanted was to stay in Eddie’s warm embrace. And so he told him so.
“Alright, anything for you princess.” Steve swore he was going to pass away if Eddie kept throwing nicknames at him.
Eventually Eddie got out of bed and Steve followed close behind, clinging on as they went to the kitchen. Eddie started up some coffee for the two of them, and got out a pan to make some eggs as well.
“Sweetheart, you’re gonna have to let go eventually..”
Eddie said, breaking the silence, only returned a second later only broken by the sizzling of the pan.
When the coffee and eggs were done Steve reluctantly let go of Eddie to go sit down and eat.
After eating Steve informed Eddie that he was already late for work, and Robin is probably already dead from boredom.
And then he bids farewell until next time.