[He freezes. Has his nose pressed to Eddie's cheek, mouth bloodied, eyes darker than they should be. He swallows, pulls back slow, scrubbing at his mouth with the back of his mouth and fuck, yeah. He's a little out of it. Can't help the way he sniffs, smells Steve Harrington and finds his teeth aching. ]
Is that Steve Harrington? [voice low; a strange tone. Probably for the best if Eddies holds him in place, after he's straightened up. ] As I live and breathe?
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Is that Steve Harrington? [voice low; a strange tone. Probably for the best if Eddies holds him in place, after he's straightened up. ] As I live and breathe?