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Eddie knew he would enjoy kissing when he finally got around to experiencing it, but he never expected it to be so addicting. The fact that Steve tasted sweet probably didn't help, but he couldn’t get enough. He pushed his hands deeper into Steve’s hair, holding him firmly in the kiss. He could already feel his body reacting.
Steve lowered himself to his elbows, indulging in Eddie’s passion. Eddie was far from the first virgin he’d handled, but he’d never slept with anyone in this form. That wasn’t the only reason he was a little wary about going forward while in this shape. He was startled when Eddie broke the kiss and stared up at him with large, hungry eyes.
“You said we're dating, right?” Eddie panted.
“Yeah,” Steve chuckled.
Eddie swallowed and caressed Steve’s soft neck. “That means we can…” His heart was in his throat as he tried to continue. “Y—y’know.”
“Have sex?” Steve finished with a smirk.
Eddie nodded, scanning Steve’s inhuman face. “Can we?”
Steve raised his eyebrows. “Now?”
“Yeah,” Eddie huffed, licking his lips. They were still sweet with Steve’s saliva.
“I don’t know,” Steve cringed. “You’re still injured.”
“So what?” Eddie’s breath picked up as he slid a hand onto Steve’s chest. “Steve, I—I want you so fucking bad right now.”
“Like this?” Steve scoffed.
“Fuck yes!” Eddie swooned. “Especially like this.” He gripped Steve’s ribs and stroked his cheek with his thumb. “I’ve fantasized about something like you more times than I can count.”
“What?” Steve flinched. “Really?”
“Yes,” Eddie eagerly admitted.
Steve’s eyes hooded. “Tell me about it,” he urged, putting all his weight on one arm so he could carefully caress Eddie’s bare chest.
The gentle touch made Eddie shudder and shift his legs. “Well, a particular favorite is this beast called a mimic.” He gasped when Steve’s fingertips ghosted over his remaining nipple. “It can look like any object and is often depicted with tentacle-like appendages.” A soft whimper eked from his nose when Steve slid his fingertips over his hip and under the waistband of the sweatpants. “I’m sure you get the idea.”
A wide grin formed on Steve’s lips. “Like these?”
Eddie gawked in pure lustful disbelief as a slender vine slithered out from either side of Steve’s nape. “Oh, fuck,” he gasped, his whole body tensing violently as they stroked his lips and cheek.
Steve snorted. “Did you cum?”
“Got pretty damn close,” he admitted, slightly ashamed.
Steve couldn't help but laugh. “You sure you're going to make it long enough for us to continue?”
Eddie followed the touch of the incredibly smooth vines as they continued to caress him. “Probably not, but I wanna try.”
The way Eddie was breathing so heavily and shifting his body erotically was hypnotizing. Steve stared in awe. It almost looked like he was already being fucked. He bit his lip and carefully picked up one of Eddie's hands, snapping him out of the trance the vines had him in.
Eddie shuddered when Steve guided his hand through the narrow space between their bodies.
“This is why I’m a little hesitant to fuck you like this,” Steve stated, pressing Eddie's hand to the erection tenting his boxers.
“Holy mother of God!” Eddie exclaimed when he felt the size of Steve's cock. It more than filled his hand and weighed heavily on his palm. King Steve my ass, more like behemoth Steve.
Steve gasped when Eddie gripped it. This form was far more sensitive in every way. He'd jerked off like this a few times, but having someone else touch it was far more intense.
Seeing Steve's beautiful, erotic face mere inches from his own made Eddie gasp in awe. He gave the erection one more stroke over the cloth, indulging in Steve softly moaning and the cock flexing in his hand.
“Can I see it?” Eddie gasped, desperation in his voice.
“Uh… sure.” Steve stood, helping Eddie to sit up as well.
While Eddie situated himself properly, Steve removed his boxers. Eddie was floored when he saw Steve in all his glory. Without the awful boxers, he truly looked otherworldly. Eddie leaned forward. Thanks to the bit of healing Steve did, the wounds didn't hurt as bad as before.
Steve jumped when Eddie grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. The wonder returned to Eddie's eyes as he massaged his calloused hands over Steve's hips and thighs, gazing at the impressive erection.
It was slightly darker green than the rest of him, with the head being the same color as Steve's lips. Brown dusted the ridge of the head and followed the frenulum down the underside. At the base was a dense patch of root-like pubes with tiny buds.
With bated breath, Eddie inched a hand up Steve’s supple thigh and tentatively wrapped it around the thick shaft. They both gasped at the touch, and Eddie’s mouth watered when the cock pulsed in response. His fingers couldn’t close around its girth, and Eddie didn’t exactly have small hands. It was warm, heavy, and so soft.
Eddie brought his other hand up to close the hold, shuddering as he gave the length a stroke. Steve’s sigh was music to his ears. It wasn’t just thick. The length would be intimidating all on its own. He honestly wasn’t sure he could take it, but hell if he wasn't going to try. A small drop of pre-cum leaked out of the tip and Eddie licked his lips, wanting a taste.
“You sure you don’t want something a little more human?” Steve chuckled.
Eddie looked up at him with excited eyes. “And miss the opportunity for a literal monster to take my virginity? No fucking thank you.” He flinched when the cock in his hand flexed violently as Steve laughed.
“You really are a freak, aren’t you?”
A pleased grin took over Eddie’s entire face. “Suppose I am,” he chuckled before pressing his tongue to the head of Steve’s dick, lapping up that tempting drop.
The head was, hands down, the softest thing he’d ever felt, and the pre-cum had a flavor he wasn’t expecting. He'd gotten acquainted with his own, so he knew how it was supposed to taste and feel. Steve’s was thicker, almost gel-like, and was slightly bitter but oddly refreshing. The flavor reminded him of cucumbers with the skin on. He kind of loved it and stroked the tip of his tongue through the slit to collect what he could.
Steve bit his lip, his breathing picking up. Someone touching his dick wasn’t new, but with this dick, it was very new. Eddie sure as hell wasn’t acting like a virgin with the way he was eagerly stroking him and sucking on the head of his dick.
Eddie’s mind was hazing over with lust as he continued to stroke both hands over the length and press the large head into his mouth. He could barely fit any more than that, but he sucked it with vigor, swooning every time he tasted that unique pre-cum on his tongue. He desperately wished he could fit more of it in his mouth, but his jaw was already straining at about a quarter, and the wounds on his chin weren't helping.
Reluctantly, he pulled off of the head. He was panting as he licked the slit again, claiming the clear fluid as if it were a well-earned prize. He grabbed Steve’s hip and pulled him closer so he could more comfortably kiss down the shaft and bury his face in the soft roots that shrouded his pelvis. They were soft and smelled wonderfully earthy.
The blowjob was clumsy, but that didn’t mean it felt bad. Clearly, Eddie was struggling with the size and Steve would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. He particularly loved how much Eddie seemed to enjoy it.
Eddie glanced up, humming against the shaft when their eyes met. “I have to ask,” he huffed with a faint smile, his slick lips still pressed against the warm cock. “Is your human dick just as impressive?” He cupped his tongue around the underside and created a suction, dragging it up and down a portion.
Steve chuckled. “Far from. It’s pretty average, honestly.”
“So, the King Steve rumors aren’t true?” He turned his full attention back to Steve’s cock. Another awkward laugh came from Steve, and Eddie hummed at the way it made the cock flex against his lips.
“I mean, it's a little on the large side, but nothing like this.”
Eddie smiled up at him and kissed the side of the head. He had a feeling Steve was being modest. “I guess it’s a good thing I’m a bit of a size queen then.”
Steve flinched. “A wh—I thought you were a virgin.”
The blush on Eddie’s face deepened. He hadn’t meant to admit that. “Doesn’t mean I haven’t tried things on my own,” he mumbled against the shaft.
“Really?” Steve exclaimed in surprise.
Eddie nodded, rubbing his cheek along Steve’s length.
“How big exactly?”
Eddie gave the cock a side eye. “Pretty close to this once.”
A smirk twitched onto Steve’s face. “And here I thought I'd have to be gentle with you.”
Eddie swallowed and licked his lips. “I guess if you hurt me, you could always just heal me later.”
Steve scoffed in disbelief. That wasn't something he’d considered. Then again, neither was getting the chance to fuck anyone like this. “I still don’t plan to hurt you.”
Eddie shrugged and ran his tongue under the ridge of the head, flinching when he felt a strange slatted texture. He manipulated the cock so he could get a look on the underside, smirking when he saw mushroom-like gills. He rolled his eyes and returned to sucking on the head. Out of everything he’d seen in the last hour, that was far from the craziest.
“If you’re so familiar with it,” Steve said sultrily. “Then I guess you won’t mind if I just—”
Eddie gasped when the vines Steve created earlier shot down his back and into his sweatpants. It was barely a second before they were weaseling their way inside. He groaned and tipped his head back, gripping Steve’s cock firmly.
“Fuck,” Eddie huffed, leaning his face on Steve’s pelvis. It may not be a new feeling, but being violated by vines was truly a dream come true.
Steve chewed on his lip as he stared down at Eddie panting and softly moaning against the base of his cock. He wanted to throw him to the bed and fuck him right then and there, but even if Eddie wasn’t new to anal, he still needed to be stretched if he really wanted to take him in this form.
Eddie held Steve’s dick with both hands on one side, desperately kissing what he could reach with his head resting on his pelvis. Even in his lust-crazed haze, the tiny buds in the roots in front of him opening didn’t go unnoticed. He gasped and leaned back.
Within seconds, he felt feverish and his body felt heavy. “Woah,” Eddie exclaimed, with an amused huff. His arms fell limply to his side, and he leaned all his weight on Steve’s hip.
“You okay?” Steve asked sincerely.
“I think.” Eddie blinked dramatically. “I just got high off your pubes.”
“What?” Steve squinted.
“Kind of feels like poppers,” he chuckled, nuzzling into Steve’s soft hip.
“Like what? Seriously, are you okay?”
“A muscle relaxer. Yeah, I’m totally fine, just hard to move.”
If he’d just unintentionally dosed Eddie with a muscle relaxer… Steve shifted the vines inside Eddie, loving his soft moan and writhe as he tested the pliability of his ass, and sure enough, it was far more relaxed.
Eddie caressed Steve’s leg, fingers lingering on the lower backward joint. “Does this mean I get you sooner?” he asked, kissing the beginning of his thigh crease.
“Seems so.”
“Awesome,” Eddie sighed, burying his face back into Steve’s groin and inhaling deeply. It might make him feel like he took a hit of poppers, but it sure as hell didn’t smell like it. He’d take Steve’s chokingly floral aroma over the chemical hairspray-esque scent he was familiar with.
When Eddie tried to sit up on his own, he ended up falling backward onto the bed, gasping as the vines whipped out of his ass. He laughed and closed his eyes, riding the dizzying high.
Steve swallowed, retracting the vines as he gripped the waistband of the sweatpants, carefully pulling them and his boxers down. Eddie gasped and shuddered as the reality of the situation settled in.
“You sure you’re okay?” Steve double-checked.
“Never fucking better,” Eddie stated adamantly.
“Alright,” Steve smirked, tossing the clothes aside.
He crawled on top of Eddie, urging him further onto the bed. Eddie stared at him in awe and eagerly met him for a deep, powerful kiss that pressed his head firmly into the bed.
Steve knew he still had to be at least a little careful, but he couldn’t help getting more into it. Eddie was naked at his fingertips. He caressed Eddie’s neck with one hand, the other slipping between his thighs and reaching for his ass. All it took was a graze of his fingers against it for Eddie to shudder and throw his arms around his neck.
He pressed his wrist against Eddie’s inner thigh, urging him to spread his legs. He coated his hand in a secreted oil before sliding a finger inside, receiving almost no resistance. Eddie’s moans were beautiful as he managed a surprising four fingers. He bet he could fist him if he tried.
“I think you’re ready,” Steve stated softly with a gentle smile, removing his fingers and reabsorbing the oil.
“Fuck yes,” Eddie whimpered. He was slightly concerned that Steve’s weird flower-drug-thing worked like poppers as well. “I might need another hit of that relaxer shit before we get into things.”
“This work?”
Eddie watched in awe as all the buds in Steve’s hair bloomed at once. A floral scent filled the room and Eddie felt the effects immediately. “That’s insane. I wish I could bottle this shit.”
Steve chuckled and gingerly lifted Eddie’s legs.
“Shit!” Eddie gasped. “This is actually happening.”
Steve froze. “Did you need me to stop?”
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
Steve laughed at the genuine threat in Eddie’s voice. “Alright, calm down. Want me that badly?” he teased, positioning himself on his knees between Eddie’s legs, and pressing the head of his cock against his asshole.
“Damn right,” he gasped at finally feeling the stretching pressure of Steve’s massive dick push against him.
Steve leaned forward, sighing as Eddie shouted at the gradual intrusion. Even with the relaxer, Eddie’s ass grasped and massaged his cock like a vise. With how much more sensitive things were in this form, he wasn’t sure if Eddie was the only one that would be getting off prematurely.
The feeling of Steve sinking his cock into him was everything Eddie wanted it to be. The excessive stretch, the way the head grazed his prostate on the way in, and the insane full sensation that accompanied him pushing deeper. “Fuck!” Eddie shouted, pushing his head into the soft mattress and arching his back.
Steve was blown away. He’d seen many women in a similar pose, but there was nothing feminine about the way Eddie moaned and writhed below him, yet it still made him crave more. He didn’t dare bury his whole length in Eddie and stopped at about midway, pulling his hips back for another powerful moan.
It was far more intense than Eddie was expecting and even just a few slow thrusts already had him on the edge. “Steve, I’m not guh—” He shook his head and his eyes rolled up, his body waving as Steve pushed a little deeper than before.
“I’m close too,” Steve huffed, letting himself fall onto his elbows to give Eddie a kiss.
Their kiss vibrated with mutual moans as Steve rolled his hips. He cupped the back of Eddie's head and pushed deeper into the kiss, picking up the pace of his thrusting. Even with their mouths as close as possible, Eddie’s moans and whines still echoed through the room.
It wasn’t long before Eddie forcibly broke the kiss to grasp Steve’s back, shouting at the ceiling as he came with a force he knew all too well as an incredible prostate orgasm. Nothing had even touched his cock, and he didn’t care.
Eddie’s orgasmic spasms clamped down around Steve. “Shit,” he hissed, pumping the last few rapid thrusts before he came as deep as he was comfortable going inside Eddie.
“What the fu—” Eddie groaned, writhing wildly as he felt his body rapidly heat up, especially around every wound. It burned like a bitch.
“Shit... Eddie?” Steve panicked, pulling out, a thin tendril of pure white still connecting Steve’s dick to Eddie’s ass. “Are you okay?” He leaned back to get a look at Eddie’s body and he was shocked to see his wounds rapidly healing. It only lasted a few seconds, but about a week was shaved off of his healing time.
“Motherfucker!” Eddie growled. “That sucked! What the hell just happened?” he exclaimed, letting his body go limp as he panted.
“I think my cum healed you.”
Eddie laughed and placed a hand over his abdomen. It felt empty, reminding him of what had filled it only seconds ago. “Of course it fucking did. A warning would have been nice.”
“Sorry,” Steve huffed a weak laugh. “I’ve never slept with someone like this, so I was surprised, too.”
“Wait,” Eddie laughed. “Does that mean I technically took your monster virginity?”
Monster was never a word Steve took as a positive, but Eddie used it so casually that it contained no malice. “Sure,” he chuckled and fell onto the bed beside him.
“Sweet.” Eddie smiled and rolled onto his side to face Steve, surprised at how little his wounds hurt.
Steve smiled and brushed his fingers through Eddie’s messy hair. “How are you feeling? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Eddie snorted. “You literally did the opposite, dude.”
“Fair,” he laughed, pulling Eddie to his chest in a tight embrace. A deep relaxation washed over him as he buried his face in the top of his hair.
Eddie threw an arm around Steve’s waist and pressed in as close as possible. Now that things had calmed down, Eddie was awash in powerful emotions and he couldn’t help but start laughing at the sheer insanity of it all.
“You losing it again?” Steve asked with a small laugh of his own.
“How could I not?” Eddie nuzzled his way into Steve’s neck. The buds had closed, so he didn’t need to worry about getting high again as he took a deep breath. He swore he could breathe better. “I’m literally hugging some form of demigod that also happens to be my goddamn boyfriend,” his voice cracked on the last word, holding Steve tightly. “And Steve fucking Harrington.” Saying all of that out loud set it into reality as he kissed Steve’s neck. There were too many overwhelming emotions. He could feel his eyes beginning to water.
Steve laughed that his name held so much weight. “Why does it matter that it’s me?”
That earned another burst of laughter from Eddie. “Steve,” he squeaked, pressing his forehead into Steve’s shoulder. “You don’t get it.” He leaned back and looked into the liquid abyss of Steve’s inhuman eyes. “I’ve had a crush on you for years.”
Steve’s face fell in disbelief. “Seriously?”
Eddie nodded and pressed their lips together in a tender kiss. Steve’s heart felt like it was going to beat right through his chest.
They spent the rest of the night enjoying each other’s company and affection. Steve had been in many new relationships, so he was familiar with the pleasant glow that came along with it, but this felt different. No one had ever fawned over him nearly as much as Eddie did. Everything he did, Eddie’s eyes followed. It didn’t matter what form he took, Eddie’s affection remained the same. It gave him a warm, loved feeling that urged him to kiss or hug him at any opportunity.
Eventually, Eddie joined Steve in his bed, snuggled up to his beautiful, monstrous boyfriend. It had been a long time since Steve had slept in his natural state, and it was definitely the first time he had someone on his arm, happily laying on his chest. He still found it hard to believe that someone could like him in this form.
They talked and kissed until dawn was on the horizon, their lips sore and puffy. When they ended up passing out, they were a tangle of limbs.
The next morning, Steve bandaged Eddie’s wounds, hiding the fact that they were nearly healed. He gave Eddie a small kiss after he placed a needless bandage on his chin.
Eddie bit his lip as he watched Steve stretch. “God, you’re hot,” he sighed, grabbing Steve’s waist over the healed wounds and pulled him closer.
Steve smiled and pressed into a deep kiss, pushing his hands into Eddie’s hair to hold him in place. He pulled back, his breath already heavy. “If the others weren’t going to be here soon, I’d take you back to bed right now.”
Eddie swooned at the implication, but his body took it more as an offer.
Reluctantly, Steve stepped away and grabbed the roll of gauze. He smiled at Eddie intently watching him bandage his fully healed wounds. “I guess we match, huh?” Steve chuckled.
It took a second for Eddie to understand that Steve meant the bandages, smiling when he got it.
Steve secured the end of the gauze and walked in front of Eddie, who was sitting on the counter. He ran his hands over the bandages on Eddie’s waist, getting a small wince. “Our scars are going to match, too.”
Eddie chuckled and rested his head on Steve’s collar. “I’ve heard of couple’s tattoos, but never couple’s scars.”
“Look at us being trend setters,” Steve joked, holding Eddie in a tight hug.
Eddie swallowed and held Steve’s waist, careful not to dislodge the bandage. “You want to tell anyone? Y’know... about us,” he asked shyly.
“I want to tell the whole fucking world.”
Eddie smiled and kissed Steve’s neck.
“But how about we just start with Robin? She already knows you kissed me.”
“True,” Eddie grinned, closing his eyes and leaning into Steve. “I want to tell Wayne when I see him.”
“Think he’ll approve?”
Eddie nodded. “He knows I’m not straight,” he chuckled.
“Of me, I mean,” Steve corrected.
“Yeah,” Eddie nodded again. “I think so.”
Steve took a deep breath and pet back Eddie’s hair. “My parents are going to be a hurdle.”
“Don’t feel like you have to tell them right away, Steve.” Eddie leaned back to look at him with a soft smile. “For all you know, dating me could just be a phase. You could find that you’d rather be with a woman and move on fro—”
Steve cut him off with a kiss. “You don’t feel like a phase, Eddie.”
The blood rushed to Eddie’s face so fast that he almost thought he’d gotten a nosebleed.
A knock at the door startled both of them and they shared one more brief kiss before putting their shirts on and greeting the others.
In private, Steve told Robin, and she gloated about being right before congratulating them. She made sure not to hang around too long after everyone else to give the lovebirds some alone time.
That time wasn’t wasted as Steve and Eddie gravitated to each other, quick to explore each other’s body yet again. Steve remained human and Eddie got to experience a longer session, writhing and moaning as Steve’s stamina pushed his limits.
The next few days were pure bliss as Steve and Eddie got to know each other in every way possible. They talked endlessly, cuddled, and fucked at any opportunity. Eddie was in heaven, making it extra hard on both of them when a decision had to be made.
“My parents are coming back tomorrow night,” Steve sighed as they snuggled together on his bed, kissing Eddie on the top of his head as he held him to his chest. He could feel Eddie’s disappointment. “Did you want me to try hiding you, or did you want to move in with your uncle?”
Eddie sighed and held Steve tightly. “As dangerous as it might be, I’d like to see Wayne.”
“I figured.” Steve smiled at the top of Eddie’s head. “I’ll drive you there tomorrow.”
“Thanks,” Eddie said sincerely. “And I mean for everything.” He leaned back and gazed into Steve’s beautiful brown eyes. A small huff shot out of Eddie’s nose as he smiled with bright eyes. “I would be dead without you. I owe you my life, Steve.”
“You owe me jack shit,” Steve stressed. “Don’t you dare feel like you have any obligations. With how happy I've been these last few days, I’d almost consider saving you selfish of me.”
Eddie’s grin grew wider. They’d barely been dating a week, but powerful words danced behind his lips. He swallowed them, knowing full-well it was far too early. Instead, he just pushed into a strong kiss, letting the emotions flow without words.
What they had of the next day was filled with desperate kisses and tender sex until they ultimately had to part ways. Steve let Eddie borrow some clothes to disguise himself, keeping the hoodie up the whole drive out of town. Wayne’s new house was only about twenty minutes out of Hawkins, but he knew that meant it was going to be hard to see Eddie often.
They held hands for most of the drive and shared a brief but powerful kiss after Steve put the car in park. Steve hung back, leaning against his Beemer as Eddie nervously walked to the door. He watched the heartfelt reunion with a warm smile.
Eddie was too far away for him to hear the conversation, but he flinched when he was waved over. He walked up and jumped when Wayne pulled him into a tight hug, thanking him for saving Eddie. He didn’t really know how to respond and just said a simple, “Yeah, no problem.”
Wayne urged them inside and Eddie wasted no time grabbing Steve’s hand and telling him about their relationship. As Eddie had predicted, Wayne didn’t bat an eye and simply smiled at them with a genuine warmth.
“Welcome to the family, son,” was all Wayne had to say about it, and Steve was blown away.
He’d ‘met the parents’ many times, each one ranging from almost too excited to have their daughter dating a Harrington, to rage. Never had he been so wholeheartedly accepted.
Wayne insisted on Steve staying for dinner. Eddie was pleased to see that Wayne had his room already set up with everything he needed. The first thing he did was grab his beloved guitar off its rack and kiss the neck before setting it back.
After some heated kissing on his bed, they returned to Wayne and Eddie talked his ear off about everything they’d been through, urging Steve fill him in on the details as well.
Saying goodbye was the hardest part. They’d been inseparable for nearly a week, so their last kiss felt like they were saying goodbye forever. Steve promised to stop by as often as he could before he finally pried himself from Eddie’s arms.
—2 years later—
Eddie was out of breath as he ran through the winter woods. He stopped to catch his breath, leaning on a tree. “Shit!” he exclaimed as the tree’s lower branches bent to hold his shoulders securely.
“You can’t run away from me,” Steve laughed as he crept through the snow in his natural form, wearing specially tailored lightweight clothes. He stood to his full, towering height in front of Eddie trapped against the tree.
“Won’t stop me from trying.” Eddie smirked, scanning Steve. Being mid-December, his skin was a much cooler color. A pale gray still tinted green. His hair was gone, fully displaying his pointed, serrated ears and twisted branch horns, but Eddie’s favorite part was the way his eyes iced over.
“Good thing I like a hunt,” Steve stated, lowering himself to give Eddie a kiss.
Eddie leaned into it, and once the branches released him, he wrapped his arms around Steve’s neck, not fighting as he was lifted off the ground by his thighs. He grunted as his back was slammed against the tree and the kiss deepened.
“Steve! Eddie!” Robin’s voice called in the distance.
They laughed and pressed their foreheads together before returning to the house they rented just outside of Indianapolis. The location was close to Robin’s college, but far enough out of town that Steve could freely change form without worry of prying eyes.
Once they passed the tree line, Steve changed back to human and rushed inside, shivering. In his other form, he was immune to the cold, but that didn’t translate to his human body.
Robin set bags of takeout on the table next to her school bag. They gathered around the table and talked about Robin’s day and plans for the holidays. She rolled her eyes at Eddie forcing Steve to try some of his food.
“Did you guys want to get a tree this year?” Robin asked through a bite of her food.
“I figured we could just decorate Steve.” Eddie failed at keeping a straight face, bursting into laughter when Steve gave him an unamused glare.
Robin snorted and joined in the laughter. “I’ll pick up some lights on the way home tomorrow,” she strained through increasing laughter.
“We should pierce his ears for more places to hang ornaments.” Eddie snorted and almost fell out of his chair laughing.
“Oh god, we should,” Robin agreed, pounding her fist on the table.
Steve shook his head in annoyance and turned his attention to his food. “You’re not piercing my ears.”
That only added fuel to their laughter.
Robin tried to speak through wheezes. “He didn’t say no to decorating him!”
“I dare you to get near me with decorations,” Steve threatened.
“Oh, well, now we have to,” Eddie laughed.
Steve knew he was fighting a losing battle and just rolled his eyes, letting them laugh it out of their system. He was just glad to be surrounded by the people he loved and that loved him back. Around them, he didn’t feel like an unlovable monster. He was accepted and truly appreciated, but that didn’t stop him from blowing cold air on their food for mocking him.