( it's a simple arrangement. with wayne at work most nights, his trailer has become the go-to place to score some weed. for most people, it begins and ends there, but with his boys?
well, he hadn't really meant to get tangled up with both harrington and hargrove. it's just that weed always makes him feel in a particular kind of mood, and every touch feels heightened. he wants and he wants and he wants, and if billy and steve are willing to give, then who is he to turn either of them away?
it's always been casual, though. eddie isn't sure he knows how to date seriously, especially not in a town like hawkins. he never expected both his lovers to end up simultaneously under the same roof.
at least eddie can remain chill even after the knocks at the door. it's not unusual for someone to drop by unannounced, but they usually make arrangements first, just to make sure wayne won't be home. he doesn't care, the old man, but it's safer when it's just eddie. plausible deniability or whatever the fuck that is. )
Hey, don't worry, I'll take care of it, darling.
( eddie raises a hand with glittering fingers, stroking billy's chin and jaw with slow, soothing motions. )
Stay here, it's probably nothing.
( he kisses billy's forehead and leaves him reluctantly, pulling on a shirt and smoothing out his pants and unruly hair to hopefully look less incriminating. depending on who it is, hopefully they don't recognize billy's car, so eddie can explain it off as him having a girl over. unless, of course -- )
Oh. Harrington.
( eddie looks puzzled, as if he hadn't considered this a possibility. his eyes are wide and sparkling, slightly bloodshot from the pot. )
What brings you to my humble abode on such a delightful evening, hm?
( this does put a wrench in things. if it were anyone else, eddie could have chased them away quickly, given them a no questions discount. but steve will want to stick around, he'll --
oh, shit, he knows what billy's car looks like, doesn't he?
act natural, he tells himself, hoping he looks perfectly calm despite the panic slowly rising within. )
[ steve's overtaken with the smell of marijuana as eddie opens the door. he looks frazzled, almost, red and glassy eyes staring from under curly, unruly bangs. steve frowns, eyes darting immediately to eddie's mouth, then back up to his eyes. he licks his lips, shifting his weight from one leg to the other.
oh. harrington.
the flat sound is enough to annoy steve further. his brows knit. ]
Yeah, it's me. Sorry to disappoint. Maybe Hargrove is better company?
[ he doesn't ask to come in, instead he pulls a small wad of money from inside of his jacket pocket. if eddie wants to keep it professional, steve can. he looks into his eyes, head tilting a bit. ]
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well, he hadn't really meant to get tangled up with both harrington and hargrove. it's just that weed always makes him feel in a particular kind of mood, and every touch feels heightened. he wants and he wants and he wants, and if billy and steve are willing to give, then who is he to turn either of them away?
it's always been casual, though. eddie isn't sure he knows how to date seriously, especially not in a town like hawkins. he never expected both his lovers to end up simultaneously under the same roof.
at least eddie can remain chill even after the knocks at the door. it's not unusual for someone to drop by unannounced, but they usually make arrangements first, just to make sure wayne won't be home. he doesn't care, the old man, but it's safer when it's just eddie. plausible deniability or whatever the fuck that is. )
Hey, don't worry, I'll take care of it, darling.
( eddie raises a hand with glittering fingers, stroking billy's chin and jaw with slow, soothing motions. )
Stay here, it's probably nothing.
( he kisses billy's forehead and leaves him reluctantly, pulling on a shirt and smoothing out his pants and unruly hair to hopefully look less incriminating. depending on who it is, hopefully they don't recognize billy's car, so eddie can explain it off as him having a girl over. unless, of course -- )
Oh. Harrington.
( eddie looks puzzled, as if he hadn't considered this a possibility. his eyes are wide and sparkling, slightly bloodshot from the pot. )
What brings you to my humble abode on such a delightful evening, hm?
( this does put a wrench in things. if it were anyone else, eddie could have chased them away quickly, given them a no questions discount. but steve will want to stick around, he'll --
oh, shit, he knows what billy's car looks like, doesn't he?
act natural, he tells himself, hoping he looks perfectly calm despite the panic slowly rising within. )
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oh. harrington.
the flat sound is enough to annoy steve further. his brows knit. ]
Yeah, it's me. Sorry to disappoint. Maybe Hargrove is better company?
[ he doesn't ask to come in, instead he pulls a small wad of money from inside of his jacket pocket. if eddie wants to keep it professional, steve can. he looks into his eyes, head tilting a bit. ]
Same as last time.