[ So much for being able to sneak out. When he hears Steve's voice, Eddie knows that he's going to come in and check on him. He isn't sure he can hide the fact that the blood he's been feasting on hasn't been working. That his body is craving something fresh, and that Eddie isn't sure he would be able to keep himself under control if he were to, say, find a fresh human donor.
And he hates that he knows that Steve would volunteer himself if it came to that. Always the self sacrificing one, Steve was. But Eddie wouldn't be able to live with himself if he hurt Steve like that. He tries to hide under the covers as much as he can, poking out just enough so that he can respond to Steve. ]
Yeah, just peachy. [ Even his voice sounds tired. He curses himself for not being able to act as well as he usually would be able to, under normal circumstances. Now he has no doubts that Steve is going to weasel his way into the guest room and really check up on Eddie. ]
'msure it'll pass, probably just got a bad batch of blood.
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And he hates that he knows that Steve would volunteer himself if it came to that. Always the self sacrificing one, Steve was. But Eddie wouldn't be able to live with himself if he hurt Steve like that. He tries to hide under the covers as much as he can, poking out just enough so that he can respond to Steve. ]
Yeah, just peachy. [ Even his voice sounds tired. He curses himself for not being able to act as well as he usually would be able to, under normal circumstances. Now he has no doubts that Steve is going to weasel his way into the guest room and really check up on Eddie. ]
'msure it'll pass, probably just got a bad batch of blood.