( If this encounter were happening a year or so ago, Steve wouldn't be nearly equipped enough to handle it. Maybe it's the revelation that has just taken place, or maybe Steve is really experiencing a healthy dose of growth since that fateful encounter with Jonathan Byers in the alleyway back in '83, but Eddie's forwardness isn't nearly as unwelcome as it could have been. His mouth falls open as his brain just sort of stops working for a split second, before remembering, oh yeah, he still has to give this guy his order.
So, he moves quickly, trying to recover without so much as looking at Eddie, lest he crumble under what is almost definitely a shit-eating grin. Goddammit.
When he does finally assemble the double scoop and thrusts it out to Eddie to take, he finally dares to look at him and immediately regrets it. He can feel his cheeks start to heat up, but refuses to admit to himself that Eddie is absolutely the root cause. Nope, can't be, Eddie "The Freak" Munson cannot be getting him riled up just as much as Nancy Wheeler used to. )
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So, he moves quickly, trying to recover without so much as looking at Eddie, lest he crumble under what is almost definitely a shit-eating grin. Goddammit.
When he does finally assemble the double scoop and thrusts it out to Eddie to take, he finally dares to look at him and immediately regrets it. He can feel his cheeks start to heat up, but refuses to admit to himself that Eddie is absolutely the root cause. Nope, can't be, Eddie "The Freak" Munson cannot be getting him riled up just as much as Nancy Wheeler used to. )
Here you go, ( he mumbles finally ), enjoy.