( Steve doesn't say anything. He glances down as Eddie touches his arm, then back up, eyes lingering on Eddie's mouth for a few seconds before he meets his eyes again.
He could be smart. He could tell Eddie how he actually feels, and explain that he'd been under the impression that Eddie felt the same way. Maybe he could even admit that up until today he'd been under the impression that they were more or less on the verge of going steady.
Or he could do the thing that he actually does. The ill-advised thing. The thing where he cups Eddie's jaw, brushes his the pad of his thumb gently over Eddie's lower lip, and leans in to kiss him. )
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He could be smart. He could tell Eddie how he actually feels, and explain that he'd been under the impression that Eddie felt the same way. Maybe he could even admit that up until today he'd been under the impression that they were more or less on the verge of going steady.
Or he could do the thing that he actually does. The ill-advised thing. The thing where he cups Eddie's jaw, brushes his the pad of his thumb gently over Eddie's lower lip, and leans in to kiss him. )