[ no matter eddie's thoughts on steve or spider-man, he can't deny that it would be nice to have a friend nearby. he's not stupid enough to pretend he can get by without some kind of support system, and even though he would rather throw himself at spider-man than steve, a masked superhero probably can't really afford having too many friends. something about putting them in danger.

besides, it's not that steve isn't nice to look at in fact quite the obvious, he is nice to look at, he's just...

it's difficult to compare to someone who can shoot web at criminals and look fucking amazing in spandex to boot. ]

Breakfast would be nice. All I've had was coffee, so. [ he smiles, almost shyly, moving a hand to rub behind his neck, his shirt lifting a little in the process to reveal a sliver of skin, and the barest hint of ink. ]

Let me just, like, figure out where my essentials box wound up so I know I'm gonna be able to sleep on a mattress tonight and I'll swing by in a minute, yeah?