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gaycragula · 5 months

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Hi! Can I request some fluff with Brigitte and a non binary reader? Maybe a first date or anything else that inspires you! Thank you :)

Our Second-First Date

Pairing: Brigitte x GN!Reader Warning(s): None Word Count: 795 Masterlist

The candles on the table flickered in the low light of the restaurant, you shadow dancing along the wall behind you as you waited. Nerves ate at you as you watched the clock slowly tick. You were early, almost an hour earlier than the time you’d given her. You were almost glad you’d decided to book a private room.

She smiled a toothy grin at you as she offered a hand to help you back on your feet. Those eyes had captivated you even at such a young age. Full of kindness, full of compassion.

You took her hand and she hoisted you up, even rebalancing you as you stood up. “My name is Brigitte! What’s yours?”

You had muttered your name in response, trying to brush some dirt off of your clothes. Your seemingly sour attitude didn’t seem to lessen her smile as she eagerly grabbed your hand and took off running, giving you no choice other than to follow.

Thirty minutes had passed from the time you arrived, though those thirty minutes felt more like a few hours. Your fingers drummed on the table, your eyes following the flickering of one of the candles in front of you.

“Y/n!” You almost jumped out of your chair as her voice broke the silence in the room.

“Brigitte!” You smile, walking over to greet her with a hug. “I thought you weren’t gonna show,” you joked as you led her back to the table.

She was your first friend. After that fateful day, she seemed to linger around you all the time. You both learned to lean on one another, almost reliant on each other. Where your weak points were, she made up for them. Where her weak points were, you made them up for her. You were two peas in a pod, two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly.

Primary school turned into middle school and you were closer than ever. You were at each other’s houses almost daily. Her parents were basically a second set for you. They loved you and you loved them.

“As if,” she scoffed, letting you pull her chair out. “I’d never miss a chance to go out with you again. Especially after all these years.”

You both giggled as you settled down, the nerves that had bundled so tightly inside of you finally loosening up. It was then that you got to take in your date’s full appearance.

High school came rolling around and you found the courage to invite your best friend on a date. You were so nervous, words jumbling together as you tried to get the question out.

Your face flushed with embarrassment as you finally got some semblance of a sentence out. When Brigitte accepted your invite, you almost fell to the floor in gratitude.

You dated all through high school just before college started. You’d spoken of trying long distance as you were going abroad for your studies, Brigitte deciding to stay to pursue her love of engineering. It was a mutual agreement to break off your relationship, feeling as though long distance would not be the best option for either of you. She saw you off at the airport, giving you one last final kiss before you left.

Brigitte was stunning. Her auburn hair was done up in a gorgeous braid and the dark red dress she wore complimented her body perfectly. “You look amazing,” you breathe out.

You swore you could see a hint of pink rise to her cheeks as she thanked you with a quiet laugh. You were still the awestruck kid who she fell in love with all those years ago.

The night was wonderful. You and Brigitte spent the night reminiscing on memories long ago over a delicious dinner and a couple drinks. She caught you up on everything that had happened in the seven years you’d been gone. You never realized how much you missed listening to her talk.

Her hand was linked with yours as you walked down the sidewalk. The moon was bright in the sky, the light it emitted reflecting in Brigitte’s eyes beautifully.

“It was so nice to catch up with you after all these years, y/n,” she whispers, pulling you onto a side street. She pulled you into a tight hug, one you happily returned.

“You don’t know how much I missed you,” you whisper back, resting your cheek against hers. “I hope this won’t be the last time we see each other.”

She laughed quietly as she pressed a kiss to your cheek, the skin heating up in response. “Of course not. We’ll see each other as much as we can. Papa will be happy to see you. I almost think he missed you more than I did.”

#x gn!reader #gn!reader #brigitte overwatch #overwatch x gn!reader #brigitte x gn!reader #x reader #overwatch x reader #brigitte x reader #fluff #second first date #refound lovers?#overwatch #overwatch 2

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yahoo201027 · 8 months

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Day in Fandom History: September 1…

Love is in the air and Cupid arrives to resolve the romantic tension between Rad and Enid. With his all-remembering eye, he transports the main trio to a flashback of Rad and Enid’s failed first date; prompting them to go on a retake. “Second First Date” premiered on this day, 6 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #6 Years Ago #OK KO Let's Be Heroes #OK KO #Season 1 #Episode 31 #Second First Date #Cartoon #Animation

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drrav3nb · 11 months

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MARCUS & LUCA | THE BEAR SEASON TWO

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kenntolog · 6 days

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can you do smth about loser gf n sukunas first date? i love them sm

𝝑𝝔 an: hope u enjoy this :)) read more about cool bf sukuna x losee gf reader here!!

cool boyfriend sukuna isn’t that original(he doesn’t even try to be) so he just takes you to see a movie and then plans to walk you home after that.

you give him the freedom of choosing what movie to watch and he, of course, chooses a slasher. you take the ticket he gives you with an excited grin, which excites him, and leave him to go to the restroom to check yourself out.

sukuna’s gaze doesn’t leave you or the path you walked on even for a minute as he admires the way you put a little more thought into your outfit, looking as sweet as ever, and added a little more makeup to enhance your pretty features. he’s not gonna lie, the way you did your lips really makes it hard to keep himself together.

to his amusement, you are still a little scared by the cheap jumpscares, hand visibly itching to grab his. sukuna spends most of the movie’s runtime watching you, absentmindedly biting the nail of his thumb and smiling at your cute reactions. the way you tightly close your eyes whenever a violent scene is on, the way you hiss and your face scrunches in disgust at the sight of someone’s fake guts on the screen, the way you squeal quietly when you get jumpscared — he finds you so adorable it’s crazy.

sukuna takes your hand at the first opportunity that presents itself: when you’re giggling at something he said and don’t notice a person walking by, accidentally bumping into them. sukuna doesn’t hesitate to grab your hand and pull you into himself, giving the person a nasty glare. you smile sheepishly at him, but don’t let go. he feels very peaceful, like he’s never felt before.

and to sukuna’s surprise, when he is ready to leave your address after walking you home like the gentleman he’s quite far from being, you, the shy loser who is hardly even noticeable if you don’t look carefully around the classroom, come back from your apartment, running after him, and soon hold onto his shoulders, standing on your tiptoes to plant a shy kiss on his cheek before hurriedly disappearing into your apartment again.

he can barely suppress the idiotic smile splitting his lips.

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nightlocked-in · 15 days

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“peeta is bisexual” you guys are losing the vision. peeta isn’t even straight. katniss INVENTED sexuality for him. whatever katniss identifies as, he’s like “yeah, i’ll take that one” no questions asked

#katnissexual #i’m joking btw #and i agree with yall #he says you’ve ruined all other women for me #yeah twink we know #the hunger games #katniss everdeen #thg #nightlocked-in #everlark #peeta mellark #hunger games headcanon #hunger games incorrect quotes #thg incorrect quotes #bisexual peeta #peeta what’s your sexuality?#idk #what do u mean u don’t know #i’ve never thought about it #well i mean… do you like guys? do u like girls?#he thinks for a second…. girl #just one #katniss he says #i’m convinced in modern au’s when he’s dating someone else he just pictures katniss when fucking and then feels horribly guilty for it later #peeta why don’t you look at me during sex?#huh? oh glimmer uh… i just get distracted by how uh… good it feels. yeah that haha #katniss was his first love in every thing and not only was she his first love she was his ONLY love #so he’s never even considered being attracted to girls besides her #so when he tries to date he finds girls that are objectively attractive but on a scale of 1 to katniss they are still 1’s to him #and that never stops being a problem

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pochiikou · 3 months

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#Valentine's Date! 🍵🌸#I wonder what he means by “second dessert”#They haven't even finished the first one yet-#matchablossom #kaoru sakurayashiki #kojiro nanjo #sk8 the infinity #sk8 fanart #kaoru x kojiro #sk∞ エスケーエイト #エスケーエイト #digital art #my art #pochiikou

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bibuckagenda · 21 days

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Ravi “who’s Tommy?” Panikkar meeting Tommy for the first time and he asks him if it’s weird being eddie’s friend and dating Buck since they’re divorced.

#ravi panikkar #buddie #911 abc #bucktommy #listen #Tommy goes???? no???? they’re not???#and Ravi just lays out everything he knows about Buck and #and Tommy starts to second guess everything like shit are they????#no that was bucks first date with a man #Ravi insistent like no you don’t understand #and Tommy starts to watch Buck and Eddie #and he starts to have a crisis because he knows Buck wouldn’t like cheat on him but #they act like co-parents #and the do couple shit that comes from being together for a long time #Tommy isn’t even upset at this point #he’s making graphs and connecting string with Ravi in a basement #debating the timeline of Buddie and their divorce

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froody · 3 months

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#twin peaks #first date donuts and coffee second date breaking state federal and international laws

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jesterjaxx · 29 days

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MOVIE NIGHT TAKE TWO 🎬

+ Matching pfps for you and your boyfriend whose bedtime is 8

#first movie night i drew of them: gay pining hell ft dj being scared shitless of horror movies snd duncan doing that shit on purpose #this #the second movie night ive drawn: have been dating for a while duncan makes dj watch obscure horrors with him as dj passes out 30 minutes i #its growth #djuncan #jester draws #total drama #fanart #duncan total drama #tdi #duncan td #dj td #dj total drama #total drama dj #total drama duncan #dj x duncan #ship

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byghostface · 10 months

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Exchanged hair clips♥️

#damian wayne #flatline #nika #batman #lord death man #daminika #flamian #damiline #gravebird #nika dc #flatline dc #damian al ghul #robin dc #dc art #dc comics #fanart #my art #first date #second date

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cozylittleartblog · 1 year

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swatchvember prompt: party

happy 37th birthday to Microsoft Paint ✨🎂🎉🎈

#deltarune #swatch #swatchlings #tasque manager #queen #art #swatchvember #THE ONE PROMPT I COULD NOT AFFORD TO MISS THE DATE ON #''guys what theme should we do for the bosses cake'' ''what if we made 3 cakes with diff themes and stacked them on top of each other''#''by the fountains Percy you are a genius''#queen makes them run around all day doing stupid shit and they finally get to the cafe and mysteriously its rented out #they cannot believe this is the first they're hearing of it this stuff usually has to go through them first #they very quickly find out that queen is also behind this and it is a huge private party just for them <3 they work so hard they deserve it #she is Snapping that stupid party hat onto their stupid head #and Repeatedly shoving a second one over the end of their beak all night to be annoying #yknow its good when swatch breaks character and actually Emotes but its an even better sign when they go completely static #because that means they are hiding an absolutely embarrassing display of emotion and its taking All of their energy #the cake flavors are strawberry - chocolate/vanilla split - and Funfetti btw #... funfetti is just vanilla with sprinkles in it last i checked but Shut Up Lmao #also i totally messed up their mood tints i figured fear was yellow but happiness is also yellow. so. i decided fear is more of a #highlighter/yellow-green color and happiness yellow is like a. nice mac and cheese yellow :) very warm but still distinctly golden #one is pleasant to look at and one is terrible

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yahoo201027 · 2 years

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Day in Fandom History: September 1…

Love is in the air and Cupid arrives to resolve romantic tension between Rad and Enid. With his all-remembering eye, he transports the main trio to a flashback of Rad and Enid’s failed first date; prompting them to go on a retake. “Second First Date” premiered on this day, 5 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #5 Years Ago #OK KO Let's Be Heroes #OK KO #Season 1 #Episode 23 #Second First Date #Cartoon #Animation

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hairmetal666 · 9 months

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Steddie She's All That au????

Steve pulls up to the Munson's trailer, a secondhand acoustic across the backseat. Can't believe he's here; that he's actually doing this. He shouldn't. Absolutely should not; knows he let his still-simmering animosity with Billy Hargrove push him to this, to trying to date Eddie Munson, to proving that he's still popular enough to win prom king with the Freak on his arm.

Munson doesn't deserve it, is the thing. For all his weirdness, his off-putting behavior, Steve thinks he might be nice. Or kind, maybe? Steve's noticed how he gathers the freshman who have no one else, gives them understanding, a place to belong. And those kids, they remind him of Dustin, Will, Mike, Lucas, and he can't help but feel something warm towards the Freak, some kind of kinship.

He puts the car in reverse, can't go through with pretending to like this guy who did nothing wrong but be too much himself.

Before he gets his foot on the gas a head pokes out the front door.

"You came," Eddie shouts.

"Said I was." Steve surrenders to his fate and puts the car in park. Eddie watches him as he grabs the guitar case, hauls it up the stairs, only moving to step out of the way.

Steve's eyes scan the living room and kitchen, something in his chest loosening as he does. There are mugs and hats covering the walls, a worn sofa, clutter on every surface. It's home in a way Steve has never experienced. He loves it.

"Alright, let it out, Harrington. I'm poor, etc."

"No!" Steve startles; hadn't realized he'd been staring so obviously. "I like it."

Eddie makes a face, but offers him a beer and guides him to sit on the couch.

"How much do you know?" Eddie asks without preamble.

He strums a couple of notes, things he picked up at summer camp ages ago. Munson nods. "Better than I expected."

Eddie runs through notes and chords, helps Steve get his fingering right. He's patient, almost kind, and he laughs softly as he gently corrects Steve's mistakes.

And Steve's fingers, they won't behave, keep slipping off the strings. Eddie arranges himself to drape around his shoulders, fits their hands together. He's warm, fingers long and callused, his rings slightly colder than Steve's skin.

"Like this, Harrington." And he and Steve strum in tandem, and Steve is caught by the light glinting in his curls, the softness of his dark brown eyes, the fullness of his pink lips. He wonders how soft they are, what they taste like, if Eddie would cling to him or take control.

"You with me, Steve?" Eddie asks, shocking him back to the present.

"Yeah, yes, right here. Sorry." He throws himself into learning, but can't stop stealing little looks at the man teaching him.

And Steve, he knows it's not a bet anymore. He'll tell Hagan and Hargrove he's out, take whatever shit they give him, and Eddie never has to know.

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A month in, Steve walks into the trailer and sees those little figurines, like the kids have for their game, scattered on the coffee table; sheets of paper with scrawled writing and doodles lining the floor; one of those weird manual things that Dustin always lugs around sitting open on the couch.

"Fuck, Stevie, I'm sorry. Lost track of time." Eddie's face turns pink as he gathers the looseleaf and slams the book closed.

"You play that dragon game?" He asks. He picks up one of the figures, studies the meticulous paint. It does something weird to his heart.

"What did you think Hellfire--Wait." Eddie pauses. "Why do you--Steve Harrington--know about dnd?"

"The kids I babysit play."

Eddie stares at him openmouthed. "Shit, sweetheart. You've been holding out on me. You ever join them?"

"Nah. To tell you the truth, they're pretty intimidating about it."

Eddie laughs, drawing Steve's eyes to his slender neck. "You scared of children, Stevie?"

"You haven't met them, man. They're terrifying."

"You know," Eddie's eyelashes flicker. "I run a campaign with Hellfire after school every Friday. You could--if you wanted--you could come. You're probably busy, I know, but if you find some free time and you wan--

"Eddie!" Steve laughs. "I wouldn't miss it."

"Really?"

"Promise."

---

He shows up that first Friday to some mixed reactions from most of the Hellfire members, and Eddie's shy, pleased smile. They make eye contact and Steve's stomach swoops.

"You came," Eddie says when they get a second alone.

"I told you I would." Steve laughs.

"C'mon, you're going to tell me this isn't a hopelessly lame way for King Steve to spend a Friday night?"

"Maybe." Steve nudges Eddie's chest. "And maybe I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Steve watches them play and is transfixed. He's never seen Eddie totally in his element. His voice goes deep and rumbly, doing accents, shouting, jumping around, banging on the table. Steve can't pull his eyes away, doesn't want to, can't stop smiling.

"What'd you think?" Eddie asks when the session is over and they're alone. His hands shuffle through his notebook, eyes fixed firmly on the table.

Steve grabs his wrists, soft, careful. "Amazing, Eddie," he says. "You were amazing."

"Really?" Eddie's throat bobs. He finally looks up, meets Steve's eyes.

"Never seen anything like you." His eyes drift to Eddie's mouth. The space between them shrinks.

"Eddie?"

"Yeah?" his voice waivers.

"Can I kiss you?"

He thinks Eddie might pull away, freeze up, but instead his eyelashes flutter, his lips shaping into a gentle smile. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."

Steve laughs, slips his fingers through Eddie's hair, closes the distance between them. It starts sweet and soft, until Eddie's tongue brushes his bottom lip and Steve opens for him, lets him take control, as easy as anything. For the first time, he lets someone else lead, sinks into it, into Eddie. It's perfect.

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Prom court nominations come out with Steve number one on the ballot for king. The other nominees are Billy, Tommy, and some weirdo religious zealot junior Steve barely knows, Jason Carver.

He doesn't think much of it, having slipped so easily into a version of himself that sits at the Hellfire table at lunch, spends evenings at the Munson trailer and nights in Eddie's bed. Sure, he catches Hargrove glaring at him throughout the day, but pays it no mind. Billy Hargrove's always pissed about something, anyway.

So, he's unprepared when Hargrove and Hagan corner him that afternoon as he's waiting for Eddie to finish up a deal. There's a kick in his stomach, a swirl of nausea, at their presence. He didn't ever tell Eddie about the bet, figured it didn't matter since they were together, since they both started falling.

"Think you're hot shit, Harrington?" Hargrove asks. Hagan laughs like he's never heard a real joke before.

"I'm out," he says in way of answer. "Bet's over."

"Stevie-Boy, I don't think you understand," Hagan says.

"Nah, I'm not doing it." Worry prickles at his scalp. Eddie will be done soon, and he needs Billy and Tommy gone.

Hargrove pinches Steve's chin in his grip. "We made a bet, and you're seeing it through."

"Hey, hey, hey," the last voice Steve wants to hear right now shouts. "What the fuck is going on here? Get the fuck off him, Hargrove."

Billy's wrenched away, but he's laughing, and Steve is frozen at the train wreck unfolding in front of him.

"Harrington tell you about the bet?" Billy asks.

"Bet?" Eddie's nose wrinkles in the cute way Steve loves and he's terrified of what comes next.

"Uh-huh. Hagan and I bet Harrington here that he couldn't date the biggest dud in school and still wind up prom king. Little did we know, I guess."

Steve watches as the words hit Eddie, as he processes them, as his face falls. His gut twists as he watches his boyfriend go tense.

"What?" Eddie's eyes widen with panic.

Tommy's face contorts into a cruel smile."You didn't think Harrington was actually into you, did you?"

Eddie doesn't respond, won't look at any of them, draws into himself.

Hargrove snickers. "That's what I thought. Have a good night." He gives them a pageant queen wave as he walks away.

Steve's crosses to Eddie as soon as the other two are gone, but Eddie flinches, stopping him in his tracks.

"Was I bet, Steve?" He asks. His voice cracks.

"It wasn't like that, Ed, I swear. I swear." He grabs Eddie's shoulders, and again, he's pushed away.

"You didn't answer the question."

"It was real for me," Steve babbles. "It was all real for me. I promise."

"Answer me!" Tears limn his eyes. "Was I a bet?"

"It wasn't like--"

"Was I a fucking bet?" He yells and Steve can't take it. Can't take the hurt all over Eddie's face, the betrayal. Wants to erase it, to make everything okay, to get back to where they were last night, wrapped in Eddie's bedsheets, giggling.

"It started as a bet, okay? It did. I messed up by not telling you. I know I did. But I like you so much. I--I--" Steve loves him. He knows without any doubt, but he can't say it not now, not for this.

"Fuck you, Harrington," Eddie says. His voice is even but his face is a wreck.

"Please, Eddie." Steve begs. "Please. Give me a chance to explain. You're everything."

Eddie doesn't respond. He climbs into his van, drives away without a second glance.

---

He tries to apologize.

He tries to apologize, but Eddie isn't at school, not at first, and the death glare he gets from the Hellfire guys lets him know he's no longer welcome. When Eddie does come back he won't so much as look at Steve.

He goes to the trailer park where Wayne--Wayne who he watched sports with, Wayne who liked him--stands on the steps and says, "I don't think you have any business here anymore, kid. Not if you know what's good for you." And Steve nods and goes home and cries.

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Steve stands on the stairs of the Munson trailer in his tux with a bouquet of flowers that are so purple they're almost black and a self-recorded tape in his hands. Prom is tonight but he has no interest in going to the dance that started all this bullshit.

Music pounds from inside; Judas Priest, he thinks. Eddie's van is in the driveway and Wayne's car is not.

The music quiets at his knock, and his heart pounds in the silence. Eddie frowns when he opens the door, but it morphs into something infinitely sadder when he sees Steve.

"Aren't you supposed to be at a dance?" Eddie asks.

"No, I--I didn't want to go. I wanted to say--Eddie, I'm sorry. I should've told you the truth from the beginning. I was afraid of losing you, and you learned the truth in the worst possible way."

Eddie doesn't speak or move, so Steve barrels on.

"I--uh--I ordered these for you. Before we broke up. And I just thought--you should still have them. That you would like them."

Eddie takes the flowers like he's in a daze.

"And uh, this too," Steve places the cassette in Eddie's hand. "It's um, stupid, probably? But I miss you and I'm sorry and just--take it."

---

Steve's been at the quarry for two hours, staring up at the stars from the hood of his car. He should go, probably. Eddie clearly isn't going to show. But he can't make himself. If he stays here, looking at the sky, losing Eddie won't be real.

He's dozing off, almost asleep, when the shine of headlights has him blinking alert. A familiar van trundles to a stop next to him, and Eddie climbs out. He's wearing a snug black button-down with a deep purple rose pinned to his chest, tight black jeans, and shining black boots.

"You came." Steve scrambles off his car, graceless in his relief, his gratitude.

Eddie nods. "Wasn't sure if I should but--" he shrugs.

"I'm glad you did. Thank you. I--" he swallows. "Eddie, I'm so sorry. I'll do anything, anything if it means you'll forgive me."

"Anything?" Eddie's mouth turns up at the corner.

Steve nods, firm. "I promise."

"You learned 'Rainbow in the Dark' for me."

"I did."

"That's a really hard song." Eddie smiles but tears track down his cheeks.

Steve laughs. "It's so hard."

Somehow, without Steve noticing, their fingers are entwined. Eddie lifts their joined hands, studying them. "Oh, baby, your calluses."

"Yeah." Steve blushes. "It was important I got it right."

Eddie's mouth drops as he stares, studying Steve's eyes.

"I know it took you a lot to trust me," Steve says. "And I know I broke that, but please, please try to believe me when I say that it was real for me. From the beginning. It was all real."

Eddie clears his throat. "When did you know?"

Steve's smile is soft. "That first guitar lesson. You arranged my fingers and you just--you were so beautiful."

"Oh," Eddie breathes.

"I was an idiot, Ed. I fell in love with you, and thought I could back out of the bet, that you never had to know. I never meant to hurt you."

"Wait...love me?"

Steve freezes. He hadn't meant to say that, not yet, not when things are so tenuous. "Yeah. I--yeah, I love you, Eddie."

"That's funny, sweetheart. Cause I love you too, and four hours ago I thought falling for you was the worst mistake I've ever made."

Steve's smile matches Eddie's now. "Dance with me?" he asks.

There's no music; just the whirr of early spring insects, the rustle of leaves, but Eddie still smirks, and pulls Steve close. They sway against each other, beaming, glowing, brighter than the stars.

"You're missing your prom, Stevie," Eddie says.

"Nah. I'm not missing anything. I have you."

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