love me softly p6
tags from @theamazingannie on part five i apologise and here’s the the next one love u <3
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Eddie can’t stop thinking about it.
The way Steve slid down the wall of the van after a while and wrapped his arms around Eddie tighter as they laid on the floor together, the way his cheek pressed to the top of Eddie’s head. The way their legs twined together, their bodies pressed together completely. The way Eddie slept that night with Steve’s heartbeat against his cheek.
It’s all he can think about all weekend. It’s all he can think about on his way to school, when he sees Steve’s Beemer in the parking lot. It’s all he can think about when he catches Steve’s eyes in the hall, when Steve smiles softly and his eyes sparkle.
Eddie feels fucking bashful. Like a fourteen year old girl whose crush made eye contact with her. (Which… is unfortunately accurate.)
Steve keeps leaving him drawings.
On Monday there are two in his locker at the end of the day, both on folded, lined paper. One is in pencil, a messy sketch of a hand that looks like Eddie’s, complete with scribbled, indistinct rings, the other in pen, an abstract colourful drawing of some flowers.
On Tuesday, there’s one, neatly folded and resting on his textbooks. It’s in pencil, dark and heavy and intense in a way that makes Eddie stare. He can’t tell what it is, but it doesn’t matter. It joins the others on his wall.
On Wednesday, there are two. One in pen of Eddie’s van in the parking lot, neat with meticulous lines crossing and overlapping, and the other of a messy crowd of people in pen with one person in blue highlighter. Eddie can tell that it’s him, thin lines of blue swirling for his curls. He manages to wait until he’s in the car to squeal like a fourteen year old girl.
And then on Thursday.
On Thursday, Eddie opens his locker, already smiling, excited, and he unfolds it to find Steve’s slanted, pretty handwriting.
hope i did him justice
- steve ♡
And even in his confusion he dies a little on the inside at the heart. He rereads the note again, furrowing his brows before he flips the page over and his heart stops beating.
It’s his character.
That he told Steve about.
Carefully drawn in black ballpoint pen, accurate to every word Eddie said on Friday, down to the bow in his hand, to the shape of his ears.
Eddie stands there too long, staring and staring and staring and falling and falling and falling.
He goes to Gareth’s. His hands are shaking.
Mrs Gareth’s Mom lets him in again, directs him to Gareth’s room after pushing a soda can into his hands with a smile, and he finds Gareth at his desk.
“Hey, Eddie,” Gareth says, glancing up, and Eddie doesn’t respond, setting the soda down and pulling the drawing out of his pocket to slap it onto the desk in front of Gareth. His hands are still shaking.
Gareth opens the paper, his eyes finding the drawing before they light up.
“This is really good, man.”
“Flip it over,” Eddie says, biting his thumbnail anxiously, his breathing short. Gareth raises an eyebrow at him, curious, suspicious, and Eddie just swats his hand, prompting him. Gareth flips it over and reads the message, his eyes widening.
He looks up at Eddie, jaw slack.
Eddie’s eyes are burning. Somehow he hasn’t cried about it at all, but the dam breaks when Gareth says emphatically, “Holy shit.”
He turns away, wiping his face.
“He likes you,” Gareth says.
“Do you think?” Eddie asks, his voice shaking. Gareth gives him a duh look.
“There’s a fucking heart on it, Eddie.” He holds the paper up and shakes it. “A heart.”
“I know,” Eddie says, bouncing slightly. “I know, I know, I know.”
“Steve fucking Harrington,” Gareth says dryly. “Drew a D&D character for you.”
“Yeah,” Eddie says weakly.
“You’re gonna turn him into a nerd aren’t you?”
“I might.”
Gareth grins almost mischievously before he flips the page back over and looks at the drawing again.
“God, this is really good.”
“I know,” Eddie says. “He’s so good, I can’t even…”
Gareth is still grinning, and Eddie falls to the floor, groaning, covering his face, rolling around. Gareth laughs.
“Everything okay in here?” Mrs Gareth’s Mom asks, popping her head in the door. Eddie just groans again, rolling so his head is under Gareth’s bed.
“Eddie’s getting closer to obtaining a boyfriend.”
“Shut up,” Eddie says loudly.
Mrs Gareth’s Mom laughs.
“What’s his name, Eddie?”
Eddie sighs.
“…Steve.”
“Steve,” she repeats lightly. “Is he nice?”
“He’s so nice.”
Eddie tries to sit up, but he hits his head on the wood of Gareth’s bed frame with a loud ow, and Gareth bursts into laughter.
Eddie flips him off and manages to get out from under the bed to glare at him.
“Oh dear.” Mrs Gareth’s Mom looks at him, sorry in her eyes and a suppressed smile gracing her lips. “Let me get you some ice, hun.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Eddie calls after her before he looks up at Gareth. “How’d a lady like that raise an asshole like you?”
Gareth just cackles.
Even with the ice pack, his forehead bruises. It’s not too bad, soft purple and yellow under his bangs, but Gareth keeps trying to poke at it. Because of course.
Steve catches his eye in the cafeteria on Friday.
Eddie is trying to listen to what his friends are saying, but he gets distracted, obviously, suppressing a smile when Steve tilts his head at him like a confused puppy.
Bathroom? Eddie mouths, and Steve grins, nodding.
Eddie covers his face with his hair, nodding back, and he turns to Gareth as Steve gets up. Gareth is already staring at him dryly.
“Going somewhere?”
“Uh. Yeah, I have to, uhm. Bathroom.”
“Is bathroom code for sex?”
“Wha— No?”
“Are you sure?”
“…Screw you, Gareth.”
Gareth pokes him in the forehead as he’s getting up, and Eddie smacks the back of his head.
Steve is leaning against the wall when Eddie walks in, his hands behind his back, and he looks up with a sly sort of smile that gives Eddie butterflies.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” Eddie says quietly. “Uhm.”
He pushes his hand through his hair nervously, and Steve watches, his brows furrowing, and stands up straight.
“What happened to your forehead?”
“…What?”
Steve moves forehead, carefully pushing Eddie’s bangs out of the way to see the bruise, his thumb brushing over it lightly.
“What happened?”
“Oh, uhm.” Eddie takes a breath, every nerve in his body lit up like a sparkler. “I, uhm. I was laying with my head under my friend’s bed and I… tried to sit up.”
Steve stares blankly at him for a moment before he snorts, looking away and stifling a laugh. Eddie’s jaw drops.
“Wow,” he says. “Wow.”
“‘M sorry,” Steve says, still laughing. He’s still touching him, standing too close, his fingers in Eddie’s hair.
“I have a head injury,” Eddie says. “And you’re laughing at me.
“I’m sorry,” Steve giggles. “It’s not funny, sorry.” He stops laughing, trying to suppress a smile, and Eddie tilts his head at him, raising his eyebrows. “Here.”
He pulls Eddie closer, lifting his chin, and pressing a soft kiss to the bruise. Eddie’s brain goes out like a light bulb that’s been left on for too long.
“All better,” Steve says softly, his thumb brushing over the bruise again before he pulls away, carefully fixing Eddie’s bangs.
“Thanks,” Eddie breathes.
“So.” Steve leans back against the wall. “Did you get the, uhm, the drawing? Yesterday?”
Eddie blinks, snapping out of it, feeling the ghost of Steve’s lips on his skin.
“Oh,” he says, shaking his head. “Yeah, I— That’s what I wanted to talk about, I’m—“
“Was it okay?” Steve asks almost shyly.
“It’s fucking incredible, Steve,” Eddie says passionately, reaching out and grabbing Steve’s shirt. “You’re so good, you’re so— you’re so talented, Stevie, it’s, like, the best thing I’ve ever seen.”
Steve is staring back at him, his eyes wide, shining the fluorescent light of the bathroom.
“Really?”
“Jesus, yeah.” Eddie hesitates, looking at him anxiously. Steve is a little taller than him. Eddie likes it. “Thank you.”
Steve grins shyly, his hand finding Eddie’s on his shirt. His fingertips brush over the back of it, over his knuckles.
“I, uhm.” Eddie hesitates. “I keep all of them. They’re all up on my wall.”
“Really?” Steve asks in a small voice.
“Yeah,” Eddie says lightly. “They’re beautiful.”
Steve’s cheeks flush a lovely shade of pink.
part seven
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Vettonso x Similar Helmets
SV Germany 2012 x FA Monaco 2013: Gold & Dark Red
I think a lot about Vettonso and their mutual relationship witn gold. They're both golden boys, they're both seen lit gold by the sunshine on many podiums throughout the years, both have worn golden boots, and as you can see here: both have worn golden helmets. The parallels in these particular helmets makes me feel insane. Both are: gold with dark red accents, both have their birthplace's coat of arms(Bergstraße and Asturias), both have team animal motifs, and both have symbols to represent their two championships(You by now know the signifigance of the ones on Fernando's helmet, but I think the ones on Seb's are actually a callback to his Formula BMW days when he used to put the smiley stickers on his car for every win.)
And did you know both of these helmets were designed by the same helmet design company? Yep, both of these are JMD helmets. I know JMD helmets are/were pretty popular, but still, there's something to me about Fernando commissioning the same designer that Seb has been using since he was a literal child. Parallels, am I right?
SV Japan 2010 x FA Japan 2023: White with Black & Red
Haha I remember @protocolseben and I discussing this a bit back in September when Fernando's helmet dropped. I honestly think Seb is such an innovator and trailblazer in terms of helmet design, and you can see his influence in helmet design as recently as this past season. I'm not sure if he was the first ever driver to don a matte white helmet with red accents as a representation of the Japanese flag, but it certainly envoked him in my mind when I saw Fernando's!!
I think Fernando's is pretty similar to all of Seb's 2010-2012 Japan helmets but I like this one the most so! I think if Seb wasn't restrained by the Red Bull logo, he def wouldv'e put the red circle where Nando put his so I think Fernando did a really good job, even if unintentionally, at emulating Seb's sense of design.
SV Singapore 2012 x FA Singapore 2012: Sparkly!
Like I said in the one above, it's crazy how much Seb influenced helmet design. He was pretty much the pioneer of sparkly helmets for Singapore, right? It drives me absolutely insane that there's actually pictures of them together in such similar designed helmets. It's kinda funny actually that even though they're pretty deep in the championship fight at this point, and Seb just got one up on Fernando; Fernando is wearing a helmet that is a direct influence from Seb!!! Is that not insane???
Also, Fernando trying to be camp with trying the now in vogue sparkly Singapore helmet, and Seb accidentally completely blew him out of the water with his outrageous light up LED constellation helmet. But god yeah....to have pics of them in matching helmets from this era particuarly makes me emotional ;;;
SV Hungary 2021 x FA 2022: Pink with Dark Blue
I really could've picked any of Seb's 2021 helmets, but I thought this one matched the best with Fernando's main 2021 helmet(with the color pallet.) Also one thing, it's crazy how much control BWT has as a sponsor, I don't think I've ever seen another sponsor go so hard at having a chokehold on individuality. I like that we got pink liveries and pink helmets, but I don't think they should have that much control.
I'm almost kinda sad there wasn't any Miami GP in 2021, because I think that was the only unique helmet Fernando had in 2022. But these match pretty well! Pretty in pink!! It's crazy that their parallels in the 2020s are ongoing even before Fernando actually takes over Seb's seat. Thanks BWT I guess?
SV Abu Dhabi 2022 x FA Abu Dhabi 2022: Fernando's Seb Tribute Helmet
AND HERE WE HAVE THE PIÈCE DE RÉSISTANCE!!! The ultimate conclusion, it literally couldn't get better than this!! This is still unbelievable, like how is this an actual thing that happened!? Fernando intentionally branding his helmet, the only symbol of individuality in F1, with his rival's flag colors, HIS FLAG!!!!! Not to mention the literal "Vettono Best Moments" collage he posted alongside it....and the hand-holding....and everything that happened with them at Abu Dhabi 2022....
But god, after years of incidentally making parallel helmet designs, Fernando decided to officially tie the knot of the red string of fate, and make a helmet directly referencing Seb's. I think it's funny because as I said with two of the previously mentioned ones, those Fernando designs are pretty much inspired by Seb's, and here he is openly making one directly inspired by Seb. I don't really have words for how this actually makes me feel because it's just. Yeah. The most open and clear declaration of love and respect and admiration one could ever make. TO ME.
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