Eddie Munson's family dinner
Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 23
Prompt: Uncle Wayne adopts Steve
Rated: M
CW: nudity
Tags: Modern AU; Rockstar Eddie; Royal Steve; Established relationship
Notes: Continued from days 11 and 14. I can't get this AU outta my head, halp!
Eddie can't recall the first time he saw Steve.
In all likelihood, he was two years old and Steve a tiny, wrinkly baby. His face was all over the news in the days and weeks following his birth, after all. Cradled in his mother's arms, staring bleary-eyed into the world as newborns tend to do - only that in his case, the entire world was staring back. The birth of the King's and Queen's first child had been long-awaited after all, a once-in-a-generation event.
In the years that followed, Steve was always just … kind of there. A strange-but-familiar boy who kept popping up on TV and the front pages of magazines, living a life so different they may as well have been from different planets.
Eddie still remembers fixing dinner in the trailer's tiny kitchen one night, news droning in the background.
"Poor kid," Wayne grumbled.
Eddie, sixteen and a giant shithead at the time, paused in putting the plates down on the table and glanced up to follow his uncle's gaze to the TV.
"Oh yeah, woe is him. Must be so fucking hard, living in a palace. Having an army of servants to wipe your ass and shit."
On the TV, the Prince sat between his parents at some sports event or other, a tiny carbon copy of his father with his Italian suit and carefully styled hair. Clapping at all the right times, face a polite, empty mask of a smile.
Wayne huffed. "Ain't no kid deserve that kinda shit. Always under scrutiny, paraded around like some trained dog."
Eddie rolled his eyes and changed the topic and they didn't talk about it any further.
*
Wayne's plates are still the same ones that Eddie was putting on the table all those years ago. Eddie has offered time and again to buy something new, but the stubborn old shit won't have it. Insists that Eddie already bought him a whole-ass house with the money from that first record deal, a car after the second, he won't die of a chipped plate or ten, thank you very much. He'll just have to get him new ones for Christmas, he guesses.
"This is delicious, Mr Munson," Steve is saying. He's sitting next to Eddie, back ramrod straight, elbows at a perfect angle, dissecting the meatloaf with careful precision.
Like some trained dog.
"My mom's recipe," Wayne hums, but then he sets down his own cutlery, expression serious. "Now … what are your intentions with my nephew?"
Eddie flushes about twenty shades of crimson. Incidentally, so does Steve.
"I …" he sputters, all traces of composure suddenly gone. "Well, I like Eddie a lot."
"I figured …" Behind Wayne's beard, his mouth twitches. "Seeing how you're wearing his clothes and all."
Steve blinks down at himself. They make sure to keep it low-profile when they're together. The paparazzi never sleep, after all, and they've both had their fair share of run-ins with the fuckers in the past. Which is why he's wearing a red-and-black flannel he stole from Eddie, faded and soft from too many cycles in the wash. Eddie wants to burn all the Italian suits in the world, wrap him up in soft and comfy clothes always.
"Um …" Steve says.
Wayne smiles.
"Relax, son, I'm pulling your leg." If he notices how Steve tenses at the word son, he graciously ignores it. "Now are ya gonna take my boy's hand, or what?"
Steve gapes.
"Might as well," Eddie winks, takes the knife from Steve’s limp fingers and entwines their hands. "He'll just keep nagging until he gets what he wants."
Their gazes lock and Steve smiles. Not a mask. The real one. The one where his eyes light up and he looks five years younger. The one that Eddie is rapidly becoming addicted to.
He turns back to eating his dinner one-handed and remembers another boy, a boy from a very different planet, getting coaxed out of his shell over the same plates, the same meatloaf.
Fuck the plates, he decides. Wayne is getting a whole damn kitchen for Christmas, whether he likes it or not.
*
"He's a great guy, your uncle," Steve mutters into Eddie’s chest later that night. They're all curled up in Eddie’s bed and he's naked except for the flannel. He claims it's to ward off the cold air seeping in through the open window, and Eddie isn't about to argue. Not when the sight does things to him.
"Sort of thought he was gonna hate me," Steve continues, and Eddie hums quizzically.
"Why's that?"
"Hm, let's see …" Steve's brow crinkles in mock-thought. "He raised the guy who wrote two top-ten songs about how much the monarchy sucks, that could've been a hint."
"Nah," Eddie chuckles. "Guy would've adopted you as a kid, if he could've. He's always loved you, way-"
Large hazel eyes blink up at him and the words get stuck in his throat.
Because he hasn't said it yet, even though he's rapidly coming to accept that it's true.
Way before I did.
"And apart from that," he says instead, "if you marry me, I'll be a princess. What parent doesn't want that for their kid?"
"Hold your horses," Steve grumbles, but his eyes are sparkling again. "We can't get married if your uncle adopts me."
"Shame," Eddie quips and presses him down into the pillows. "Would've loved to wear a tiara on stage, that sounds like a killer look."
Eddie doesn’t recall the first time he saw Steve, but he doesn’t really think it matters. Not when he gets to see the real him now, with no-one else watching. Blushing and naked, lips kissed pink, glowing with happiness.
It's an image he's sure he won't forget.
Part 4
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I made new meatloaf recipe!
:D
Step 1: Thaw beef for 45 minutes.
Step 2: Unwrap beef and put it in the pan for mixing
3 Realize the meat isn’t fully thawed but what’s done is done and you are going to COMMIT dammit.
4 Put pan with partially thawed meat into oven for 15 minutes, anxiously checking it every 3 minutes.
5 Once thawed, take meat out of oven. Then mix in bread crumbs, an egg, and seasonings into the beef.
6 Evenly spread the beef inside the pan, then cover it in ketchup.
7 Cook for about 45 minutes, then serve.
It turned out delicious.
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Hello, Rosie!
What are some of your favorite ways to cook an ex? I'm not very skilled in the kitchen, but I'm eager to learn and I see no reason to let any... resources... go to waste.
Hello darling!!
A great place to start is with a nice meatloaf, I have a great recipe, very beginner friendly and absolutely delicious! Note that this makes 2 pounds per recipe, however there’s always freezing for later- and if you want make some jerky to snack on I also have quite the recipe!
INGREDIENTS
2lbs of Ex (ground preferably, avoid intestines and ‘soft’ meat, aim for thigh, rump, or arm! I have a butchering chart I’ll link)
1 cup of Crumbs (I prefer cornbread however any breadcrumbs work! all a matter of taste)
2 eggs (eggs make your mixture hold together, they’re called a binding agent!, beat both eggs together like you’re making a scramble)
1 small onion OR 1/2 a regular onion (diced, i can link a video on how to Dice an onion! Onion should be WHITE or YELLOW!!)
2 cloves garlic (Smash them darling! then chop a ridiculous amount! I recommend an insta chop they’re so nifty….)
Salt, Oregano, Pepper, to taste
For the SAUCE
3/4 Ketchup (or more! this goes on top while baking so if you want more have more! just adjust your other ingredients accordingly)
1/4 BBQ
1 TBSP Worcestershire sauce (optional! the bbq will give the tang you need!)
2 TBSP brown sugar (a touch of sweetness!)
A little bit of blood just for fun <3
STEPS
Preheat oven to 375, get a baking sheet, if you want, line with PARCHMENT paper
Start by mixing your first list of ingredients together in a big bowl, (Meat, Onion, garlic, Crumbs, seasoning) Mash, like dough. Careful not to over mix because over mixing will cause the eggs to become dense!
Put a little of the Ketchup Sauce in (about half) and do one final smush, and now you’re ready to roll onto your baking sheet!
You can make multiple small Meatloafs or one big meatloaf, shape to your desired density etc (if said ex is male i recommend making the famed dick cake, quite satisfying to Cut into)
Spread the remaining ketchup Mixture on top and Bake for about an hour!
And then you’ve got a delicious meal- turns out he WAS good for something…..
I hope that Ex doesn’t trouble you anymore Darling…
Ta!
Rosie
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