The Easiest Thing (I’ve Ever Done)
Had an idea. I don’t know if it’s anything, or if it makes any sense, but I like it. I hope y’all do too!
The camera’s shaky, moving from Eddie trying to place his phone down, making sure to keep his face in frame. “Baby,” he sings, looking off-camera. “Would you peel me an orange?”
A slight pause before, “Hypothetical or literal?”
Eddie blinks. “Uh. Literal?”
“How many do you want?”
Eddie gapes. “Just- just like that? No teasing? Nothing about me being capable? Nothing at all?”
“It’s an orange, babe. ‘S not like me carrying you out of-”
Eddie scrambles for his phone, and the video cuts off.
It picks up again later. They’re in the living room now, and Eddie’s filming Steve, who had just asked him a question. “Say it again.”
“Say-?”
“The question you just asked me. Ask me again.”
Steve gestures to the TV. “We just watched 50 First Dates, Eds, I don’t think it’s crazy of me to ask if you’d do that for me.”
“Stevie. Baby. Light of my life. Look me in my eyes and ask me again. But before you do, think about two years ago when you got a concussion and the resulting short-term amnesia.”
Steve closes his eyes and leans his head back with a groan. “I’m an idiot.”
“Are not,” Eddie says hotly, and the video cuts off again.
It picks up again later. It’s dark in the room, and Eddie’s got his finger to his lips, as if he’s telling the audience to be quiet. “Say that again, baby?”
Steve mumbles something unintelligible, then, “The elephant’s back.”
“Yeah? What’s it doing?”
The camera moves to focus on Steve’s face. He’s clearly still asleep, even as he frowns. “He’s proposing. ‘S my job.”
“Your job?”
“Mhm. ‘M gonna do it.” Another frown. “Screw you, elephant.”
The camera jumps to Eddie, who’s got a hand covering his mouth. The video cuts off again.
It picks up again later. Eddie’s in the same position as the first part of the video. There’s background sounds—rushing water and clanking porcelain—that means Steve’s washing dishes.
“I feel like you’re mad at me.”
The clanking stops. The water shuts off. “What?”
Eddie shrugs. “You’ve been kinda tense ever since I got home.”
“Baby,” Steve whispers. “No. No, I’m not mad at you. I’m so sorry I made you feel that way. I’ve just got a lot in my head right now.”
Eddie nods. “Can I help?”
Steve hums. “You can listen.”
Eddie smiles. “I can do that.”
“Okay, cool.” The water turns back on. “So I was talking to Robin earlier-”
The video cuts off again.
It picks up again later. They’re back on the couch, but this time Steve’s engrossed in a book, lips silently moving as he reads. “Baby.”
“Hm?”
“You mouth the words to yourself when you read.”
Steve flushes scarlet. “Shuddup.”
“No!” Eddie laughs. “No, I love it! It’s adorable!”
“You don’t.” He sniffs, but does nothing to hide the smile on his face. “It’s not.”
“It is,” Eddie argues back, camera jumping around as he shifts to sit up. “And I’ll prove it.”
“Yeah? How?”
“Uh. That part I don’t know yet. But I’ll figure it out!”
“Mhm.” Steve’s lips twitch up at the corners.
“I’m serious.”
“Mhm.”
“I love every part of you.”
Steve’s smile softens into something lovesick. “I know.”
“Especially the parts you don’t like.”
Steve groans and covers his face with the book, and Eddie chuckles as he turns the camera off.
The last time it picks up, Steve’s the one setting it up. “Babe?” He calls.
“Yeah?”
“Would you love me if I was a worm?”
“If you were a worm?”
“Yeah. Would you love me.”
Eddie walks into frame to grab Steve’s hands and hold them. “My darling,” he murmurs, “I fall more in love with you every day. It’s the easiest thing I’ve ever done and the easiest decision I’ll ever make. And I make it every day, I have for years now. If you were a worm, I’d build you the best little worm house. I’d do all the research and find out what you can eat, and I’d always have that. I’d learn to speak worm so I could talk to you.” He lifts one of Steve’s hands to his lips. “If you were a worm? Baby, I’d love you more than any worm’s ever been loved before.”
“Oh,” Steve squeaks.
Eddie presses a brief kiss to his lips before pulling away. “Why don’t you turn the camera off and come join me upstairs?”
Steve gapes even as he reaches for his phone. “You absolute asshole-”
“I meant every word, baby. Let me show you how much?”
Steve flounders, and the video cuts off for the last time.
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oh im gonna be SO annoying about bbh in a minute. i keep saying the same thing over and over again but his character is too fucking complex motherfucker is like:
"i'm a demon who is 11,000 years old and i refuse to acknowledge that im a demon nor that i do bad things (like steal furniture) but i will help people every chance i get despite saying im going to stop doing that and i am going to devote my life to protecting these fragile little eggs even though i know im going to lose them one day because i love them too much (and i know i can do that and it will one day be okay, because i have an immortal diamond to keep me company even if he isn't here now). when my friend throws himself beneath the spokewheel of the federation i will be there, bitter about my loss, but i will not start a revolution until he proves he deserves one. i will do what i can to safeguard his system against corruption because i am afraid the federation will use him to hurt us. i know he doesn't want to hurt us. he keeps hurting me. he is isolated by our distrust in him and he is still working hard to try to be a good person in an inherently corrupt system that cannot be fixed so i will build him a statue. i will not kill him when he takes a picture of me in the presidential chair (that was almost mine) and puts it on his wall and calls me 'employee of the month.' i didn't do all of that work for the federation i did it for him like i do it for others because they are my friends. i will exhaust every option i have to build a reason to NOT start a revolution. to not kill him. because i have to say that i tried. i feel like i have made so many compromises. i have held myself back to try to find reason. i will still remove his access to my base. when the island turns against me and he locks me in a cage for a crime i did not commit, i will remove everyone's access (except for my family the french and my family the eggs). i am having fun. when the eggs appear the next day with cracks and dirty shells i will worry, but i know they're strong. they'll be okay. (when i find my son's secret lab and his unethical experiments that cause him harm i will be proud because he has done what i do. he has helped. i want him to be safe but we are never safe and i trust him more than anyone else. i know now, and i can help him be safe.) when the eggs go missing i will be silent. i will look for them, and i will destroy for them, and i will bargain for them, and i will cry for them, and i will not accept their loss. when my friend who is president who once built a safehouse that saved my eggs' lives is finally damaged by the federation (like i knew he would be when he became president) and he starts to hurt people by pushing the same treatment onto them i will not be surprised. i will be surprised when he tries to marry me. i will not blame him (much) when he tries to kill me. our children are missing. he is forced to pretend that his is not. i wish i could too. i will not tell him yes or no because i need an open avenue to manipulate him (because to save him i will have to manipulate him). i will not marry him because he is out of his mind. i have said marriage is overrated. i have also said that i want to live with him in a house with our kids and my skeppy. when he tells me that he wants to be happy with me i will still say 'aw' because it is the most genuine thing he has said to me and i miss my friend. i will still try to kill him. i fail to kill him with someone else's plan. i don't place a block to lock him in place. i hesitate. it doesn't matter if it's on purpose because the next plan works. i will reveal an item that could destroy me to my closest allies (and tubbo) because it will let us save him. we save him. when he kills himself 18 times over i back away from the explosion in surprise and then step close again. while i have grieved i have thrown myself into mines. it doesn't matter. i am numb and want to feel something. everything has lost colour. we save him.
i visit federation workers and ask them about my eggs and they do not tell me anything. i know they are lying. i visit the graveyard to talk to my lost eggs. i have lost all of the eggs. i do not know how to save them. i lay in the mud. it rains and rain signifies the monster has returned to kill my children but my children are not here and so i do not care. when i go home i will become so angry and i will go down to my basement (which i have locked like my friend locked the entrance to his greatest fantasy. we are so alike and our delusions are different. he child was real; here is the secret to finding my children) where i have locked a federation worker away. i will not wash away the blood stains.
i am also part-time grim reaper and i only ever dress up in robes to make people drink more water."
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