#it’s a great song

[estrellami-1]

Soft Touch Baby

Part 1 | Eddie’s POV | Song | ao3

This is the song as mentioned in Pt 12 and Pt 13… literally only @madigoround asked for it but! They asked for it! And they shall receive it. ❤️ song is “Far Away” by Nickelback.

“Eds?”

Eddie hums, looking up from his notebook. “What’s up, sweetheart?”

Steve blushes at the nickname, like he does every time. Eddie smiles, like he does every time. “D’you remember the first night I came over?”

Eddie blinks, frowning some. “When you almost called?” Steve nods. “Yeah. What about it?”

“Remember you worked on a song?”

“I… think so?” He screws up his face in concentration. “I’ve got, like, six songs going all the time, but yeah, I think I remember.”

Steve bites his lip. Nods. Takes a breath, decides to be brave. “Can I hear it?”

“Oh.” Eddie’s staring at him, wide-eyed, then must see in Steve’s face that he’s about to take it back, because he smiles. “Yeah, of course, just, uh.” He chuckles, blushes, pulls his hair in front of his face for a moment. “It’s, uh. Not the kind of thing I usually write. At all, actually. It’s, uh…” he huffs out a laugh. “God. Okay. Uh.” He shakes his head.

Steve frowns. “Eds, you don’t have to show me if you don’t want to.”

“I do! I swear! It’s just…” he groans, tips backwards onto the bed, covers his face with his hands. “It’s maybe… possibly… about you. And… not. At the same time. Us? And the whole, uh, situation? Thing? And also maybe it’s me projecting about the future?”

“Eddie.” Full name. Serious. But not legal name; he’s not in trouble. “You don’t have to show me if you don’t want to. But if you do want to, I’d love to hear it.” He shrugs. “It was just me being nosy anyways.”

“I… fuck. Yeah. Okay. I do, I swear, lemme find… guitar, pick, notebook, where the fuck-”

“Your desk is a mess,” Steve says by way of answer, nodding over to it with a smile. “Under the calendar.”

“You’re an angel,” he tells Steve seriously. Steve blushes. Again.

He grabs the guitar, ensures it’s tuned, and begins with a C-chord.

It’s slower than anything he’s done, a simple up-and-down strum, and he’s not sliding his fingers along the frets, making the guitar sing. It’s accompanying him instead, he’s not fighting it, and it’s… nice. It’s really nice.

It feels like a song Steve would hear on the radio and instantly want to listen to a hundred more times.

Then Eddie starts singing, and, well… it’s a good thing they’re already dating.

This time, this place / Misused, mistakes / Too long, too late / Who was I to make you wait?

Steve is instantly transported back to the Upside Down, when they were fighting for their lives. They didn’t have time to make mistakes; didn’t know how to do anything different. Too late.

Just one chance, just one breath / Just in case there's just one left / 'Cause you know, you know, you know

Steve’s breath hitches. He’s vaguely aware of tears on his face, his mind replaying the moment he dropped down beside Eddie, started administering CPR, muttering “you don’t get to do this, c’mon, Munson, take a breath, just one breath, c’mon.”

That I love you / I have loved you all along / And I miss you / Been far away, for far too long

Oh. Steve’s world screeches to a stop, and all that matters is the lines Eddie just sang. I love you.

I keep dreaming you'll be with me / And you'll never go / Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore

And, fuck, that’s it, isn’t it? That’s the codependent shit they’ve got going on right now, their dreams involve each other, then waking up and feeling like suffocating because no one’s there-

On my knees, I'll ask / Last chance for one last dance / 'Cause with you; I'd withstand / All of hell to hold your hand

“Christ,” Steve mutters, hunting around for a tissue.

Eddie stops. “Baby?”

“Don’t fucking baby me,” Steve gripes, overwhelmed. “Fuck. I love you. So much. Finish the song. Please.”

Eddie’s breath hitches. He finishes the song.

I'd give it all; I'd give for us / Give anything, but I won't give up / 'Cause you know, you know, you know

“Fuck,” Steve mutters again, giggling through his tears. I won’t give up.

That I love you / I have loved you all along / And I miss you / Been far away, for far too long

Steve sings along this time, best he can, staring directly at Eddie as he does so. Eddie’s eyes are shiny.

I keep dreaming you'll be with me / And you'll never go / Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore

Maybe they’re too codependent. Who gives a fuck. They made it.

So far away, so far away / Been far away, for far too long / So far away, so far away / Been far away, for far too long

Not anymore, Steve thinks fiercely. Not ever again.

But you know, you know, you know / I wanted, I'd wanted you to stay /'Cause I needed / I need to hear you say

Always, Steve thinks, knowing the next lines. Always. I’ll always say it.

That I love you / I have loved you all along / And I forgive you / For being away, for far too long

He sings again, and Eddie’s breath hitches again, and he has to pause and giggle, wiping his nose.

So keep breathing / 'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore / Believe it / Hold on to me and never let me go

“Jesus fuck,” Steve says passionately. “I love you so goddamn much.”

Eddie smiles shakily. “Can I baby you now?”

Steve laughs, wipes at his face. “Always, yes, Jesus.”

“Baby,” Eddie whispers, and suddenly they’re both clinging to each other.

Steve whispers, “I hate you.”

Eddie whispers back, “I love you too.”

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