Height gap romance except the shorter one is frequently depicted in situations where they are contextually taller. The taller one sitting while the shorter one looms over them. Both of them lying in bed with the taller one’s head pressed to the shorter one’s chest. The shorter one straddling the taller one’s lap and leaning down for a kiss. The taller one on their knees as the shorter one tilts their head up. Please, it makes me go feral
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going to chb must be crazy like imagine sharing a camp with
-one of the strongest demigods ever who's saved the world like at least 3 times, fought multiple gods & titans and WON (and is a tartarus survivor)
-the literal main architect of OLYMPUS who's also saved the world multiple times (also tartarus survivor)
-THE lord of the wild who's also close friends with the first two (and has helped save the world multiple times)
-an emo kid from the 1930s who again helped save the world and is also a tartarus survivor (TWICE)
-a son of apollo who survived tartarus with nothing but cargo shorts and sheer will (pun intended)
-the main designer and builder for the argo II, also the first hephaestus kid to have fire powers since hundreds of years ago (did i mention killed gaea? no? yeah he did that too)
-a girl who somehow charmspeak-ed gaea into falling back asleep (also side note daughter of super famous actor because why not)
-pretty much everybody is a two-time war veteran
-THE GOD APOLLO who just sometimes comes down to visit in the form of a teenage boy
-did i mention dionysus, god of wine madness and theatre
-also chiron, trainer of pretty much every greek hero ever
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Eddie’s waking up in the hospital…
“Woooo, oh wait, did the upside become the inside?” Eddie’s eyes try and focus as his head wobbles, attempting to look around his hospital room. “This isn’t the trailer.”
His voice is mumbly and loose. The drugs they have pumping through him are keeping him comfortable.
“Shit, Eddie?” Dustin jumps from his seat and grabs onto the man’s arm.
“Dustin? Why are you…hobble? Hobbit? Mordor,” he giggles to himself briefly. “No, your foot?”
“Holy shit, he is drugged up,” Dustin comments to someone behind him. “I twisted it pretty bad, but I’m ok, dude. How you feeling?”
“Who’er talkin to?” Eddie tries to sit up to look around Dustin but collapses back in quick exhaustion.
“Steve, Steve’s here,” Dustin steps back and the elder teen sits up, giving Eddie a little wave.
“That’s not Steve, silly.” Eddie waves his hand. “That’s a-a fuckin angel. Look at him.” Eddie turns his head more trying to get a good look. “Are-are you an angel, pretty boy? Here to take me to the pearly gates?”
Steve huffs giving Dustin an embarrassed smile. “Uh, no angel, dude. Just me.”
“Steve?” He squints before sighing loudly. “God, you’re hot. Dusty your fake brother is hot.”
“Jesus,” Dustin chuckles. “That’s Steve, man.”
“I know, see him?” He motions his hand trying to get Dustin to lean in closer. “He’s hot,” he whisper yells into Dustin’s face.
“Ok, you probably need to rest.” Dustin pats Eddie’s arms delicately.
“Hey? Hey Dustin?” Eddie slaps his hand against the available piece of Dustin that he can reach. “I’m gunna marry that angel. I’m gunna marry him. Do you think…? No, I don’t think I can have nuggets.” He tilts his head back peering over to Steve. “Sorry, angel, I can’t have your six nuggets. But I’d hotwire an RV with you for the rest of time.”
“What is he talking about?” Dustin whispers to Steve, whose face is the same color as the red Nike swoosh on his shoes.
“Um… doesn’t matter. Uh, Eddie? Why don’t you relax man. Just, try and go back to sleep.”
“Will you be here?” He asks nervously.
“Uh, maybe,” Steve’s wringing his hands together avoiding making eye contact with Dustin.
“Oh,” Eddie hums. “You look sad. Don’t be sad.”
Eddie’s voice comes out wispy and soft, making the hairs on Steve’s arms stand up.
“I could make chicken nuggets. How bout that, angel? Chicken nuggets?” Eddie’s eyelids are too heavy to keep open but he turns his head in the direction of Steve.
“Yeah, man. Sounds good. Don’t worry bout it though. You should rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
“You will?” Eddie sounds elated.
“Yeah, you got it.”
“Hmm, so pretty,” he murmurs quietly before slipping back to sleep.
“Ok, so what did I miss?” Dustin leans on his crutch and glares down at Steve.
“Nothing?” Steve shrugs.
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