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Happy day 5 of a steddie Halloween, changing gears a little bit.

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Eddie and steve had been secretly dating for the last year, and Eddie couldn’t be happier. Steve would sleep over most nights at his trailer, Wayne welcomed him with open arms.

Wayne and Eddie have always been close, Eddie told him everything. One night last year, Eddie had come home and Wayne was sitting on the living room couch. Eddie felt like throwing up from the anxiety as he walked past him to his room, dropping his bag and shoes off in the messy place he called home.

He took a deep breath and walked back out, standing in front of Wayne and the coffee table.

He couldn’t look up and meet Wayne’s concerned eyes, the shitty carpet in the trailer now growing more interesting with every passing second. The silence becoming painful and the awkward tension getting worse as Eddie frantically tried to find the words in his head.

Wayne cleared his throat saying a cautious “you alright, Eddie?” Which Eddie nodded in response. He slowly spoke, each word feeling like they weighed a thousand pounds and like they were clawing into his throat begging to stay there, hidden.

“I… I uh- so there is this guy?” He said, almost like a question at the end, immediately mentally scolding himself for the immature start.

“So there’s this guy. His name is Steve. I’m going to bring him over tomorrow.” Eddie said in a rushed voice, taking a deep breath, looking up and attempting to seem confident.

“I think I really like him Wayne…” his eyes locking into Wayne’s as he tried to detect any emotion at all. Wayne stood up and walked over to Eddie, just enveloping him in a warm, long hug. Eddie felt tears in his eyes as he realized that he wasn’t mad. Wasn’t scared. Just wanted Eddie to know he supported him. Wayne wasn’t great with sappy emotional things, this is one of the only times he has hugged Eddie since he moved in with him when his mom died.

“I love ya Eddie, and I’m sure Steve is a great guy. Now I know a lot of people might not agree with ya. So maybe keep it between the three of us for now?” Wayne said stepping back, looking away and wiping his eyes. “I uh- I just want you to know I will support you in anything and whatever you like or decide to do with your life.” Eddie could feel his own eyes starting to water as he nodded again, looking up with a heartfelt smile, and said an exasperated, “thanks Wayne.” He didn’t realize he was holding his breath till now.

“What’re you watching?” Eddie said, making his way to the couch. Trying to break out of the sappy conversation that made them both unsure of how to move forward. He sat down and listened as Wayne told him what it was and they watched together, a peaceful acceptance washing over the space. Eddie smiled as he knew this was a good place for Steve to feel welcome.

Eddie quickly made his way through the aisles picking up a few things Wayne had asked and some Halloween candy for Steve. He thanks the check out lady, giving her a warm smile and saying a cheerful, “happy Halloween!” And rushed to throw the bags in his car.

Steve was waiting for him back at the trailer and Eddie hated being away from him. He drove the agonizingly slow speed limit through town and to the trailer park. When he got home he saw Steve’s BMW in the driveway and Eddie thought for a moment as he pulled the keys out of the ignition. This is a true home. I might not have money, but I sure am rich.

He grabbed the bags out of the passenger seat and hurriedly walked to the door, fumbling with the handle and the screen door as he tried to open it. Which Wayne beat him to it, thanking him and grabbing the bags from his hands. “Alright, thanks Eddie. Steve’s been in your guys room for a minute.” Eddie smiled at him, and started to walk away, turning back as he realized he forgot Steve’s candy.

“Oh hang on. I need to grab something from one of those.” Eddie backtracked to the kitchen where Wayne had set the bags on the counter, taking stuff out to make dinner for the family. Eddie saw the orange and black detailing in the bag and yanked it out, the bag crunching and crinkling as he did.

“You want any?” He asked Wayne who shook his head no and let out a “probably later.”

Eddie walked through the trailer, down the small hallway and into his room, saying a loud, “I’m home with the good stuff!” As he burst through the door, eyes searching for his boyfriend. Who, Eddie assumed, was the lump under the blankets on his bed. He heard a small groan come from the mass, and he laughed, his head falling back as he stepped inside and shut the door. “What’re you doing down there?” He set the candy down as he crawled over trying to find where Steve’s face was so he could give him a big kiss and tell him he missed him.

“Where are you in this mess?” He said as he pulled the blanket revealing Steve’s feet by the pillows. He let out another loud chuckle as he turned to the end of the bed, slowly and carefully pulling the blanket back. Revealing a very slumped and pale looking Steve. Eddie felt his heart drop as he sat up straighter, and the words fell out faster than he could think them. “What happened? Are you okay?”

Steve shook his head no, trying to sit up but failing just giving in to his new life. He let out a mumbled and slurred voice that Eddie tried to debunk, but didn’t have much luck.

Steve peeled his eyes open, making Eddie gasp as he realized they were redder than red.

“What the fuck-“ Eddie quickly turned around and saw the wrapper on the ground that he had blissfully looked past when he came in.

It was the wrapper of a special homemade brownie that Jeff had given him a couple days ago. He felt his heart sink as he realized he may have just drugged his boyfriend.

“Steve….” Eddie said turning around to see a very out of it Steve trying to move in any way. Eddie knew what he was going through. He’s been there himself before. “Okay you need water.” Eddie rushed to the kitchen grabbing a glass of water and some crackers, stopping for just a second to tell Wayne what happened, knowing that some dinner would help sober him up.

He got back into the room ti see Steve standing up, swaying, looking at eddies guitar that was hanging up, giggling to himself.

“Oh god-“ Eddie said as he ran over and set the glass of water down on his small desk, and guided Steve back to the bed, helping him sit down. He passed the water to him and Steve looked at him like he was crazy. “What am I supposed to do with that?”

Eddie sighed and tried to hold back laughter as he said “just try to drink it okay.” Eddie watched as Steve spilled water past his lips on his chin and let out another innocent giggle. He watched as Steve let his head fall foward, lips both in the cup, blowing little bubble into the water as he leaned it forward. “Oh my god - okay-“ Eddie said taking the glass and putting it on the floor away from the bed. “Hey!” Steve said in a whiney voice.

“Give that back I was a fish.” He threw his hands up as he threw himself backwards onto the bed.

Eddie laughed and tried to keep himself contained as he looked over at Steve, mustering up his most easy going, softest voice he could muster.

“Hey Steve?”

Steve looked up from the bed, “yeah?” He said, trying to look at him through nearly closed, glassy eyes.

Eddie continued, “why did you eat that brownie?”

“Because I wanted chocolate and it was right there. And you were taking too long with the candy.” Steve said in a know it all tone, letting this head fall back on the bed again as he finished. Then sitting up again, his voice cracking as he asked “who made them anyways, they’re really good and I think I want more.”

Eddie shook his head and laughed again, “no, no, trust me- you don’t.”

“Why not???” Steve asked with a frown, head falling back again on the bed. “Are you punishing me for eating your treat. That’s fine. Whatever.” Steve said as he rolled off the bed. “Wayne would share with me.” He said as he tried to stand from the floor stumbling as he did.

“Take it easy Steve.“ he said standing up and giving Steve an arm to grab ahold of to help him balance. “That brownie… had pot in it. It was a special brownie.”

Steve turned to look at Eddie, and let out a long “ohhhh.” And giggled to himself as he started for the door, “oops” he giggled again, and gripped the doorknob, twisting it and pulling the door open.

Eddie tried to guide Steve as he stumbled out into the living room, and sat on the couch. “You’d share your brownies with me right Wayne?” He asked looking over through glazed over eyes.

Wayne laughed and nodded, stirring the pot as he did.

“You’re going to be in for a hard morning, Harrington.” Eddie said as he grabbed the remote next to him, turning on the tv for Steve. He quickly grabbed the water from his room and came back sitting down next to him.

If he thought a hang over was bad… he’s going to love this.

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