forgiving is easy
for @steddielovemonth prompt “love is an endless act of forgiveness’
A HUGE thank you to @sidekick-hero for putting this event together! This was so much fun and it kept me writing even when I wasn’t sure I’d be able to ♥️
rated t | 617 words | tags: established relationship, doubts about relationship, they’re so soft, so in love, fluff
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Eddie looked down at the broken picture frame. El made it for Steve as a birthday gift last year and it held a picture of all of them at the kids’ graduation. Steve cherished it more than just about any other possession he had.
And Eddie broke it because he was rushing to try to clean up when Steve called to tell him he was on his way home early.
He’d agreed to clean up the living room and kitchen since they were hosting Will and his new boyfriend this weekend, and he’d just…forgotten.
And now the picture frame was broken.
Steve would hate him. He’d break up with him and scream at him about how he’s so forgetful and this never would’ve happened if he just took his time.
The front door clicked open and Steve’s voice rang out.
“Hey Eds!” The door closed and the jingle of keys being hung on the hook filled the entire lower level of the home. “Where are you?”
“In here,” Eddie’s voice wasn’t loud, but he knew Steve would hear him.
Footsteps came from the hall to the living room and then stopped right behind Eddie.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“I-“ Eddie turned around and held the four biggest pieces of the frame in his hand. “I broke it.”
Steve’s eyes widened and then closed for a second. He stepped closer to Eddie and took the pieces from his hands.
He pulled Eddie’s hands forward, kissed his knuckles, and set them against his chest.
“Are you okay?”
Eddie’s jaw dropped. “I broke your favorite picture frame.”
“I see that, honey. Did anything hurt you? Glass or any of the ceramic?”
Eddie was dumbfounded. Didn’t Steve want to yell at him?
“No. But aren’t you mad?”
“I mean I’m upset it’s broken, but the picture can just go in another frame until El can make another one,” Steve shrugged, giving him a soft smile.
“But it’s important to you.”
“It is. And it makes me a little sad that it can’t be fixed. But it was an accident, right?”
“Of course it was.”
Steve leaned in to kiss his lips. “Then it’ll be okay.”
“How are you so calm?” Eddie asked, almost mad that Steve seemed so fine with this after spending the last ten minutes thinking Steve would lose his shit.
“Because it’s just a picture frame. It’s special, sure, but it’s not the end of the world. I remember that having a lot more destruction,” Steve smirked.
“But it’s broken because of me. I was rushing to clean up and wasn’t careful.”
“And you’re clearly more upset about it than I am. You didn’t mean to break it. It’s alright.”
“You aren’t gonna break up with me?”
Steve blinked at him, confused. “What?”
“You aren’t gonna yell?”
Steve’s face fell, suddenly understanding what was going on. He cupped Eddie’s face in his hands and smiled.
“Eds, I love you. I forgive you.”
“You do?”
“Yes. It was an accident. I’m not gonna be mad at you over an accident.”
Eddie’s body relaxed for the first time since he saw the frame fall to the floor. He rested his forehead against Steve’s and wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist.
“I love you, too. Sorry I panicked like that.”
“It’s okay. But you know I love you so much it’s disgusting, right? One broken picture frame isn’t gonna send me packing,” Steve’s thumb rubbed along Eddie’s cheek. “I’m in it for the long haul with you. We bought this house together, we’re gonna get married someday, have kids. You’re gonna be stuck with me for a long, long time, Munson.”
“Promise?” Eddie’s voice was barely more than a whisper.
“Promise.”
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