Steve is nonchalantly browsing the chips, waiting for Eddie to return (who in all honesty is probably getting the bag of sour gummy worms Steve already said they couldn't grab).
Steve feels a tug on his shirt. He smiles as he turns, expecting to see his boyfriend but-
Steve looks down at the child staring up at him. "Uh hi?" Steve looks around the empty aisle," Where's your parents bud?" The kid shrugs, but points to Steve's shirt," Tiger."
Steve's faded shirt from his freshman year of high school, now the most soft and comfortable after years of wear, does in fact have a tiger. "Yeah, sure is. Who-" the kid cuts Steve off with a loud roar. Steve can't help but chuckle as he crouches down to be on the kid's level.
Steve is fully focused on this kid, trying to find whoever the kid should be with. When he stands back up, he holds his hand out to the kid, who tentatively grasps his hand. The kid continues to roar and talk about tigers.
Meanwhile, Eddie has watched most of this exchange. Seeing his beloved boyfriend talk to this random child, the concern on his face? Eddie watches from a distance as Steve finds the mother, who was freaking out (understandably).
Eddie can't help but watch as Steve says hi to the baby in the stroller, laughing as the baby reaches out and grabs his finger. Steve says goodbye to the family, roaring back at the kid, who lights up.
Eddie can't help but think how good Steve is with kids. How good of a parent Steve would be. Which, started innocent, but then Eddie's mind jumped to the process of how a child comes about.
And now all Eddie can think about is how he's gonna give Steve one. He doesn't give 2 shits about biology, Eddie's putting a baby in that man.
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SEUNGMIN in 'MOUNTAINS' unveil
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CIRCUS AU // dark!ring leader!rafe x showgirl!circus!reader (moodbard&aesthetic only. not a fic !)
“ i made you, doll. from head to toe. better than that, i own you. so you better listen to the owner that controls you. and you don't want me to break that pretty face and legs of yours ? be good and daddy promise, he will use you tonight. ”
“ see ? how beautiful you are when i ruin you. you really want me to take care of you but you can't resist me when i destroy you ? you're nothing without me. you need me for everything. you can't run away from me. didn't i really got you ? using all your daddy issues against you ? ”
when the makeup artist had finished with your clown makeup, rafe had entered your personal artist's dressing room. he never smiled, even his eyes were cold. but that didn’t stop you from melting every time you saw him, acting as if there was nothing bad and toxic about him. he had charmed and conditioned you. you were his perfect puppet, his masterpiece. he just had to pull your twines and you were on your knees.
you were young and innocent. perfect to manipulate. easy to use.
he loved seeing you on your thighs, completely spread while you gave him a sloppy blowjob, when he plug shut your red and sensitive nose, your drooling mouth deepthroat him. his large cock pressed and buried deep in your little throat. your swollen, abused lips dripping and your makeup smearing all over your whinning face.
"good doll don't cry. you know what they do? they say thank you when their owners ruin them. got it?"
to be continued...(no i was joking, just a sucker for circus core)
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