[CALIBRATIONS] But the memory remains

[the_freak]

Who: Eddie Munson & Open
What: Calibrations
When: June 10th to July 10th
Where: Eddie’s mind
Warnings: Violence, Bullying, Murder, Horror, Parental Abuse, Parental Death, Drugs, Drug Abuse, Bat Like Monsters, Graphic Injury



The trailer you find yourself walking into might appear dated depending on when and where you’re from. Its styling is out of date even for its own period, a bit strange and chaotic. The walls are lined with a collection of random mugs and hats, a fold out cot stashed in a corner near the door. It’s cluttered, and very lived in.

There’s an odd…stain on the ceiling of the living room. Almost a crack? The longer you look the more it seems to spread, and are those strange particles falling from it just dust? Maybe it’s best to look away.

The television is on, playing some news story, but a voice calls from the other end of the trailer, and Eddie leans out from his bedroom, encouraging you to join him in there.

There’s only one bedroom in the place, those it’s easy to tell this is Eddie space. The walls are covered in various posters, metal concerts, drawings, and a large spray-painted banner that reads- Corroded Coffin hanging a bit haphazardly. A sheet’s been pinned up to act as a curtain, and the floor is littered with clothes.

"So...this is weird," Eddie greets.

[ooc: Cheated the ‘room’ a bit, it’s fiiiine, shhh. Playing it a bit more fast and loose with memories, no bolding this time for Eddie at least, sorry if that makes it difficult for anyone. Please do look at the warnings above and let me know if there are any themes you especially don’t or…do want.

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[the_freak]

"Mmm, Love zombie, I like that," Eddie says with a considering hum, beaming and guiding Steve pointedly back away from the split in the ceiling.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve looks at the ceiling but lets himself get led away. He doesn't want to see it. He doesn't want to see anything other than Eddie, now. There's been enough horrible shit for now. They can allow themselves a break for something more pleasant.

"Mmmm....Kissessssss," Steve says in the monotone of a zombie going after brains. "Kissesssss."

[the_freak]

"You are such a nerd," he laughs with a delighted smile, pulling him back into his bedroom and shutting the door.

"I love-- it," he recovers quickly.

[farrahfawcetts]

"Yeah, well. You better keep that to yourself, Munson. I have a reputation, too."

He doesn't seem bothered in the slightest. The minute the door is shut Steve is pulling Eddie in for a kiss and letting himself indulge fully in it. One hand fists into his curls, feeling the softness like it's all new to him.

"I was wrong," he says quietly after a minute. "I want you to hear it now. I want you to push it into your head and hold it there. Okay? I was wrong; you matter. You matter to me."

[the_freak]

"Oh, I'm gonna tell everyone," he says with a wicked smirk, happily allowing himself to be pulled into that kiss and lose himself in the feel of Steve.

He blinks in surprise at what follows, brow softening. "...Steve-" Fuck, now he's hyper aware of how he must be blushing. "You don't need to-"

[farrahfawcetts]

"You matter to me," he repeats slower, enunciating the words carefully. "Out of everyone here, you probably matter the most. Alright?"

He sweeps back hair that isn't even close to falling in Eddie's face. He just wants to see more of that blush.

"I was an idiot to hang around with Tommy when you were so close. But I learn, okay? Slowly, but I do learn. Not making that fuck up again."

[the_freak]

"..." Damn it. He glances away with a smile, but nods, "...you matter to me too, Steve. And not just to saying it cause you said it or whatever, but...you do."

He offers a reassuring smile. "Eh, I probably would've rejected you if you'd learned that lesson any time soon than you did, so...it's good you learn slow. 'Bout as slow as I do."

[farrahfawcetts]

Words seem inadequate. Steve just leans in and kisses Eddie again, melting into it and into the safety of the other's affection. It's been awhile since he's felt honestly safe in that way with someone. Probably not since the bathroom with Robin where he handed over his heart and she handed it back as gently as she possibly could.

This time however, he feels guarded. Cherished. Wanted. Steve feels like he is in the middle of a trust fall with someone who would never let him down. Not when it mattered. And even though he never thought he would find himself in a situation where this would happen, as Steve pulls back and looks Eddie over, he can feel the pull of gravity putting his stomach into flips;

He can feel himself falling. And he doesn't think he's going to do shit to stop it.

"I'm fine if we're both being slow together, I think," he muses. "If it means no rejection, I am definitely okay with it."

[the_freak]

He's not the only one. Not that Eddie really even knows how to properly work those feelings out for sure. But he thinks this is...different from anything he's felt before. More than a crush. More than lust.

"Slow together," he agrees with a soft smile.