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Stan Pedro Pascal ✨

@cheekysmagic

Emily/23/Sagittarius/Bisexual

“Hey.”

Eddie looks up from the inventory sheet he’s bent over (the new shipment of records isn’t going to record itself – Christ, that was awful, Henderson is contagious) to see his coworker Kyle poking his head into the back room.

“Someone left something for you at the counter.”

“Who?” Eddie asks, brows furrowed.

Most everyone in town seems to have let the murder accusations drop (embarrassed enough by their own fanatical reactions that they’d much rather forget the whole thing), but a few people still treat him like a felon walking free; it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.

“Uh, real normie-looking guy. Gives you a ride sometimes.”

Eddie blinks. “Steve?”

“Yeah, sure.” Kyle shrugs. “Says you left it in his car.”

Whatever Eddie is expecting to see when he follows Kyle back out to the front counter of the music shop, a brown bag lunch isn’t it. He most certainly hadn’t left that in Steve’s car this morning.

Steve hadn’t even given him a ride that morning.

But it’s got his name on it, sure enough, in Steve’s weirdly neat handwriting. The asshole even drew a little heart next to it.

the year is 1990.

steve & eddie are summering in italy at the harrington’s vacation home.

the days are lazy.

afternoons are slow and peace lasts longer than a moment for once.

eddie kisses steve under olive trees. fucks him with all the windows open so he can feel the sun on his skin. the gentle breeze raising goosebumps. a beautiful reprieve from the endless heat.

steve’s hair lightens from mornings spent swimming laps in the pool. golden like the light that lives inside him.

eddie’s cheeks redden from late nights spent spinning ‘round the kitchen, through the cobblestone streets—twirling steve around him in a way that cements permanence.

happy just to be in his orbit. to be in the same universe as the boy with sun in his veins.

life is easier.

life doesn’t hurt the way it once did.

they’re in love.

they’re content.

they’re in no rush to be anywhere but exactly where they are.

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i feel like this was basically how the first weeks of them working together went before miguels universe exploded

*I prefer the spinnerets on the inside of the arm thats why they're there

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Of course I’m attracted to you. I’ve been crazy about you ever since you lit the candles. Kevin, you were the wish. The Broken Hearts Club: A Romantic Comedy (2000)