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Summary:

A recording of 'where it counts' by Adure

They finish the movie and when Steve pulls away, it's like Eddie's been branded, Steve's palm permanently emblazoned on his skin through his jeans. He must notice Eddie's hard-on but he doesn't say anything. They talk about the movie while Eddie keeps the blanket piled in his lap and wills his dick to calm down.

"Next week?" Eddie asks on his way out, voice clumsy, tripping between words.

"Yeah," Steve holds the door open for him, smiles easily like Eddie's not holding his jacket in front of him. So fucking obvious. "Next week."

(Steve and Eddie have a series of movie nights.)