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Steve snaps at Eddie.

It happens so fast he doesn't have a chance to stop himself. "Can you just fucking shut up about it?! It's not happening." He's never seen Eddie flinch so hard. He presses his lips into a thin line and looks away from Steve. The cigarette they were sharing now discarded in the ashtray.

Steve wants to apologise, but he knows if he tries to speak again it'll just come out wrong and angry. Eddie had started talking about Nancy again. He's so hellbent on getting Steve and Nancy back together even though Steve has explained over and over that that's not what he wants. It's so frustrating and he can't figure out why Eddie is so determined to play matchmaker.

"Guess I'll go." Eddie murmurs, so uncharacteristically quiet it makes Steve feel sick to his stomach. He did this. He shouldn't have yelled at him like that.

Steve snags the chain on Eddie's pants and pulls him back down onto the plush couch. They were smoking inside Steve's lounge room because it's too cold outside; their fingers nearly went blue when they tried to sit out there for 5 minutes. "Eddie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. It's just... why do you keep bringing it up?"

Eddie shrugs and tugs a piece of hair in front of his face. "Dunno, you guys just seem like a perfect match." He's avoiding Steve's eyes, choosing to stare at the wine stain on the white carpet instead.

Steve runs a hand through his hair and sighs. "That part of my life is over. I don't love her like that anymore. We're just friends." Steve tries to meet Eddie's eyes as he says quietly, "I- I like someone.. else."

Eddie stiffens and Steve watches as he masks the clear hurt written on his face with his best winning smile. He nudges Steve with his elbow, almost a little too painfully. "Oh? Well, I guess I'm trying to match you up with the wrong person then. Who is the lucky girl?"

Steve exhales shakily and when Eddie finally meets his eyes, he whispers, "You."

Of course it’s got the little marshmallows in it Eddie. Uncle Wayne knows how to make hot cocoa ☕️

u ever see someone with extremely fucked up views (or actions) and think wowww if a couple of things in my life went the tiniest bit differently that would have been me

dean would absolutely lose cas at grocery stores and go around asking people "hey have you seen a little guy in a trench coat? 'bout yea high? [hand at his shoulder] peach fuzz, devastatingly handsome? sensible shoes? just kind of a weird, dorky little guy?"

everybody is on the lookout for some short, questionably dressed mystery man and meanwhile cas, 6' tall, shaped not unlike a shot putter, is standing at the checkout scrutinizing the tabloids like "...i'm not sure there's any veracity to these claims" while the cashier's register throws a fatal error bc she accidentally lasered him with the barcode scanner and it saw infinity

for the deancas requests in my askbox, i made this gay romance novel cover

I made stew. It was awesome. I love potatoes.

30+ year old women are the backbone of this website