Addams Family Steddie AU Part 3
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To preface, a bitch is sick rn so if you see any typos, no you didn’t lol
“Robin, this is serious.”
Steve can perfectly see Robin rolling her eyes through the phone as she says, “Oh, right, I’m so sorry your fiance-to-be is the perfect boyfriend who takes you on wonderful dates and romances you every single second you’re together.”
“I’m starting to think you’re jealous.”
“I’d only be jealous if Eddie had tits.”
“He’d probably get some if I asked.”
In the silence that follows, Steve can imagine Robin’s scrunched face: her crinkled nose and curled lips and generally disgusted eyebrow furrow. He counts down from six in his head and then mouths along as Robin says, “I’d hang up if I weren’t so invested in your love life.”
“For someone so invested, you’re not helping.”
He hears a put-upon sigh through the speaker and returns it with a sigh of his own. Steve gives up on sitting properly and collapses back onto his bed, staring at the unmoving ceiling fan Hulyet is currently hanging from to nap.
“Fine, fine, what’s the actual problem again?” Robin asks, her question followed by the sound of her shutting a book (one of her science textbooks based on the sound it makes when closing) so she can give Steve her full attention.
“Eddie is always planning our dates, and they’re always really good, right? So I want to plan a date in return, but I have no clue how to plan something we’ll both equally enjoy. In fact, I have no clue how Eddie plans our dates in the first place.”
“Just start with something he likes and try to find something you’ll like in it.”
“Okay, say it again, but pretend I’m five.”
Robin sighs again, and Steve hears the creaking of her bed as she collapses onto it. “Okay, the last date he planned, it was a hockey game, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So, you like sports. Hockey is an obvious jump from there, but was Eddie also having fun at the game?”
Steve hums, reviewing their date from the week before. He hadn’t expected Eddie to pull out hockey tickets, but he’d looked forward to it nonetheless. The game itself was fun, and the rink was cold enough that Steve had been able to scoot closer to Eddie and complain about being chilly.
Of course, Eddie’s immediate response was to pull out a lighter, open it, and flick a flame to life while asking, “How big of a fire do you want, Stevie?”
For a brief moment, Steve had considered the question. But then he’d realized a fire would disrupt the hockey game, so they probably shouldn’t start one.
After grabbing the lighter and stuffing it into his own pocket, Steve leaned closer and whispered, “Wouldn’t you rather put your arm around me?” Eddie had lit up, and his smile was wide enough to make Steve feel blinded as he wrapped an arm around Steve’s waist and pulled him closer.
It had been wonderful and romantic, right up until both of them got way too into the game and completely forgot about cuddling in favor of shouting at the players to hit harder and actually draw some blood to get the puck.
Steve smiles a little at the memory. “Yeah, he enjoyed the violence.”
“Well, we all enjoy seeing buff people get a little bloody,” Robin says, and Steve can see the way she’s nodding like a wise man. “Anyway, he probably knew he’d enjoy the whole violence part of the sport. So, follow that formula.”
“What formula are you seeing here?”
“Thing fiance-to-be likes plus a small part of it you could probably enjoy equals romance. If that’s too hard, just get him a gift and plan the date around that.”
Well, it sounds easy when she says it like that. “Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Because I’m the genius here, obviously. Now go plan a date so you can tell me all about it later. And I expect details, Steven. Sordid details. If I’m not quivering in my bodice, what’s the fucking point.”
“You don’t even have a bodice. And my name isn’t Steven.”
“I’ll get one, and your name is whatever’s comedically appropriate.”
“I found a good website for bodices and corsets, actually. I can send it to you.”
“What are you doing on that website, Steve?” Robin asks, her voice light and eager.
Steve smirks, pulling the phone away from his ear and saying, “Wouldn’t you like to know,” before quickly hanging up. The phone stays silent for three whole seconds before Robin immediately calls back, but Steve is too busy laughing to actually pick up.
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