Tw Cigarette - Blog Posts
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“sure, here ya go.”, eddie nodded, fumbled to pull a cigarette from his pack and handed it to cole, along with the lighter. his eyes followed cole’s, dropping down to his ankle, brows drawn together in worried concern.
he shook his head. “no, you’re not going insane, man. i saw it, too. i mean, like, not what… what exactly dragged you down or anything but, uh, i was there.” eddie shrugged, pulled his lips into a polite smile - certainly not his best bid at reassuring someone that they weren’t losing their mind but hey, he’d tried.
the question, albeit expected, caught eddie somewhat off-guard. fingers flexing, he nearly dropped the cigarette, straightened his back, searched cole’s eyes. “uh, yeah. totally, totally, man. we’re, uh, we’re cool. yeah.” accompanied by eager nods,brows still drawn together.
they hadn’t had a chance to talk since the mall disaster, really, eddie had been preoccupied with committing arson, coming to terms with the fact that the supernatural was making a reappearance in town and kissing steve harrington, his schedule was quite busy these days. eddie had stopped by the music centre a couple of times, though he’d either been too nervous to talk to cole or had been roped into long, winding conversations about jazz and being a metalhead. so, yeah, they hadn’t talked. and now, apparently, it was time to do just that.
not that eddie hadn’t picked up on the fact that cole and adam were seemingly going strong again - the looks the two of them exchanged reminded him of one’s that he shared with steve, too, and the thought of it made a faint blush rise to his cheek.
he nodded again. “yeah, we’re cool. no worries. i…. saw that adam’s back in town. im happy for you, man. really.” said with a genuine smile, he patted cole’s shoulder. “and also he’s like smoking hot, so go you.”
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With a grateful smile, Cole took the cigarette from Eddie’s hands and lit it. He took an extended drag, hoping the hit of nicotine would numb the panic swirling around his insides. It had subsided to a dull ache now, to the point where he was just coexisting with it, but after the lake, it was loud again. He was determined not to let it show, lest he worried Adam.
Cole nodded, his lips pulled into a thin smile. It was reassuring for his sanity, at least, but he couldn’t deny that it is not what he wanted to hear. “You’ve known about... this stuff for a while, right?” he asked, meeting Eddie’s eyes. “Does it get... I don’t know, easier?” Everyone else seemed relatively well-adjusted, like they were taking all of this in stride, though, Cole supposed that could just be for show.
He couldn’t help but smile at Eddie’s characteristically nervous response. “Okay,” Cole breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, yeah. I just wanted to... check in, I guess.” He paused, sucked on the cigarette again. “Because you’re not half bad, and I think it’d be cool if we were friends,” he suggested.
It would be hard for Cole to forget the relief he’d felt when Eddie had approached him at the mall-- not in a romantic way, the kissing had been good and all-- but because Eddie was also like him. Other than Adam, Cole hadn’t met anyone he could be honest with. And that was refreshing. Maybe even one day, after the dust settled and Cole had finally told Adam, all of them could be friends.
A blush rose to Cole’s cheeks at the other’s comment. “Shit. I didn’t realize we were so obvious,” he said with a breathy laugh. But it was probably true; this time around, Cole cared very little about who saw and more about being near Adam. “Thanks. I know he is,” Cole gushed. Even after all this time, Adam’s smile made him feel like he was staring at the sun. “And he’s like... an incredible person,” Cole said, dopey smile and all.
Feeling exposed, Cole quickly turned the conversation back to Eddie. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you and King Steve,” he raised a brow, lifting his cigarette once more to give him a chance to respond.
