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Prompt Day 25: smoking section | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: smoking | POV: Eddie | Pairing(s): Steddie | Tags: Famous Corroded Coffin, AU - no Upside Down, sharing a cigarette (the sluttiest thing two people can do)
“You’re him, right? The music guy?”
Eddie looks up from his examination of his fingernails. There’s a guy standing in the entrance of the smokers’ section, wearing a polo shirt that denotes him as venue barstaff. He’s got a glorious swoop of hair, that Eddie, as something of a hair guy himself, can appreciate. He also looks exhausted – understandable, given Corroded Coffin had packed the house out tonight. Poor guy was probably run off his feet.
“The music guy?” Eddie echoes, around his cigarette. He doesn’t do groupies, so if this is that then he’ll be pretending to be anyone other than who he is.
“Yeah,” the guy says, though a note of doubt does creep into his tone. Perhaps not. “You know, with the guitar or whatever.”
He mimes playing the guitar, which – dorky. Cute. It’s both. Eddie likes both, so to speak, he plays for both teams. He runs his eyes over the guy again, noting he’s very good-looking. “That’s me,” he says, chuckling. He digs in his pocket for his pack, and holds it out. “Want one?”
The guy takes one, and Eddie lights it for him. He mirrors Eddie, leaning against the wall with about a foot between them. Eddie watches him in his peripheral vision; he takes a few leisurely drags, tipping his head back against the wall and closing his eyes.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Eddie asks, after a while. He’s curious, but not hopeful – Mr Handsome looks very straight-laced, very pop-rock, very church on Sundays.
“I could see this much of you from the bar,” the guy says, framing his face between his two hands from his eyebrows to the top of his head.
“And yet you still came looking, huh?” Eddie can’t help himself, can’t help dipping his toe in the waters to test them – he’s a born flirt.
Gorgeous shoots him a bitchy sideways look that sets Eddie’s heart aflutter, especially when the corner of his mouth twitches ever-so-slightly. “I don’t know that the sound is for me,” he says, with distaste, the way one would say a daily colonoscopy is not for them.
Eddie might be in love.
“Ed! Come on dude, we gotta go!” Jeff calls from the doorway. Eddie lifts himself away from the wall, ashing his cigarette and tossing Handsome a charming grin and a waggle of his fingers.
“See you tomorrow night,” he croons, following Jeff out.
***
“It could grow on me,” Mr Handsome says, appearing and taking his spot against the wall in the smokers’ section near Eddie.
“What could? Mould? Probably need to get that checked, big boy.”
Oh that look of bitchy contempt. Eddie’s going to write a love song about it.
“I mean, if you want to compare your music to mould,” he says, lifting a brow. He sticks out his hand and opens and closes it in a give me gesture. Eddie’s already handing over a cigarette.
“Either way, you came back,” Eddie says, running his tongue along his bottom lip. Mr Handsome’s gaze follows the motion for a flicker of a heartbeat before it darts away.
“I work here. I have to come back.”
“No, I think it’s me, I think you’re obsessed with me and you’re Corroded Coffin’s biggest fan,” Eddie teases. Their shoulders brush, leather against polo. Behind Mr Beautiful’s head, Gareth appears, gesturing for Eddie to hurry up.
“There’s that famous rockstar ego, huh?” Handsome says.
“Guilty. I’ll see you tomorrow night,” Eddie calls over his shoulder as he leaves. “Third and final show.”
“I wouldn’t count on it!”
***
Gorgeous is already waiting for him the next night.
“Steve.” When Eddie lifts a questioning brow, Gorgeous points at himself. “I’m Steve.”
He doesn’t offer Eddie a pack of cigarettes – he offers Eddie his own lit one. Eddie takes it, their fingertips brushing. Steve watches Eddie bring the cigarette to his lips, his eyes trained on Eddie’s mouth, on the way they indirectly kiss by touching the same spot. Eddie feels it so acutely, more than he has in a long time – the loneliness of the road and the lifestyle that he’s been ignoring, the deep longing for his person. It’s a strange thing, to miss someone you haven’t even met yet.
But Eddie’s had the beautiful bartender – Steve – on his mind for two days now.
And Eddie… well Eddie’s never exactly played it safe.
“You know the French have a saying,” he begins, conversationally, “‘qui allume encule,’ which roughly says, ‘light their cigarette, fuck them in the ass.’” He holds the cigarette out for Steve to take back.
He’s gone very still though, and Eddie tenses, suddenly aware that Steve is clearly athletic stock; probably well and truly capable of kicking Eddie’s ass. Maybe he read this wrong, maybe Steve wasn’t looking at him like that, maybe he’s been alone so long he can’t read signs anymore–
“You just threatening me with a good time, or you gonna follow through?” Steve asks, low and husky.
Eddie blinks, because he didn’t realise they were standing so close – they’re facing each other, their shoulders against the wall, a scant six inches between their chests. Eddie can smell his delicious cologne, and see the green in his hazel eyes. Steve tilts his head, rocking a little closer. They’re alone in this smokers’ section, the venue already closed up for the night.
“I’m leaving tomorrow,” Eddie says regretfully. His hand finds Steve’s hip, and slips around to his lower back.
Steve shrugs. “I don’t like this job much. My best friend has always wanted to design band merch.” Both his hands rest on Eddie’s chest.
“Did you just hire yourself to my crew?” Their noses brush.
“Someone has to come keep your ego in check.” Steve’s mouth ghosts against the corner of Eddie’s lips.
“I promise you none of this is deflating my ego,” Eddie says, and before Steve can answer, he captures his open mouth in a kiss.
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They're shooting the shit in the Centaurs' locker room after practice and somehow the conversation gets around to hall passes, which then somehow, inexplicably, evolves into the guys talking about their 'exceptions'.
"Exceptions from what?" Shane asks, confused, only just now tuning into the conversation after spending the past ten minutes finishing up his routine (tm).
Dykstra shrugs. "Like you know how everyone has one person they'd theoretically go gay for?" Then, realizing who he's talking to, "Or straight for, I guess."
"I don't know," Shane says. This team really is different from the Metros. "Is this common knowledge?"
"Kind of," Holmberg chimes in. "Like for me, it would be Jason Momoa. I mean, have you seen those arms?"
Shane doesn't know who Jason Momoa is, so he just politely nods.
"I'd go for any of the Chrises, really," Hayes says. "Hemsworth, Pine, Evans..."
Ilya blows a raspberry. "Such basic answers. And this is blatant discrimination, how am I meant to play?"
"I'm picking that bartender at Monks with the snake tattoo," Young says, blatantly ignoring his Captain. "He seems like the sweet but dangerous type, you know?"
"It's not just celebrities?" Shane asks. "Are you actually gonna ask him out, then?"
Young shakes his head. "It's still just theoretical. I've never met a guy I'd actually go gay for but this is like... if I had to pick a guy."
"What about you, Hollander?" Dykstra asks, elbowing Shane. "Who's your exception? Theoretical, obviously, we know you're super gay."
"I'm regular-" Shane presses his lips together, annoyed. "Whatever."
"Don't be boring and say Rose Landry," Ilya warns.
Shane was gonna say Rose but as he pauses to think, he realizes he's got a better answer. "Actually, it would probably be Sveta."
Ilya blinks. "What?"
"Svetlana Vetrova," Shane says, like Ilya's issue is not knowing which Sveta he's talking about. "She's pretty, we get along great. And she knows everything about hockey, so we'd never run out of stuff to talk about."
Here is where Ilya should make fun of Shane for picking a beautiful woman he'd theoretically sleep with and only wanting to talk to her. About hockey.
That is what he would do, if his brain wasn't still lagging three paces behind. What the hell does Shane mean he'd go straight for Sveta?
"Nice pick," Dykstra congratulates him on. "She'd go for it, I think."
She would. This is terrible.
"Does that matter?" Shane asks, wanting to know the exact perimeters of this game. "Does that get you extra points?"
Dykstra laughs. "There are no points, it's not that kind of game."
Shane hums and promptly loses interest, realizing this is not something he can win at.
Meanwhile, Ilya is still quietly stewing over it would probably be Sveta. It's stupid and on some level, he knows that. Shane is super gay, no matter how he protests that moniker. Even if he wasn't, Ilya is it for him. There is nothing for Ilya to get jealous over.
Still, he should probably remind Shane who he belongs to. Thoroughly, over the course of a few hours.
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the boys get bullied a ton but I kinda want to play with max getting bullied. because teenage girl bullying is SO insidious and traumatizing high school girls are truly a different BREED when they don’t like you. and surely at least one of the basketball guys has a freshman aged sister who will take up the family grudges (like Lucas and Erica but evil)
my little crumb of opinion in troy bashing week is that I think Ilya would understand why Shane’s upset and respect that - even if it’s not a fully realised cross-sectional understanding of how both Shane’s race and queerness impact their public relationship differently than Troy’s.
Despite RR not feeling the need to explore it, I think Ilya would be made to be very aware of the fact he was dating one of the very few POC in the mlh (based on other characters in the universe and reference to the current nhl which is overwhelmingly white) and wouldn’t be completely oblivious to his struggle.
Ilya would be told thinly veiled micro-aggressions about Shane and his Japanese heritage both during and after the media outrage as if he was supposed to laugh and nod along to clear attempts to mock his husband, and I think he would take a stand against it and learn to recognise the patterns and lines of questions leading up to it, including probably in the way Troy treated Shane.
Maybe Shane didn’t directly tell Ilya about all of the slurs Troy murmured at him on the ice but Ilya can infer it based on the obvious way Troy and Dallas would pick Shane out as a punching bag. I think Ilya should be mad at Troy for Shane for a while and take a little longer to warm up to him, and the only reason he didn’t in canon is because RR doesn’t really care about exploring Shane specifically and his interpersonal struggles specifically around race beyond Ilya. This doesn’t mean that it doesn’t have the capacity to exist in a larger space.
Shane is right to have reservations about Troy and be jealous and no matter how that looks in the long term, I think Troy deserves to properly sit in that discomfort without being told that he’s “suffered enough” and should be absolved of all he’s done to hurt people, and Shane deserves to not have the responsibility of being the bigger person for once and not have to work for someone’s forgiveness for something he shouldn’t even be blamed for.
(the amount of times I’ve said “I think” are to make sure we all understand this is my personal opinion and not objective fact)
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Today is the birthday of the most wonderful and amazing Shadowhunter out there: Alexander Gideon Lightwood-Bane. I’m so SO proud of him and everything he has achieved! He has a husband who loves him, a supportive family, the work that he deserves and two amazing children! What’s your fav quote of Alec?
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I imagine that Scott initially refused a pre-nup. He wanted to shower Kip with money early in their relationship and he would genuinely believe they could never get divorced. But Kip insisted and outright refused to get married without one. So Scott wrote the most generous pre-nup in existence to prove how stupid and unnecessary he thought it was (over his lawyers strenuous objections). Kip argued it was too generous but Scott wouldn't budge and so finally Kip just sighs and signs it.
Two years later they actually get divorced and suddenly Kip is walking away with the penthouse apartment, a holiday house in the Hamptons, and a $28 million stock portfolio (he refused any of the real estate portfolio). Scott is homeless and living out of a hotel room somewhere while Kip goes on a donation drive like a scaled down version of Bezos' ex wife.
Shane loses all respect for Scott when he finds out he signed such a terrible pre-nup. Scott tries to scoff and be like "what like you and Rozanov have an ironclad pre-nup?" And Shane is like "well we're never getting divorced and also my husband is the best captain in the NHL so he has his own money but yes of course the son of Yuna Hollander has a pre-nup what the fuck Scott"
Ilya overhears this and feels insanely horny about Scott Hunter getting the Shane Hollander bitchy self-righteous experience TM and they fuck about it extensively.
Watching Kip publicly liquidate his portfolio has Shane worried for his mental health and he stages an intervention with Kip offering to connect him with his financial advisors. The meeting becomes more and more strained as Shane finds out that Kip also owns half the Kingfisher and Shane starts freaking out about such a high risk, cash flow intensive asset and that Kip really needs to maintain a more balanced portfolio to prop up a vanity investment like that. Kip eventually just storms out.
