the real punk rock

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ secret bf!eddie not being able to control himself around you

you haven’t told anyone about your relationship yet — wanting to keep the intimacy of your brand new fling to yourselves for the time being.

as the days and weeks go by, you and eddie are finding it increasingly harder to do so.

especially today, when you’re all at steve’s house cooling off from the harsh indiana summer heat.

your swimsuit has eddie’s mouth watering. you look so fucking hot, with your nipples poking through the fabric and your ass barely peeking out from underneath.

it takes him a minute to register that steve is calling out to him, and it takes him even longer to realize he’d completely zoned out staring at you.

but he doesn’t give a shit. not anymore. not when you look this damn good.

before you can even process what’s going on, eddie’s hands are on your hips, turning you away from robin to plant his lips firmly against yours.

you melt into him, arms wrapping around the back of his neck. you can feel him smile against your lips as he kisses you one more time before nuzzling his nose with yours.

“sorry, sweetheart,” he whispers, “couldn’t help myself.”

you’re about to respond when you’re cut off by steve yelling, “ha!! i knew it!!!! robin, you owe me twenty bucks!!”

It matters that we resist.