Eddie would sing Fat Bottomed Girls to Steve every chance he got.
On stage in front of thousands with grabby hands.
In the kitchen when Steve was "just trying to cook, Eds, for Christ's sake" giving his ass a few taps in time to his singing just to see it jiggle.
In the car where Steve had literally no escape and had to put up with it with a little frowny frown because he was trying so hard not to smile.
And when Robin had suspiciously been trying to keep his attention away from the stage at their wedding, Steve knew something was coming.
Steve had been expecting something to happen because Eddie was nothing if not a performer and to have an event centred around the two of them with their closest here to celebrate, he'd be more surprised if nothing happened.
But when whatever had been playing in the background faded out and he heard Eddie's voice boom out through the speakers-
Are you gonna take me home tonight?
Steve's eyes and Robin's grin grew wide at the same time.
Oh, down beside that red firelight
He hid his face in his hands, there were already whoops and wolf whistles from their gathered guests in his direction.
Are you gonna let it all hang out?
"Oh, don't pretend to be going bashful." Robin shouted at him, to be heard over Eddie's singing. "I've had to listen to too many horny thoughts from you about this song, you're so fucking in love right now, aren't you?"
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go 'round
Steve lifted his face, unable to hide his huge smile any longer. Robin gave him a shove in the direction of the dance floor where the crowd parted for him with nudges and slaps on the shoulder.
Hey, I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery, huh
Eddie was in his fucking element, bouncing around the small stage like it was Madison Square Garden.
He finally caught sight of Steve, who was red faced but couldn't stop grinning as he watched his now husband wave one hand down like he was mapping out curves.
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Hey, big woman
You made a bad boy out of me
He fought the urge to hide his face again, especially when he remembered just who was here.
Hopper, Joyce, Mrs. Henderson, Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair, fucking Wayne was here watching him getting sexually serenaded.
Eddie continued to sing while the Corroded Coffin boys played through with matching exasperated but delighted grins, obviously having a great time simultaneously playing and embarrassing the shit out of Steve.
He was drawn to Eddie like a magnet. He didn't even remember stepping closer but next thing he knew he was in front of the stage, a one man recipient to a show just for him.
Eddie reached out and for one terrifying moment, Steve thought he was going to touch his hair.
He did not spend hours on it this morning only for it to be messed up before one of them got to be bent over their honeymoon suite bed later that night.
Eddie seemed to have realised that too, at the last second redirecting his hand to stroke over Steve's cheek.
Oh, but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Hey, big woman, you gonna make a big man of me
The stage was low and it wasn't huge so Steve was only really at chest height, but he could tell in that moment and with those lyrics, all Eddie wanted to do was thrust his pelvis in Steve's face but thankfully he kept himself on a leash even though everyone behind Steve was still whooping and hollaring.
When the song finally closed out, Eddie threw the mic behind him, not much caring where it landed. Luckily for everyone's eardrums Grant managed to snatch it up with a scowl before it clattered to the ground.
Eddie wasn't paying attention though. He'd planted one hand on either of Steve's shoulders and jumped down from the stage, trusting that he'd be caught.
Which he was.
Eddie wrapped his legs around Steve's waist and Steve had to try very hard to not let his hands wander, so instead he locked his wrists under Eddie's thighs, maybe, just maybe getting away with a little pinch to the ass that only the Corroded Coffin boys could see.
They were extremely unbothered. They'd seen it all before. They'd seen much worse before.
"You're a menace." Steve grumbled, still unable to keep his smile away.
Eddie hummed in agreement, looking down on him from his higher position. "Your menace."
"My menace."
