Still, I... Usually try to clean up a bit if I have guests. I just don't have a lot of those.
[ The condoms on the bedside table don't really help his case, there. The worst part is they're only there because he just bought them and forgot to put them away. As much as he'd like to be the playboy rock god he dreams of being, he still lives in Hawkins. Limited options. He's never really done relationships so much as hookups, and most of those take place elsewhere. Hence why there's another box of them in the backpack he keeps in the van (among other things). Gotta stay prepared.
Not that it's going to matter much if they don't hurry up and get out of here. They're both red in the face, and Chrissy's right - there's no way she can get dressed by herself like this. So he gently takes the clothes back from her, and with a deep breath, he kneels down on the floor to hold the boxers out for her. ]
Here, just -- step into these, okay? You can lean on me if you need.
[ Once Chrissy steps into the legs, Eddie averts his gaze to pull them up to her hips. They're baggy, but they're better than nothing. Next up is the t-shirt, so he stands again, steps behind her to untie the back of the hospital gown. It's a far, far cry from the way he'd like to undress anyone, her least of all, but she needs his help. It's not the time to think with his dick, even if he feels his heart race when he slips the gown off her shoulders.
He bunches the shirt up so it's easier for her to get her head and arms through and moves to hold it out in front of her, catching a glance of her mostly-bare torso before turning his head away. ]
I know it's not really your style, but hey. Maybe I'll make a Maiden fan out of you yet.
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[ The condoms on the bedside table don't really help his case, there. The worst part is they're only there because he just bought them and forgot to put them away. As much as he'd like to be the playboy rock god he dreams of being, he still lives in Hawkins. Limited options. He's never really done relationships so much as hookups, and most of those take place elsewhere. Hence why there's another box of them in the backpack he keeps in the van (among other things). Gotta stay prepared.
Not that it's going to matter much if they don't hurry up and get out of here. They're both red in the face, and Chrissy's right - there's no way she can get dressed by herself like this. So he gently takes the clothes back from her, and with a deep breath, he kneels down on the floor to hold the boxers out for her. ]
Here, just -- step into these, okay? You can lean on me if you need.
[ Once Chrissy steps into the legs, Eddie averts his gaze to pull them up to her hips. They're baggy, but they're better than nothing. Next up is the t-shirt, so he stands again, steps behind her to untie the back of the hospital gown. It's a far, far cry from the way he'd like to undress anyone, her least of all, but she needs his help. It's not the time to think with his dick, even if he feels his heart race when he slips the gown off her shoulders.
He bunches the shirt up so it's easier for her to get her head and arms through and moves to hold it out in front of her, catching a glance of her mostly-bare torso before turning his head away. ]
I know it's not really your style, but hey. Maybe I'll make a Maiden fan out of you yet.