your jacket our hearts

“You know, you should keep it.”Eddie tilted his head towards Steve, “Huh? Keep what? You? Because I was already planning on doing that if that wasn’t clear.”Steve smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to Eddie’s jaw, “Well, me too. But no, I meant the jacket.”“Why should I? From it's fancy little bag, I assumed you wanted to like, preserve it or something.”Steve shrugged, or as much as he could lying down, looking over at the closet, “Nah, that was my mom's idea. She said I needed to have it ‘in safekeeping’ or whatever. But I never wear it and it just reminds me of shittier times. At least this way, it means something.”orthis is based on a drabble i did a few weeks about about eddie customizing steve's varsity jacket with some added getting together, fluff, and feel good steddie moments.