A V-Card for V-Day

“Woah, woah, woah, hold on a second, Munson. Are you saying you've 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 kissed anyone before?”Steve's lying on the plush carpet of his living room, holding his arms up in front of himself to emphasize his request for a pause in the conversation.“Like, ever?”“Like, ever,” Eddie confirms from his seat on Steve's couch. He’s glad he can focus on rolling their second joint of the evening instead of something distracting, like the warmth that's spreading up his neck to his face or the flexing muscles of Steve's forearms as he rubs his eyes in apparent disbelief.