Ship; Steddie

Fluff
(This is a pretty short one shot but I literally love it wit all my heart-)

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Eddie can't reach the light bulb so Stan comes to his rescue

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The sun is shining brightly as Stan stretches out on his back, tablet in hand as he reads a book. He pauses every now and then to highlight and comment on certain passages. He can hear the sounds of summer all around him: someone mowing a lawn, children shrieking with joy, dogs barking. It's nice.

He closes his eyes and pauses for a moment to take it all in. It's starting to get a little too warm to hike in the middle of the day, but early morning hikes were better in his opinion. He shifts a little, sighing, eyes still closed as he thinks about asking Eddie if he wants to hike the next morning..

As he lays there, he starts to hear other noises that don't match the easy going sounds of summer. And they are coming from inside the house.

He can hear his boyfriend, Eddie, grunting and swearing under his breath.

"You ok, baby love?" Stan calls through the open window.

"Fine, just fine." More grunting. A chair scrapes loudly on the wood floor.

Stan goes inside and sees Eddie pushing a chair to the hall light, clearly trying to change it, but he can't quite reach it from the floor. He climbs up onto the chair and wobbles dangerously. Heart skipping a beat, Stan rushes to steady him, putting an arm around his waist to keep him still. He knows that Eddie has done this countless times, and will do it countless more, but Stan's anxiety never quite accepts this each time Eddie tries to climb on all sorts of furniture and counters to get to where he wants without having to ask for help.

"Here, let me-" Stan pushes into his space.

"No, I've got it," Eddie mutters and tries to hold the bulb to the side, but Stan plucks the light bulb from his hand and easily replaces it, still holding Eddie close. When he finishes, he hands the old bulb to Eddie and then easily picks him up, holding him bridal style as Eddie shrieks in surprise.

"Thanks, asshole. I could have gotten in myself," Eddie says, sounding a little annoyed.

"That's what she said." They both laugh.

"You are the worst," Eddie says, a little lighter. "I could have gotten it."

"Yeah, but doing it this way means I get to rescue you and sweep you off your feet."

Eddie groans and shoves his hand in Stan's face, pushing him away. "You are so fucking cheesy Stanley Uris."

"Yeah, but you love me anyway."

"Yeah," Eddie agrees. "Yeah, I do." They lean in and kiss gently before Stan sets Eddie down and they put away the chair and throw away the light bulb. When they are done, they go back out to the patio couch Stan had been stretched out on, and Eddie curls up on Stan's chest, and just holds him close as Stan finds his spot in his book again.

Stan is already sweating from Eddie's added body heat, but Stan doesn't move, nor ask Eddie to move; he just rubs Eddie's back, and kisses his hair as he finds his place and keeps reading.