~Steddie~ Steve was in his room, reading a book, listening to the sound of the rain and thunder, which was comforting to him..when he heard a knock at his front door. He sighed and put his bookmark in the book, keeping it laid on the bed, before he ran downstairs and opened the door, seeing a soaking wet Eddie at the door. His eyes widened and he brought him inside

“Jesus, Eddie.. you could catch a cold..” he said as he shut the door behind him “I’ll go get you some warm clothes, Ed’s.. why are you here? Are you okay?” Steve was always like the mom, always taking care of and worrying about his friends.