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He slowly lifts his gaze to meet hers, her eyes filled with confusion. He never told her, just like he never told Eddie the truth. It all comes crashing over him then, in his ex-girlfriend’s mother’s bathroom - something that felt so pathetic that it makes Steve’s stomach twist even more. “Rob.” He chokes out, voice scratchy, throat filled with the gunk he’d breathed into his lungs. He can’t speak, unable to find the words, just dumbly opening and closing his hand in front of her, desperately trying to get her to understand. Understand that he can’t, that this is - “All my fault.” He whimpers, the sound coming from his own throat so foreign and disgusting. He feels raw, torn up on the inside, his esophagus a mess of ash, sorrow, and god-knows-what else he’d breathed in when they were down there. Robin’s eyes widen. “No, no. None of this was your fault, Steve. Eddie made his choice, you couldn’t have stopped him.” Steve shakes his head so hard his brain feels like it’s scrambling. “I could have - I could have told him, Robbie. I didn’t tell him, I didn’t tell him I -” He shudders, squeezing his eyes shut. ----- A season 5 rewrite with Steve/Steddie-centric.

Fics like the great divide.

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