[As far as Eddie's concerned, it's not bad, it's not even remotely bad. It's fun, his mind is clear and hazy with alcohol all at once, he's focused on Taako and how pretty he is and not regret or guilt or sadness or homesickness or Iris. When Taako throws the packet of powder up, pops it with a burst of magic, Eddie laughs out loud.
He's still laughing as Taako leans in to kiss him, his mouth slightly open, his posture loose and comfortable, and his arm slides around Taako's waist, he leans in and tilts his head and kisses back, eyes sinking shut, and he lets go of Taako's hand just so he can finally slide into his hair at the side of his head. Taako is warm and his mouth is soft and Eddie's skin is tingling where the powder hits, and for a moment, it's totally, absolutely perfect.]
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He's still laughing as Taako leans in to kiss him, his mouth slightly open, his posture loose and comfortable, and his arm slides around Taako's waist, he leans in and tilts his head and kisses back, eyes sinking shut, and he lets go of Taako's hand just so he can finally slide into his hair at the side of his head. Taako is warm and his mouth is soft and Eddie's skin is tingling where the powder hits, and for a moment, it's totally, absolutely perfect.]