"If I was hitting on you, you'd know it," Steve replies with a flirty smirk, letting himself just lean into it because they're all just kidding around, and it doesn't mean anything. He's with Maeve. And he's not into guys. That should probably be the first reason, because he's not.

"What ideas?" He asks Maeve, eyes widening a little as he looks between Eddie and Maeve as they lean in toward each other. Steve feels the wild urge to grab the back of their heads and push their mouths together like dolls, and he blinks a few times to clear it. "What's going on in that beautiful and terrifying mind of yours?"