"Okay, I'm changing the tape."

"Why?" Steve groaned as Eddie got up and fiddled with the tape deck. "Do we have to listen to people screaming?"

"No, let's try something different."

Steve sat up as the opening guitar rifts started. It didn't sound that bad but he knew from experience now how quickly a song could change.

"Eddie, I swear..."

"It's a love song!" Eddie grinned and turned up the music. To Steve's surprise, he began to dance.

"Eddie?"

"Come on, Steve." Eddie held out his hands and after a pause, Steve took them, getting up from the bed. "Let me put my love into you, babe."

"That is so cheesy."

"Let me woo you." Eddie pulled him closer and they started revolving slowly. It didn't fit the tune at all but neither of them cared. "We've never danced together."

"Ah yes, AC/DC, the perfect first dance music." Steve smiled and suddenly dipped Eddie whose eyes went wide, arms locking around his neck. "Good thing I can improvise."

"You can dance?"

"Took lessons when I was a kid, my mother insisted. Never had any use for it though." As he pulled Eddie up again his smile turned soft. "Aren't you supposed to be wooing me, not the other way around?"

"My dance moves aren't as smooth as yours-" He still managed to spin Steve, hugging him from behind. "You spark a fire in me. Crazy feelings, got me reeling."

"I like your voice," Steve hummed softly, leaning back so he could kiss Eddie's cheek.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He turned to kiss Eddie properly, moving back onto the bed as the song ended. "Consider me wooed."

Eddie laughed into his neck, rolling so he was kneeling over Steve. "This is our song now."

"No," He groaned. "You can't do that! Besides, I've serenaded you with Head Over Heels before. That's our song."

"And whilst that was nice-"

Steve scoffed. "Nice?"

"Okay, okay, it was very romantic." Eddie kissed him hotly and Steve forgot what he was even annoyed about. "My point is this is the song we danced to."

"So it's our wedding song?"

Eddie's eyes lit up and he bounced into a sitting position. "Yes!"

"No. We're not dancing to a song with the lyrics; Let me cut your cake with my knife."

"Why not?" Steve didn't bother responding. Instead, Eddie conceded after a pause. "Alright but it's still our song."

"Only if-"

"Yes, Head Over Heels can be our wedding song."

"Deal." Steve pulled him down for another kiss, murmuring against his lips. "Did we just get engaged?"

"Talk to me when it's legal."