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Read this post, got inspired. Platonic steddie, Enimies to friends, trans eddie, no mention of upside down but it could be pre Upside down.

Steve was pulled into the principal's office by Mr. Norman, the gym teacher who had the pleasure of having the lunch shift. Mr. Norman's other arm was pulling in Eddie, who struggled against his hold.

"Get off of me, man, I didn't even do anything!" Eddie spat at him.

"You punched Steven in the face."

"It was self defense!" Eddie retaliated.

"I barely touched you, Munson," Steve retorted.

"Okay, then it was pre self defense." Eddie bit back.

"Excuse me!" Principal Donner yelled from behind his desk. Eddie and Steve got quiet. "Sit down, both of you."

"Now, explain to me what happened."

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Mr. Norman let go of them and they dropped into the chairs in front of the desk, Eddie giving Steve the dirtiest look he could muster and Steve rolling his eyes so hard his head moved with it.

"He was yelling about... I dont know, his stupid issues with rich people again, and it was getting on my nerves," Steve started.

"The wealth gap, Steven, is an unrelenting problem," Eddie started before Steve cut him off with a "WhatEVER, dude!"

"So instead of engaging in a civil conversation, golden boy here resorted to physical aggression. I'm all for a good fight, but I'm not too keen on getting punished for self defense," Eddie explained to principal Donner.

"Edith, you know our rules about fighting," Steve's eyes flicked over to Eddie, watching him lock up, "You cannot physically assault--"

"Wait, whoa, hold on!" Steve cut in. "Eddie. His name is Eddie."

The Principal let out a belabored sigh.

"HER name is Edith, and she would do well to drop this silly act and come to terms with who she is."

Steve heard Eddie mumble something under his breath.

"Excuse me, Miss Munson?"

"I said--"

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Steve pushed through the double doors to the parkinglot fifteen minutes after most of the school had left. It had taken him a while to explain to coach Becker why he had Saturday detention for the next three weeks.

Across the parkinglot, leaning against the trunk of his car, was Eddie. Steve sucked in a breath and headed towards him.

"Hey." He said once he got close.

"Hey," Eddie shot back, pulling out his pack of cigarettes and holding it out to Steve, taking a drag of the one he already had in his hand. Steve took one with an appreciative nod before bending towards the lighter Eddie pulled out of his pocket.

"So, how'd the coach take it?"

Steve sighed out a stream of smoke. "Not great. Especially when I told him how long."

"Ya know, if you hadn't laughed at what I said it probably would have only been one Saturday," Eddie noted. Steve shrugged and settled in next to Eddie, leaning against the Bimmer.

"Couldn't help it. That was a solid comeback."

"I aim to please." Eddie hummed.

"Look, man, I'm sorry I came after you today. Just sometimes you just have it wrong."

"What, you think there isn't a huge gap between people like us?"

"No, I mean, yeah, maybe in some ways, but my life isn't sunshine and rainbows, you know, I have, like, problems."

Eddie eyed Steve before nodding, "Yeah. you're right. I might have... made some assumptions." Eddie admitted.

"It's okay. I know what my life looks like." Steve replied, taking another drag, blowing out more smoke.

"That was cool, you know, standing up for me like that." Eddie mused, eyes straight ahead. He felt Steve shrug.

"Donner got it wrong. Wasn't gonna let him sit there and... be insulting."

"That's uh... good of you." Eddie cleared his throat, "I'm sorry I hit you, too."

"I've had worse... and I was asking for it. I'm sorry I shoved you like that."

"Yeah, well, no worries. I've had worse too." Eddie replied.

Steve put his cigarette between his lips and held out his right hand. "Truce?" He asked, cigarette dangling.

"Truce," Eddie agreed, shaking his hand.

They were quiet for a minute before Steve began to chuckle softly.

"What?" Eddie asked, grinning at him.

"I just can't believe you said that to him!" Steve said, chuckle rolling into a full laugh that Eddie couldn't help but join.

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Steve retaliates by singing mmm mmm mmm by the crash test dummies in the worst baritone voice.

I feel, in my heart of hearts, that when She don't use jelly by the flaming lips cokes out Eddie would get it stuck in his head and sing it in the most obnoxious voice to piss Steve off. and Robin too. they hate it.

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I feel, in my heart of hearts, that when She don't use jelly by the flaming lips comes out Eddie would get it stuck in his head and sing it in the most obnoxious voice to piss Steve off. and Robin too. they hate it.

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One of the reasons why I love Steddie is how sweet Eddie was with Steve in the forest scene. That’s what got me into this ship. It was nice to see someone being patient and kind to Steve like that and it coming from someone like Eddie who viewed Steve so differently means a lot.

I loved how he told him how much Dustin looks up to him, making Steve smile and even after that wanting to joke around a little to make Steve laugh as well.

It was such a nice change, because all the other scenes we just see him bickering with someone or people making him seem stupid when he asks questions. Eddie didn’t make fun of him for not knowing Ozzy like he probably would have prior to things and instead let it be and called Steve cool. I love them.

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Another mini fic. cutesy. Eddie is an idiot. 1880 words.

Thanksgiving, 1986.

Eddie smiled into the phone as Joyce listed off all the people who were going to be at their early Thanksgiving.  “Argyle is flying in from California, and Dustin is bringing his mom.  You and your uncle should come! The more the merrier!”

“That sounds great, Mrs. Byers.  We’d love to.”  Eddie replied.

“Oh good!  Remember, Friday at 3:30, we’ll eat at 4:30.”

“We’ll be there.”

Eddie hung up the phone and left a note for Wayne.  He wouldn’t be home until 4 in the morning.  Eddie was sure he would have something to say about it.  “Ain’t got nothin’ to bring,” or “Three’s a crowd, not sure what to call twenty.”  But he would go. Hopper would have a glass of whisky for him, and they would sit out on the porch after dinner swapping war stories.

What worried Eddie more was his… situation with Steve.  See, earlier in the week he and Steve had gone to the movies.  They had had a nice time, a really good time, even, and for a few months Eddie had sensed something building between them.  He just couldn’t believe it was anything close to what he deeply, deeply hoped for.  He was so in his head about it that after the movies, when Steve dropped him back at the trailer, Eddie panicked.  Acted like a virgin idiot, really.  Steve had parked the car, glanced up at the dark trailer before turning towards Eddie.

“I had a really good time tonight.”  He had said.

“Uh, yeah, it was nice.”  Eddie replied, tense in his seat because he could sense something coming from Steve.

“Yeah, nice.”  Steve mused and then Eddie made the fatal mistake of looking at him.  Steve was sort of leaning towards him, elbow on the armrest between the seats, head tilted ever so slightly, eyes soft.

“Yup!”  Eddie squeaked out and then grabbed the door handle, throwing the door open and tripping out of the car like he was being chased by the devil.  “We should, uh, do it again sometime.  Bye!”  He bumbled out before slamming the door and launching himself up the porch stairs and into the trailer.

He hadn’t really talked to Steve since.

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So, that Friday, when he and Wayne were welcomed into the Byers’ home, he wasn’t sure what to expect.  Wayne was immediately pulled away by Hopper and a glass of whiskey, leaving Eddie to shuffle awkwardly towards the living room.  Once the kids saw him, he had something to keep him occupied, until all the hugs were given out and Nancy brought him a drink.  He hadn’t seen Steve yet.

“Uh, where’s Max?  Not here yet?”  Eddie asked as he accepted the drink.

“Oh!  She’s with Will and El in the kitchen.  They’re helping Mrs. Byers with the cooking,” Nancy explained.

“I should go say hi.”  Eddie stepped away from the living room towards the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks when he got to the threshold.  There, next to Mrs. Byers at the stove, was Steve, with his knit, red sweater and a towel over his shoulder, like some sort of Christmas romance movie hero.

“Eddie’s here!”  He heard Will say before he could tear his eyes away from Steve, who, of course, turned around as soon as he heard Eddie’s name.  Bemused, he watched a smile spread over Steve’s face before Will enveloped him in a hug.  A hug that Eddie graciously returned.

“Sir William, it is an honor to be welcomed into your abode.” Eddie said with a little bow, before hugging Max and El.

“Eddie!  We’re so glad you made it!”  Joyce said from the stove as Eddie took another few cautious steps into the room.  “Is your uncle here too?”

“Uh, yeah, he’s with Hopper tending the fire,” Eddie relied, “Thank you, again, for having us.”

“Of course, sweetheart!”

Eddie chanced another look at Steve.

“Hey, Eddie,” Steve said, eyes warm, easy smile.

“Hey, Stevie,” Eddie replied.  Maybe he hadn’t totally fucked everything up as much as he thought.  But Steve seemed quiet, reserved. Maybe he had.

“I think about ten more minutes!”  Joyce said, pulling the turkey out of the oven.  “I need Hop to come carve the turkey.  Hop!”  She yelled out into the noisy living room.

“I’ll go find him, Mrs. B,” Eddie volunteered before ducking out of the kitchen… and right into Robin.

“You.” she said, jabbing a finger into his chest.

“Uh, hello to you too, Bobin.”

“What the hell did you do to Steve?”

Eddie’s heart dropped into his shoes.  “I… what? Nothing!”

“He’s been mopey for the past five days!  The last thing he did was go to the movies with you!”

“I swear!”

“Did you say something about his hair?  You know his last haircut didn’t really go the way he planned.  Or was it the movie?  Did you tell him you didn’t want to see Hoosiers?  Because you know how much he wanted to see that movie.”

“No! Buckley, we saw Hoosiers! And I didn’t even notice his hair.  Look…”  Eddie let out his breath in a huff.  “Just hold on.”  Eddie moved from the hallway to the living room so he could see Hopper.  “Hey, chief?  The missus needs you to carve the bird.”  Hopper nodded to him and Eddie turned on his heel to go back to his conversation with Robin, only to come face to face with the woman herself.  It was a miracle he didn’t spill his drink down her shirt.  “Ok, look, come here.”  Eddie murmured, dragging her off into a corner of the hall.

He took a sip of his drink and steeled himself.  “Ok, I might have, maybe, panicked, a little when he dropped me off,” Eddie mumbled out.

“You what?”

“Look, you can’t tell anyone, but I’ve got this stupid… fat… stupid crush on Harrington and I might have, like, freaked out about it.”

“…you what…”

“I know it’s stupid! But he looked so… soft! And just.  Like he might have, I don’t know, wanted to kiss me or something, but there is no way that could have been what was happening, but my stupid primate brain thought it was, so I bolted, Okay?  I’m not proud of it. It probably came off as weird and rude and that’s probably what got him all twisted up.”  Eddie took a deep breath after his rant, and then a sip of his drink, watching Robin’s face cycle through uncountable emotions.

“Edward, I say this with the utmost sympathy as well as disrespect.  You, are an idiot.”  And with that she left him blinking in the hallway.

Eddie thought about those two little sentences throughout the entire dinner.  An idiot?  He knew he was an idiot, but why?  Because he thought Steve maybe liked him?  Or because he didn’t kiss Steve?  What the hell did she mean?  Not to mention Steve was across the table from him and every time Eddie looked up, Steve would look away from him like he had been staring.

“Eddie!”

“Huh?!” Eddie tore his eyes away from Steve to look at Dustin.

“I was asking if we were still on for our campaign next week.”

“Oh, yeah, I’m almost done.  Just need to iron out the kinks.”  Eddie replied, feeling Steve’s gaze burning into the side of his head, but when he looked back Steve’s eyes were back on his plate.  He had been uncharacteristically quiet when Eddie was in the kitchen.  Was he mad at Eddie?  No, that couldn’t have been it; he gave Eddie that smile that nearly made him forget where he was.

Steve was being cautious. Guarded. So unlike himself.

Eddie really had screwed up.

“In the drama room?”  Eddie heard Dustin say, distantly.

“Uh-huh,” Eddie answered, eyes not leaving Steve, who kept glancing up at him.

He had to fix this.  He wanted the old Steve back.  Wanted more than that, if his luck was with him.

After everyone had eaten and Mrs. Henderson was bringing out the pies, Joyce started to gather the plates.

“I’ve got it, Mrs. B.  You sit.”  Eddie said, standing and gathering the plates around him.  “Stevie, you wanna help me with dish duty?”  He asked, sending up a little prayer to the universe that his stupid, little, half-baked plan would work.  Steve nodded and started gathering the plates on his side.

In the kitchen, plates stacked high on the counter next to the sink, Eddie stood with his hands in the soapy water, the sound of his extended family floating in from the dining room, and Steve next to him with a towel in his hands, drying the dishes Eddie handed him.

“About Monday night…” Eddie started hesitantly.  He saw Steve freeze next to him.  He kept his gaze on the dish he was washing. If he looked at Steve he might choke again.  “I… Shit, I don’t know what happened. I just… well I thought maybe there was something, I don’t know, between us.  But I’m not good at reading those signs, ya know?  Not much experience.”  He heard himself chuckle wryly, before clearing his throat.  At least Steve was unfrozen, listening and drying a casserole dish.  “But it’s not about that, not really.  I shouldn’t have just… bolted like that.  I can’t pretend to understand what was happening, but whatever it was, that was a pretty shitty reaction on my part.  And I’m sorry, Stevie.” 

He kept washing the dish in his hands, watching out of the corner of his eye as Steve put the casserole dish down.

“Eddie, look at me.”  Eddie turned his head, meeting Steve’s gaze.  His warm, gentle, beautiful gaze.  “it’s not all your fault.”

“Oh…”  Eddie let out a little noise.  That didn’t answer any of his questions, but he couldn’t look away.  He couldn’t look away as Steve stepped closer.  Couldn’t look away as Steve took the dish out of his hands and gave him the towel.

“Come on,” Steve said, nodding over his shoulder towards the back door.  Eddie quickly dried his hands and followed Steve outside to the back porch.  The air was frosty, the lightest dusting of snow on the handrail and tiny flakes dancing in the dim porch light.  “I should have…”  Steve settled his hip against the porch rail, looking down at his nails.  “I should have been more up front with you.”  He said, finally looking at Eddie.

Shit.  Steve was going to try to let him down easy.  He knew he read it wrong.

“I really, really like you, Eddie.”  What? “And I’ve never really felt this way about a guy,” What?? “Let alone a friend.  And I’ve been so scared of ruining what we have.  I should have just told you.” Excuse me?

“Wait.”  Eddie let out a little, exasperated laugh, reeling it back in when Steve winced. “Stevie, you like me?”  Steve just nodded.  “Did you really want to kiss me? Monday night?”  Steve nodded again.  Eddie took a steadying breath, “do you still?”

There was a pause… and then…

That soft, warm, smile that made Eddie feel like he was made of sunlight.

“Yeah,” Steve barely got out before Eddie launched himself at him, cupping Steve’s cheeks, kissing him until he knew that smile by feel alone.

Happy Thanksgiving.

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I have this very vague, angsty idea floating around in my head of post college steddie where Steve ends up working for his dad's soulless company and hates it, but he has no other prosects. He and Eddie drifted apart after the whole vecna thing, or maybe this is a no upside down au, so they haven't seen each other in years.

Steve, in order to cope, starts frequenting a bar where Eddie happens to be bartender. They reconnect a little but Eddie is worried about how often Steve shows up at his bar and how often he leave completely sloshed. So Eddie decides to do something about it and somehow pulls Steve out of his depression and gets him a different job and makes him reach out to Robin (who he had been hiding everything from since she moved to Boston).

Eddie also gets a boyfriend out of the deal but that's beside the point.

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High school History teacher Steve and Music teacher Eddie. They've been flirting since Steve was hired a year ago. They both get assigned to monitor the homecoming dance. Eddie sees the few alt kids who are there and decides the dance needs more variety. He gets the DJ to play one metal song and somehow starts a (tame) moshpit with all the kids. It's fantastic. It tips Steve from liking Eddie right into being in love with him.

After the kids clear out and Steve and Eddie are walking to their cars and Eddie won't shut up about how he hasn't started a moshpit in so long... Steve grabs him by the arm, turns him so Eddie is looking at him, looks him dead in the eye and says

"Munson, I'm in love with you."

Claps him once on the shoulder and keeps walking towards his car. It takes Eddie a second to reboot but when he does he chases after Steve yapping "wait Stevie let's get some dessert or coffee or whatever shit I'm in love with you too!"

Steve just chuckles.

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Wrote a whole mini-fic again. sorry.

High School, no Upside Down, platonic Steddie:

Sometimes Steve wants to be left alone. Sure the popularity has its perks, but it can also wear a guy down. There's no quiet in his social life. Tommy and Carol are always badgering him about things and girls are vying for his attention. It's nice but... it's just alot.

That's why Steve is ducking through the library door during his lunch period instead of going to the cafeteria. He squat-walks behind the low book shelves to wards the back of the library hoping Kelly didn't see him out in the hall. She's been haunting his locker the last two days and while she's cute, she's not really Steve's type and he hates letting girls down.

He reaches the back of the library and opens one of the study room doors, swings inside quickly and shuts the door with a soft click. Letting out a deep breath he presses his forehead to the worn wood. Finally, some quiet.

"Uh..." Steve nearly jumps out of his skin at the voice. He whips around to see Eddie Munson at the table. "Sorry, your highness. Occupied."

Steve lets out another breath (Jesus, can't he catch a second to breathe around here?). "Shit, Munson, you scared the hell out of me."

"A thousand apologies," Eddie replied sarcastically. "Now, if you don't mind?" Eddie made a shooing motion towards the door.

Steve looked through the door window and out into the library... Kelly had seen him. She was slowly making her way across the library, head swiveling back and forth like some sort of search dog on the scent.

Steve pulled away from the window, back flat against the door.

"Look, Eddie, I promise I won't mess with you. You won't even know I'm here."

Eddie's eyes flicked to the window before a pointy smirk crossed his face. "Now that's interesting. What's got the great Steve Harrington hiding out in a room with the freak?" Eddie moved to the window, peering out like Steve had. "Kelly Jacobs? That's who you're hiding from?"

"She wants to go out with me but I hate trying to let them down easy because it never works and she's not my type and I don't even want to date anyone right now and my head hurts and..."

"Alright, easy there, playboy." Steve leveled a look at him before Eddie looked back out the window.

"Uh, she's uh..."

"What?"

"She's coming." Eddie said.

They moved at the same time, Eddie throwing himself back into his chair and Steve throwing himself behind the big wooden desk, hoping the angle and the other chair were enough to hide him.

He held his breath as the door clicked open.

"Have you seen Steve?" He heard her ask, could see her sneakers through the tangle of table and chair legs.

"Steve who?" Eddie asked dismissively.

"Harrington." She replied impatiently.

"The hair? Haven't seen a strand of him."

Steve heard Kelly let out a scoff and shut the door but not before a quiet "freak" floated into the room.

Once the door had clicked shut Steve let his head fall back against the wall with another sigh, closing his eyes. There was a few seconds of quiet before he heard the creak of Eddie's chair. He squinted his eyes open to see Eddie peering at him over the edge of the desk.

"Such a charming young lady. You sure you don't want to..."

"No." Steve cut him off. "Thanks... for all that."

"Yeah, let's not make it a habit. Trying to keep my conscience clean and lying to the student body isn't helping." Eddie said with mock sincerity. Steve huffed out a laugh at that.

They didn't say much for the last ten minutes of the period, but Steve did get up and sit catty corner from Eddie at the study table, head pillowed on his arms and eyes closed. Ten minutes of beautiful quiet.

Problem was that ten minutes was addicting. Steve didn't hang out much at the library before... except when he was dating Nancy... but now he's seeing the advantage.

The next week Tommy had hinted at ditching after lunch so they wouldn't have to put up with Mrs. O'Donnell's class, but Steve was barely making it through her class as it was. If he missed another class he probably would fail, then he wouldn't graduate. Plus they had an essay due in her class at the end of the week that Steve had barely started...

He ducked into the library again before Tommy could track him down in the hall. Quickly he made his way to the study rooms, two of which were occupied by actual study groups and one... well.

Steve cracked open the door and stared at Eddie until he looked up from his, again, numerous notebooks and books.

"Again?" Eddie sighed.

"Listen, I promise I'll leave you alone like last time." Steve said stepping into the room.

"You should probably just tell her instead of running away from her. That's gotta be bad for your image, no?"

Steve slumped into his chair and ran his hands over his face. "It's not Kelly."

"Oh, a new admirer. Probably shouldn't be running from them either, honestly..."

"No! No, it's Tommy."

Eddie let out a low whistle, "Wow. Didn't know he swung that way. I guess all those accusations he threw at me were a little hypocritical."

"What? No! Tommy's not gay! Jesus."

"It's okay if he is. You should be flattered..."

"Dude!" Steve squawked at him. A slow smirk spread over Eddie's face. "Oh, fuck you, man." Steve laughed and Eddie chuckled in response.

"Why are you avoiding him?"

"He wants to ditch, but I can't miss O'Donnell class again."

Eddie let out a sympathetic groan and held up one of the notebooks. The words "State's Rights and the Civil War" were scrawled across the top.

"You too?" Steve winced. Eddie nodded.

"Maybe we can help each other." Steve said, cautiously. It was one thing to invade Eddie's space. Suggesting they work together was an entirely different beast.

"Aren't you failing?" Eddie squinted at him.

"Didn't you already fail once?" Steve squinted back.

"Yeah. Sure. This can't backfire in the slightest." Eddie said before sliding over so he was directly in front of Steve. "Let's do this, Big boy." Steve raised an eyebrow but got out his notebook none the less.

Steve met Eddie in the library for the next three days. He told Tommy and Carol that he needed some time to study. No, they couldn't come with him, can't they spend three days on their own? Jesus.

He conveniently left Munson out of the conversation. He didn't want to here what Tommy and Carol had to say about him studying with "the freak."

And it turned out Eddie was actually really good at understanding history... Steve just had to keep him on track.

"Dude, if you open that dragon nerd book one more time I'm taking that sandwich back." Steve huffed at Eddie who pulled the half of Steve's sandwich that he gave him to his chest.

"Finders keepers." Eddie said taking a huge bite.

"Dude, I gave it to you." Steve said through a chuckle.

They turned in their essays on Monday. That Wednesday Steve slammed into the study room.

"Jesus! You scared the shit outta me, Steven." Eddie said, dramatically clutching his chest. Steve was already swinging his backpack off his shoulder and throwing a ziplock bag of cheez-its at Eddie.

"Did you get it back?" Steve asked, dropping into his seat.

Eddie stared at him for a second before reaching into his bag and pulling out his essay, slapping it down in front of Steve.

"B minus." Eddie said, barely keeping the grin off his face. "She gave me the most evil look when she gave it back." Eddie smirked.

"Dude! Awesome!" Steve said grinning at the paper. "I hope mine was enough."

"It will be. It was solid, man, don't worry."

Steve looked up at him with so much sincerity Eddie almost felt like he should look away. "Thank you, Eddie."

Eddie shrugged.

"I mean it." Steve insisted.

"Yeah... no problem." Eddie murmured. Steve nodded and then pulled his bag into his lap, taking out a notebook and his lunch.

That night found Eddie on the phone with Jeff, describing the last few weeks and his encounters with Steve.

"He's been coming into the library during my study hall period. We worked on O'Donnell's essay together. He *feeds me,* dude!"

"Feeds you?"

"He keeps, like, giving me parts of his lunch!"

"He-" Eddie could hear Jeff starting to laugh. "He actually-" Jeff cuts himself off with his own laughter.

"Jeffery!"

"You're friends with The Hair!" Jeff finally gets out.

"Oh.. shit," Eddie considered it for a minute. "No way. We just had a mutual essay. right?"

Jeff's laughter finally calms down. "I dont know, man, sounds like more than that."

"... Harrington?" Eddie mused in amazement.

"I told you he wasn't that bad." Jeff gloated.

"Shut up."

The next few days Steve didn't storm into Eddie's study room, but Tuesday he did.

"Hey." He said, sitting down at the desk.

"Hey." Eddie said, watching him and expecting Steve to say something. But he just pulled out what seemed to be algebra homework, and his lunch, and didn't say anything.

"What?" Steve finally said, looking back at Eddie.

"Nothing. Just. ya know, thought after you got through the essay you'd go back to, ya know, Tommy and Carol."

Steve shrugged, taking half his sandwich and sliding the other half, still in the bag, over to Eddie. "Didn't feel like dealing with them today."

"Wait..." Eddie said, slow smile growing on his face, "You, Steve Harrington. would rather hang out with me, Eddie "the freak" Munson, than Tommy and Carol."

"Don't call yourself that. And yeah. At least you don't try to stuff freshmen into lockers."

"Oh my god, Jeff was right!"

"Huh?"

"We're friends!" Eddie smiled, what probably seemed a little manically, at Steve.

"Uh, yeah..." Steve timidly offered back.

"Let me tell you something, Harrington," Eddie chuckled, picking up the sandwich, "This is not how I saw my super senior year going."

Steve shrugged and pulled Eddie's Dungeons and Dragons manual towards him, flipping open the cover. "So how does this game work anyways?"

Eddie grinned. "Strap in, Stevie, you've got alot to learn."

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first time posting a fic idea for a while because paranoia BUT Eddie working for one of those 80's/early 90's VHS dating companies like this but where you make your tape at home and mail it in. Eddie's job is to watch the tapes before they are added to the program or mailed out to potential matches to make sure they are functioning and there's not anything harmful in them. Imagine it's his last tape of the day, he just wants to go home, if he has to watch one more middle-of-the-road, balding, 46 year old man say he's looking for a cute, thin, 23 year old woman he's gonna hurl. He slides the tape in and is initially met with a blank screen for a few seconds before, of all people, Steve "The Hair" Harrington slides into the frame.

"Hey..." says a man Eddie didn't think he'd ever see again after '86. "Uh... I..." Steve's eyes flick to someone off camera, "Robs this is so stu--" the tape cuts off and comes back again with Steve wearing a different shirt. "Hey there," he says with the most put-on, suave voice Eddie has ever heard. "My name's Steve and I like long walks on the beach and watching the sun set from my million dollar yacht." Steve throws the camera the most smarmy smile before someone off screen starts cackling and the tape goes blank for a second time.

This is the best tape Eddie has ever seen.

Steve appears again... in yet a different shirt and starts over. "Okay, serious this time, I promise," he says to the person off screen before looking into the camera, and Eddie feels his heart jump a little because this time Steve really does look serious, and it looks good on him.

"Hey, my name is Steve. I play double-A ball for the Cubs and hope to one day have a spot in the majors. I have a little brother who takes up a lot of my time too, so you'll have to share." Steve chuckles before looking nervously down at his hands and taking a breath. "Uh... I'm a friend of Dorothy..." Eddie nearly falls out of his chair. Steve looks back up at the camera. "you know, so I'm really looking for anyone... who uh... well just someone who can put up with my schedule in the summer. Who doesn't mind doing a little traveling. Who wants a relationship built on more than just the uh... the physical aspect."

There's another pause where Steve runs his hand through his hair and shifts in his seat. "I'm not sure why I'm doing this... I guess I feel like... I don't know." His eyes flick off screen again as he says "can we edit that out?"

A woman's voice off screen says something and Steve looks back at the camera. "Anyways, give me a ring if you like the ocean, are freaked out by bats, and wanna take a road trip in an RV."

The video ends a second after Steve gives the camera an awkward wave. Eddie has never grabbed the info card for a video so fast in his entire life. He's dialing Steve's number before he even has time to think about what he's doing. It rings twice before Steve answers. "You've got Steve."

"Hey, this is Eddie calling from Love Connection, and I need to inform you that I have to pull your tape, man."

"Oh... Okay. Can I ask why?" Steve asks, sounding deflated.

"Well, see I was giving it a watch and there is no way I can send this video out to prospective connections without giving myself a shot first."

There's a pause before a low whistle comes down the line. "Damn, that was smooth."

"I've always been smooth, Harrington." Eddie grins into the phone.

"Wait... Do I know you?" Eddie lets the question hang, giving Steve a minute to think it over. "Munson?" he finally says.

"In the flesh... so to speak," Eddie replies and he hears Steve's surprised laugh from a distance as if Steve had pulled the phone away from his face. Eddie tugs at a strand of his hair and smiles like an idiot into the receiver, waiting for Steve to get himself together. He hears a quiet, exasperated "shit" before Steve speaks again.

"What are you doing Friday night?"

"Whatever you wanna do, big boy."

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Ok so this is more of a full fledged story than a prompt but work with me here (sorry for typos, i wrote this quick):

Medieval Steddie and possible ronance au: Eddie is a bard who has been banished from the castle. He functions now as a guide to adventurers, having completed a fair few adventures himself. He'll take any wannabe knight or reward seeking peasant anywhere in the kingdom and beyond for a price.

Steve, or Stephon really, is the Prince of the same castle Eddie was banished from. His friend, Robin of House Buckley, a rebellious young linguist, has disappeared in Goblin country. Steve has to save her, not only because Robin is his closest friend, but because his father has vowed to banish Steve if he doesn't do something with his life.

Steve finds Eddie and is somewhat disguised in light armor with no crests from the castle or opulent furnishings. Eddie, in truth, doesn't recognize Steve at first, just clocks him as someone of status. Eddie isn't a huge fan of high status knights taking up for-reward jobs (and there is a reward for Robin, she comes from a respected science house and her parents are worried). Why not leave these jobs to people who need the dough? But he takes Steve on as a client because even if Steve doesn't need the money, Eddie sure does.

...........

They start their adventure off in terse interactions. Eddie doesn't like this pompous rich guy and Steve doesn't like how Eddie keeps giving him the side eye. Steve finally asks him one night what his problem is. Eddie makes some remark about how people who obviously already have a patron (is that what you call people who hire knights?) shouldn't be taking on stand alone quests. They already get enough benefits from being an employed knight. Steve scoffs as soon as he hears it.

"I'm trained, but I'm not a knight. And I didn't take this quest on fir the money. Robs is my friend. I told her not to go out there alone."

Eddie eases up after that, still a little suspicious about Steve's background, but if he isn't lying about being friends with Robin, then maybe Steve is ok. Eddie had done some side work for the Buckley house before and they were fine people in his book.

They keep going, this time on more amicable terms, even branching towards friendly, but Eddie can't seem to shake the feeling that he knows Steve.

They are a day at most from Goblin country when Eddie finally places it. Steve is prince Stephon. They argue and it blows up. Why would Steve hide his identity? Why wouldn't he at least tell Eddie? Is he doing this for Robin or just to secure a place on the throne?

Eddie revokes the quest, says Steve is on his own, and storms off... but he realizes Robin is still in danger so he backtracks. The thing is, Eddie was mad about Steve's secret identity, but he was more mad at himself that he had grown attached to Steve... maybe had feelings for him.

He doesn't catch up to Steve until they find Robin, who has somehow convinced the Duchess Nancy from the Wheeler fiefdom to help her in her quest, doing battle with a fuck-huge troll (Nancy is in armor BTW, she is very fetching). Steve busts in in the nick of time but three people still aren't enough to take it down. Enter Eddie, running and yelling like he does in the show to turn the tide of the battle and they defeat the troll.

Robin and Nancy explain there is something much more sinister than goblin unrest happening and that they have discovered a necromancer by the name of Vecna who is stirring up trouble.

They continue the quest to find and defeat vecna and along the way Eddie and Steve have a heart to heart and are friendly again; flirting even.

When they finally find vecna and do battle, they win, but Eddie is grievously injured. Steve rushes him to a hermits house that he knows of on the edge of goblin country where the two hermits Sir Jon and Sir Argyle nurse Eddie back to health with their strange herbs and medicine. Steve doesn't leave his side. When Eddie wakes he divulged his undying love for the prince and he and Steve become hermits themselves, watching the goblin boarder for any sign of Vecna.

Nancy and Robin take Steve's place and rule over a happy, healthy, well educated kingdom.

the end.

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migraine Steve headcanon where Steve gets a migraine on his and Eddie's third date. either somehow Eddie has never seen Steve with a migraine or this is a no Upside down au (dealer's choice). Steve gets nervous, excusing himself to the bathroom to take some headache pills so Eddie doesn't ask questions. But they don't work. The headache gets worse throughout the date and Steve misses the point where he could have called it early and driven home without a problem. Now the headache is too much and he's too dizzy and he feels like he's gonna puke.

Eddie, obviously, notices something is wrong, asks Steve multiple times if he's OK, and Steve keeps deflecting. When he catches Steve squeezing his eyes shut he final breaks saying, "Sweetheart, something is obviously wrong. Let me take you home." They leave Steve's car wherever it is and Eddie carefully drives Steve home, eventually getting Steve to admit that he has a migraine.

They get Steve home and on the couch and Steve has never had a better migraine buddy. Eddie is turning down the lights, getting Steve's ice pack and the blanket off his bed upstairs. He talks quietly and moves slowly and brings Steve some ice tea from the fridge. Steve could cry... he might cry... he gets more emotional when he has a migraine. He's never felt so taken care of. Other than Robin, no other person, let alone someone he was dating, has ever spent this much time making sure Steve was ok.

They fall asleep in the livingroom and in the morning, when the migraine is gone, Steve makes Eddie breakfast and tries his best not to propose to him right then.

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After the bats, when Eddie is half way healed, sometimes the chronic pain gets to be too much for him. He feels like he's floating, like he's not attached to his body, and he's cold, his circulation's not what it used to be.

He didn't see it coming, but Steve Harrington has an answer to his problems. Eddie, Steve says nonchalantly, needs a hug. or really to be held.

"Here," Steve says as they're watching a movie on his couch, "Let's try it." Steve shifts so his back is against the arm so Eddie can slot himself between Steve's lags and arms and stretch out with him on the couch. After a few minutes of shifting and getting comfortable Eddie can feel Steve's warmth seep into his muscles and feels the weight of Steve's arms ground him.

Eddie falls asleep in minutes and has never felt more rested in his life. Steve makes it his mission to make Steve-and-eddie-cuddle-hour a regular occurrence. Eddie makes it his mission to not grow feelings. Steve succeeds. Eddie fails.

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No Upside down modern Au: A few years after eddie finally graduates. Steve and Robin are at a pride parade/event. Eddie is also at the same pride event but significantly less sober. He sees Steve and thinks he's beautiful so he yells across the street something like "Hey, Beautiful! You single?!?!"

Steve of course is like "Is that Munson?" to Robin before Eddie comes galloping across the street stopping dead in front of Steve who now recognizes that Eddie is very much not sober. He holds out his phone with a slightly slurred "Hey, gorgeous, can I get your number?"

Steve puts his number in Eddie's phone, barely holding back a laugh. Saves it as 'Steve' without the last name, and then texts himself.

He texts Eddie later at night to make sure he got home okay. Eddie replies very enthusiasticly and with multiple black heart emojies that he did make it home. the next morning Eddie wakes up to see the conversation and has a bleary memory of a guy who reminded him of Michelangelo's David (but with clothes...) and immediately texts the guy, Steve, that he was sorry if he did anything stupid yesterday.

They text for a week or so before deciding to meet up. Steve's pretty sure Eddie doesn't know it's him. The look on Eddie's face when he walks in the coffee shop and Steve waves at him is priceless. He has to chase Eddie into the parkinglot and convince him that it's not some elaborate prank... which is difficult to do through the laughter.

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Post Apocalyptic Roadtrip AU: The upside down is acting up again, but this time it's everywhere. Steve, Robin, Eddie, and Nancy must make their way across the country to California where the rest of the party is. It's a dangerous trip in the van, but during the long journey Steve and Eddie as well as Robin and Nancy grow closer together.

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Steddie baseball: Eddie is one of the first openly gay players in the MLB. He gets traded to Steve's team and they become friends. One day during a game, Carver, the second baseman of the opposing team, makes some sort of derogatory comment about Eddie to Steve and Steve gets in his first on field fight. Eddie and Steve get alot closer after that.

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soulmate type au where soul mates become "in tune" with one another through major life events (read: Steve and Robin and the no-good-very-bad-russian-bunker). After Eddie's trip through the Upside Down he starts sensing someone else's emotions, and so does Steve. It takes them a while to figure it out per the idiots-in-love trope, but they get there.

Suggestion for their ah-ha moment: Dustin is ragging on Steve for not understanding something and Eddie can feel Steve's mix of emotions (mostly negative) and realizes who he's been feeling for the past four months.