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afewproblems · 1 year ago

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Season Two Halloween AU Part Eight

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six Part Seven

Synopsis: What if Eddie had been at Tina's Halloween Party in Season Two? Featuring Steve!Whump, Stancy Breakup, and Eddie just trying to keep up with all these new revelations about who King-Steve actually is...

As always, thank you thank you to the lovely Jess @strangersteddierthings for letting me brainstorm and send spoilers!

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Eddie pulls gently on the strap of Dustin's safety goggles, trying as much as he can not to snag his curls in the process.

Almost everyone is decked out in their make-shift protective gear, with bandanas over their mouths, swim goggles --hell, even an old diving mask that Lucas found in the Byers basement. Mike won the painters mask, even though it's slightly too big on his little face.

When Eddie asks if all of this is really necessary, Dustin, Lucas, and Mike all glare ferociously at him before shouting over top of one another about how the Upside Down is toxic and that Will had been lucky last year, and to stop being an idiot.

Eddie looks to Max who shrugs and pulls down her own swimming goggles over her eyes.

"Don't look at me, I'm new here remember?" She mutters, walking towards the pile of various items the kids brought with them. She grabs a pair of rubber gloves and tosses them at Eddie who manages to catch one while the other falls limply into the dirt.

"They went in full body suits last year, on oxygen, to save Will," Dustin adds, his voice slightly muffled by the floral scarf wrapped around his face, "as little exposed skin as you can, it isn't safe".

Eddie can't help but picture the last Sci-Fi pulp story he read in a zine with government conspiracies and men in yellow suits investigating supposed 'crash sites' in the desert.

He shivers and pulls his own black bandana from his back pocket to put on.

Steve hasn't moved since they parked and hauled everything out of the van for their descent.

He sits in the sliding side door of the van with his head between his knees and the bat between his hands. Steve had insisted on coming with them, despite the fact that he'd only just managed to stop vomiting about five minutes ago and the nausea is still kicking his ass.

Stubborn idiot.

Eddie shakes his head as he turns back to Dustin to find the kid has wandered closer, standing right beside him now.

"He's dating Nancy," Dustin says quietly, tipping his head towards Steve as surreptitiously as he can.

Eddie freezes at the words and tries to keep his face blank in the way he's seen Steve do, he's not sure he's managed it but the way Dustin rolls his eyes.

Eddie opens his mouth to respond, with what he isn't sure of given the chorus of shitshitshitshitshit playing on a loop in his head.

Dustin beats him to it.

"But Mike told me they've been fighting lately, if it helps?"

Eddie just stares, his mind running a mile a minute, his eyes search Dustin's face for any hint of malice or disgust. But there's nothing.

"You don't…care?" Eddie says slowly, softly, he looks around to the other kids to see if anyone else is listening.

They all continue to argue and bicker over the equipment except for Max who has walked over to Steve to hand him a pair of rubber gloves. She leans down and tilts her head to look at Steve who still hasn't moved from his position in the van door.

Dustin shrugs, "why should I? I know what people say about it, but you protected us, you stayed," he looks at Eddie with fierce blue eyes, "bullies talk a lot of shit about other people for what they like".

"And you're not bad Eddie, you're good, just like everyone here".

Eddie blinks trying to ignore the tightness in his chest at the words and the sting behind his eyes.

'You're a good kid Ed, that's all that matters,' Wayne had told him the day he came out. 'And I'll love you no matter what'.

So that was at least two people who didn't think he was the town 'freak' -- but a stubborn image of Steve's expression that night by the pool comes to mind as he vehemently argued against being scared of Eddie during the now infamous Halloween party.

Three people then.

"If it helps, he wouldn't shut up about Dallas after he and Nance watched the Outsiders last year so," Dustin shrugs again, this time with the slightest teasing grin.

Eddie is overcome with such a strong feeling of fondness for the kid that he reaches out and pulls Dustin into a one armed hug that's really more of a headlock than anything else. Eddie takes off Dustin's hat to ruffle his hair before putting it back on and tugging it down over the kids eyes, he snorts at the squawk that Dustin makes in response.

"Dallas huh?" he says with a grin before clearing his throat, "I've always been more partial to a pretty boy myself".

He laughs as Dustin pushes him off muttering under his breath, "everyone's obsessed with relationships," which only makes Eddie laugh harder.

Maybe it's the hysteria of the situation, maybe it's the exhaustion loosely wrapping itself around his hands, but in this moment Eddie lets himself push away why they are standing in the middle of this field in the pitch dark, and lets himself reach out for what was previously impossible.

He claps Dustin on the back and tips his head towards the rest of the party getting ready.

"How distracting can you be?" Eddie asks in a low conspiratorial voice.

Dustin frowns, his eyes dart from where Max is struggling to pull on a second blue rubber glove after getting the first one on to where Steve is finally managing to sit up in the van, pulling on the gloves Max left him with, and rolls his eyes again.

"Yeah, yeah, you get five minutes," Dustin drops his voice slightly, and if it's an imitation of Eddie barking orders at the kids earlier, it's pretty good actually.

Eddie huffs and sends Dustin a wink before turning on his heel and making his way to the van.

Steve has managed to finally sit up properly and in the moonlight it appears that the green caste to his face is also gone. He looks up as Eddie approaches, and sends him a wane smile.

"How you feeling?" Eddie says softly. He crouches down on the balls of his feet so he and Steve are at eye level and reaches out for his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. It's as though a dam has burst ever since he was able to gather Steve in his arms in the van, he can't stop reaching out for him.

"Like my head has a pulse," Steve answers after a moment, "kinda how it felt after Jon cleaned my clock last year, but worse".

He shrugs and gives Eddie a small smile that stretches his split lip until a small bead of red appears, Steve winces and swipes his hand over the cut, "I'm kinda hoping it doesn't become a yearly thing, you only get so many concussions ya know?"

No Eddie doesn’t know, but he was also never a jock, dodging elbows, or balls, or apparently monsters in the woods on the regular.

He looks back at the kids, only to see Dustin pointing at the watch on his wrist; even in the dark Eddie can read Dustin's expression.

Hurry up.

Eddie swallows roughly and turns back to Steve, who doesn't move his gaze quickly enough to hide his own stare.

The wistful pinch of Steve's brow is still there, plain as day, and it cements Eddie's decision.

He leans closer, close enough that his nose is nearly touching Steve's own.

"I need to tell you something, and I need you to let me get through it because we don't have a lot of time, okay?"

Steve blinks once, his wide hazel eyes search Eddie's face as he slowly nods, his mouth opens but Eddie reaches up and presses his palm to gently cover it.

"You caught me off guard before," he whispers quickly, before Steve can move the hand on his mouth, "when you told me about your Nonna".

He sees Steve's eyes go even wider and feels him freeze under his hand, but he has to keep going.

"And I thought, you couldn't possibly be saying what I thought you'd were saying, I couldn't--"

Eddie forces himself to meet Steve's gaze this time, as though he could simply transfer his thoughts directly, save himself the embarrassment of trying to make the words come.

He takes a deep breath in, releasing it slowly through his nose.

"I couldn't let myself hope, not then".

"But when I thought you were dead on the floor, that Billy had broken you into a million pieces and we would never be able to put you back together again and I realized," Eddie moves his hand now, letting it travel along Steve's jaw, to the back of his head. He swipes his thumb along the crest of Steve's cheekbone and tries not to let the way the other man holds his breath deter him.

"That I might not get another chance to be that person your Nonna told you about, if I didn't tell you how I felt".

Steve blinks again and Eddie halts, letting go of Steve completely as he watches the wide hazel eyes grow shiny in the moonlight.

Oh fuck.

Steve's nose flares slightly with how rapidly he's breathing and his mouth opens and closes in quick succession as he seems to struggle to find the words to respond.

"I--"

"Steve! Eddie!" Mike calls out from behind them, "we are running out of time! Let's go!"

Eddie curses under his breath and whirls around; Mike stands at the edge of the cavern, his hands on his hips in a similar position to one Steve held earlier, the painter's mask pulled up to reveal the irritated frown on his face.

Dustin has his own face in his hand but looks up soon enough to offer Eddie a resigned shrug.

He catches Max watching the exchange with curious eyes, her face tilting between Eddie, Dustin, Mike, and Steve, but he can't think about that now.

Not with Steve pushing himself up from the van on unsteady legs, he brushes past Eddie, reaching up with a shaking hand to pinch his nose.

Eddie darts a hand out to catch Steve's elbow, halting his path.

Steve lets him.

Eddie takes a step closer, wracking his brain, trying to figure out what he could have said to make Steve so upset, had he read him wrong after all, had he overstepped somehow?

"Steve," he says softly, his grip on Steve's elbow is loose but steady as he pulls him closer.

Steve doesn't turn to look at Eddie but he doesn't move away either.

"What the hell is the hold up assholes!" Mike barks out again and Eddie lets himself throw a dirty glare at the kid, which Mike merely rolls his eyes at.

The attitude on these kids.

Mike does eventually turn, pulled by Dustin, back to the rope that Lucas is securing to the nearby fencepost, hopefully distracted for long enough to let Eddie figure this out.

But before he can say anything, Steve is pulling himself away from the grip on his elbow, “Eddie--”

"Please,” the word falls out of his mouth, desperate, louder than he wants, “please Steve, just, promise me we'll talk”.

Steve turns his face slightly, just enough that Eddie knows he sees him.

His eyes are no longer wet, but still red rimmed, his nose slightly pink, the same way he looked that night at the halloween party sitting on that rock in the dark.

“Okay,” Steve whispers into the night air, quickly and quietly before he presses forward.

Eddie lets him go, his empty hand drops limply at his side as he watches Steve make his way back to the kids. He snatches an unused pair of goggles from the nearly empty pile on the ground and checks the post where Lucas had secured the rope.

Eddie watches from the sidelines as Steve seamlessly moves back into Babysitter mode, and while some part of Eddie is relieved at this, he can’t help but miss the way it felt to hold Steve, to put him back together again.

Even if it was just for a moment.

Part Nine Now Up!

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dominiquelucalover · 2 months ago

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Protect Her pt. 2 | Dominique Luca x Single-Mom!Reader

Part One | Part Two

Summary: you're in a tough spot, but with some reassurance from SWAT, perhaps they could help you.

TW: discussions of drug dealing, murder, and other crimes, single-mom!reader, baby's name is Daisy, discussions of toxic/abusive relationship.

- Luca did everything to keep his word; he stayed with you and Daisy until his team was ready to roll out to find your ex. he promised to come back and that e erything was going to be okay.

- in the meantime, other officers took care of you; another attempted to talk to you about your ex and get more information from you, but you were tight-lipped.

- when Luca and his team returned, they were mostly empty-handed; they found a bunch of packaged drugs at the house you sent them to and it had to be processed and put away, but they didn't find your ex. the house looked to be mostly abandoned.

- before Luca could come back to you, an officer took you to an interrogation room; they offered to take Daisy from you, but you refused to let her out of your sight. you were in there for close to an hour, half aware that there was someone on the other side of the mirrored glass watching; you kind of forgot about that little fact because the mirror kept Daisy occupied, so you held her up to it and let her see herself and made silly faces.

- she was squealing with giggles when Luca walked in with his teammate Deacon, the one you suspected had children of his own.

- they sat down with you and explained what they found at the house, which didn't surprise you: lots of drugs and money. what did surprise you were automatic weapons, which weren't there when you lived there and you explained that to them.

- "he's escalated, obviously," Deacon noted and looked at you, leaning in close. "we need your help to catch him, or more people could get hurt."

- you looked between him and Luca, shrugging. "I already told you everything I know."

- your leg starts bouncing and you tried to cover it up by stopping it, but they heard it. they looked at each other then back to you as you cooed at your daughter, who was going fussy.

- Luca said your name softly and you looked you, "whatever know know, I swear, he won't be able to touch you if you tell us what it is."

- you stared into his blue eyes, his eyes that had been so kind since you met earlier that day, and you could see he was telling the truth; you closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

- "before Daisy was born... he was really upset, like really upset."

- "what about?"

- "a few of his friends got arrested, I don't know why, but he was mad... so mad he said he could kill somebody..."

- you hugged your daughter close and shushed her as she fussed and wriggled in your arms; she could sense you were upset and it made her upset. at this, Luca came around the table and crouched beside your chair, softly talking to Daisy, soothing her, while Deacon continued to ask you questions.

- "had he ever said anything like that before?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

- you shook your head. "no, never... I mean, he'd say he'd get back at anyone who wronged him, but that time was different... it was scary..."

- you looked at Daisy as Luca entertained her, only for her to reach out for him and you looked at him apologetically, but he didn't seem bothered. he took her from you gently, even though you were a little apprehensive to hand her over; he stood up and walked around the room with her, gently bouncing her as she calmed down.

- "why was he so mad?" Deacon asked.

- you were quiet for a moment, then spoke, "his friends were holding some of his drug suppy for him until some heat died down... but they got arrested for something else before he could get it back."

- "I don't mean for this to sound rude, but how does a nice lady like you end up with a guy like that?" Deacon asked after a moment.

- you were watching Luca and Daisy, not wanting to take your eyes off of her, "I didn't know at first. I wouldn't have gotten with him if I had known... he seemed nice enough when we got together, but when I moved in I started noticing weird things. he'd leave at weird hours, be gone for long periods of time, and he'd bring me expensive gifts at first, but that stopped after a while..."

- "when did you find out it was drug dealing?"

- you finally looked away from your daughter, turning to Deacon with soft, sad eyes, "one day, i think i was living with him for two months at that point, I found a bag of coke and asked him about it, which only mad him angry. he told me to stay out of his stuff and almost hit me..."

- "why not call the cops?"

- "you haven't met him... he's mean, more than mean, and controlling. he gains power over people with charm and threats," you began to explain, pailusong to take a deep breath, "anyone he sells to, he blackmails, and his friends do all his bidding. he's had people beat up before, pretty bad too, but he didn't kill anyone... until now."

- "I don't blame you for being scared of him," Deacon said softly, his face still stern as ever. "he sounds like a real piece of work."

- "I'll say," you mumble, look9ng down at your hands and you picked at your nails, only for a thought to dawn on you, and you looked up again, "i guess he killed those lawyers because of his friends... I mean, that only makes sense, right?"

- Deacon didn't say anything at first, only shared a brief glance with Luca, then looked at you again, "does that seem like something he'd do?"

- "it was a big loss, the supply they had, I mean he was so pissed about it, for months," you told him, getting nervous just thinking about what he did, your stomach doing flips, "he didn't let it go for a while. it was only after I told him I was pregnant that he seemed to forget about it, or at least stop talking about it so much... that was also around the time he started sleeping around, so that probably helped take the edge off."

- "do you know what the supply was? how much was there?"

- " you probably already know he deals in coke and pills," you said, watching Deacon nod slowly, "this was a almost a hundred bricks of coke, at least that's what he said. all lost because 'two idiots' got caught."

- "who are the friends?"

- "I don't know their real names... sorry, but they always have names they go by when making deals," you tell him, looking down again, "the big guy was Bunny."

- "Bunny?"

- "it's supposed to be ironic," you explained, shaking your head. "the other one is called Ghoul."

- Deacon nodded and typed something into his tablet, staying quiet for a moment, then stood up. he could sense you were growing tired, and he didnt blame you; it had been a long day and it wasnt even over yet. "I'm gonna go check something out, you sit tight here."

- you nodded and kept your head down, trying not to think about what would happen to you if your ex knew you were here and what you had told the cops. you didn't even want to think about what you happen to Daisy...

- Luca took a seat, you baby daughter fast asleep and drooling on his chest, her tiny fist holding his shirt tightly. she looked so peaceful, so sweet, and you knew she didn't deserve to be a part of any of this. you'd tried your best to get away from it all for her and it wasn't enough, would anything be enough?

- "how'd you get away?"

- the question shocks you out of your train of thought and you blink, looking at the man sat across from you, then sighing. "I had some help from a co-worker... she facilitated buying my apartment and helped me get a car of my own, and once all of that was set up, I left when it was just Daisy and I. It took some time, but we did it," you leaned over the table and pushed your baby girl's hair out of her face, smiling softly, "we got away."

- Luca watched you, feeling bad that you had gotten into this situation, but he didn't say anything, not yet.

- you sat back, not wanting to disturb your daughter's nap: she looked so comfortable with the man who had been so kind and gentle with the both of you.

Part three?

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