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Struck Blind {Steve Harrington x Reader, Part 6}

Wordcount: 2641 Chapter Summary: There's some strangeness around Billy. Steve-free chapter.

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Something was going on with Billy. You couldn’t quite put your finger on what it was but he was spending more time out than usual. He was yelling back at Neil more than usual. He wasn’t playful with you or Max, he wasn’t teasing or offering to spend time with you. He only really came home to sleep. At first, you thought perhaps he found himself a girlfriend rather than fucking around all the time, that could be an explanation for being out at all hours of the night. But not the surly attitude. And not him ignoring you like this. He had never done that before. What if he had found out about your date with Steve - what if he had overheard Max asking you about it when you got home afterwards? No, even that wouldn’t account for this. He’d be mad but he’d most likely try to lecture you about it, to remind you of what a piece of shit Steve was. He wasn’t the type to keep it bottled inside - he took it out on the world.

But it also wasn’t as if Billy was the kind of guy who would let loose his feelings if he was pestered to. So you just watched him from afar, and hoped for the best. There was nothing else for it.

You grabbed a Popsicle and sat outside on the front porch, trying to catch any of the breeze that was supposed to be out here, according to the weatherman. But there was no breeze - just clouds starting to form, threatening a storm. You sighed and went over my options for the day - bus to the mall, bus to the library… all involving buses because Billy was MIA. There was only a small oil patch on the ground where his Camaro usually was. You licked the cherry Popsicle and stared at it, thinking about the night that we got into that accident. And how that really showed Billy’s character. That he just took off after that. Left you there because you wanted to help. Maybe you didn’t know your cousin as well as you thought that you did.

“Do you know where Billy is?” Max’s voice hit you. You looked up to see her and Eleven starting to walk up towards the house. Their expressions were extremely serious. Much more serious than someone their ages should be.

“No idea, he was gone before I was awake,” You said, looking between the two. “I don’t even know if he came home at all last night.”

Now the two girls looks at each other.

A moment later, after filling you in about what they had done last night, Eleven with her astral projection or whatever it’s called, you were in Billy’s room with them, keeping a look-out though everyone was at work. “Why do I get the feeling we’re going to find all kinds of wrong in here?” Max asked.

“Just don’t touch any tissues, they’re not used for sneezing,” You advised, wishing you had thought to put on some dish washing gloves. But you were too curious not to be in here. Too concerned not to.

Billy’s room was messier than it usually was - not that he kept it clean exactly but this was the room of someone that had been distracted. Dirty clothes spilling out of his laundry basket and onto the ground; his radio still on and playing metal music; his ashtray overflowing and so he started using a plate that still had sandwich crumbs on it. You remembered making him that sandwich. That was days ago.

Max went to his night table, opening it up and peering inside. “Ugh, gag me with a spoon,” She said, closing it back up quickly. You didn’t have to ask what was in there. Teenage boys. Disgusting.

You don’t find anything in the bedroom, other than the signs that he hadn’t been cleaning, so you three went into the bathroom. It had changed since you had taken a shower yesterday afternoon. The bathtub was filled with water, and empty plastic bags were swimming on the surface. Bags of ice from the corner store. The ones used to fill coolers and the like.

“Max?” El asks. Your redhead cousin stepped forward, grabbing one of the empty plastic bags.

“Ice,” She said, reading the bag. “It’s just ice. It’s probably for his muscles or something. He works out like a maniac, right y/n?”

“He does,” You had to agree with that, but the fact that he would just leave the mess in there despite knowing that Neil would get on his case about it … that was a bad sign. And then your eyes caught on another one. Blood. You definitely hadn’t noticed that today. El noticed too. Her breath was trembling, and you lightly put your arm around her, trying to reassure her that everything was going to be okay, that there was an explanation for this, a reasonable one, there had to be. But she pulls from you and opens up the cupboard beneath the sink. She pulls out the garbage bucket that was in there. The one that you cleaned a few days ago, emptying into the trash bin.

“What is it?” You ask with a tremor.

El pulled out the red lifeguard first aid kit, and then there was a lanyard, with a bright yellow whistle. Or it had been bright yellow. Now, like the lanyard, it was blood stained.

“Well shit,” You sighed.

And somehow, you ended up in the locker room of the pool, after discovering that Billy wasn’t there, and that the lifeguard first aid kit, and the whistle, belong to Heather Holloway. The locker room smelt like wet clothes and unwashed feet, something that was noticed by Max too as her nose curled up once you were in there. But there wasn’t much time to waste.

You start flooding the locker room, turning on showers, sink taps, everything that we can in order to help El find Heather. Find Billy.

“This could just be .. jerk Billy behavior right?” You asked Max, as El was putting duct tape over a diving mask. “You don’t think it’s…”

“I don’t know. He’s always been weird,” Max said, which you could understand. “But he was doing a lot better since you came here so…”

Although that was a really nice thing to hear, it didn’t help that much right now. “Wish it worked enough that he would actually talk to me when something is wrong,” You mumbled.

The two of you fell into silence when El put on the blacked out diving mask, and began to look for Heather. You sat on one side of her, Max on the other, your shoes becoming soaked by the flooded floor. You just looked at her. Her powers were fascinating to you. This was the first time that you had ever seen her use them.

“What do you see?” Max asked.

“A door. A red door.”

After another minute or two, El takes off the mask. Her nose bleeding. You immediately get up to find a towel while El collapses in Max’s hands. Your cousin and yourself look at each other, and you're both thinking the same thing.

Whatever this is - it’s not good.

She comes around a short time later, and she tells everything that she saw. The red door. Heather, the missing lifeguard, she’s screaming, she’s reaching to El for help, but then she gets quickly taken away by … something. And if it wasn’t something to do with the Upside Down, then El should have been able to see it. But it wasn’t clear what it was. Something was stirring in Hawkins again, and you were apparently going to be here for it.

In your still wet shoes, you flirt with the manager of the pool, and you get him to tell you the address of Heather. It took some eyelash batting but you got the job done, thanking him for being so helpful, and how he’s such a good man to do this favor, and you even wink at him, sticking your tongue out as you turn back around.

You take the address with me back to Max and El, who are getting ready on their bikes.. “Let’s go,” You said, jumping onto the back of Max's, holding on to her shoulders.

The streets aren’t flooded yet but if the rain continues, they just might be.

Max knew the city better than you or El, but the three of you were squinting through raindrops, trying to read the numbers on the mailboxes to find the right one and then - red door.

“Is this it?” Max asked.

El nodded and together, you three walked up. You felt responsible for these kids now. Was this how Steve had felt, when he watched over them at the junkyard? When he nearly sacrificed himself to take care of the demodogs, as Dustin had called them? Whatever, you just knew that you were going to go through everything that they did. Not leave them alone in the off chance that there was something, anything that you could do.

Especially if Billy was somehow involved.

We didn’t bother knocking. Or rather, El didn’t, since she somehow unlocked the door with her mind. You walked in behind them and noticed that the interior made everything really look like it was the perfect family home. As you walked down the hallway, you saw a large family portrait. Professionally done. Mother, Father, Daughter, happy posing smiles. Looking like something straight out of Leave it to Beaver.

You hear a laugh and the three of you looked at each other. It was the last sound that you expected to hear, if Heather was really in trouble. And then seeing the happy family together, with Billy sitting there, was the last thing that you had expected to see.

“Isn’t that cute, huh?” Billy was saying.

“He’s too funny,” Mother was saying to Father.

And that’s the scene that we walked in on. And just because we were in the shot of it now, didn’t mean that it was over, apparently. Billy saw you. He saw Max. He said your names out loud.

“We didn’t mean to barge in,” Max said, speaking for the three of you. El and Max both looked like they were in disbelief. You were studying Billy, trying to figure out what was so different about him. “We tried to knock, but maybe you didn’t hear us over the storm.”

“I’m sorry, who is this dripping all over my living room right now?”

“I’m sorry,” Billy said. That was one of the startling things right there. He didn’t apologize for anything. Not unless he was being forced to and even then, it only ever came out as sarcastic. “Janet, Tom, this is my sister Maxine, and my cousin Y/N.”

He stood up, and started to walk over to you, El and Max. You stood your ground, dripping but not moving, and you were looking straight into his blue eyes.

You had known Billy all of your life. You spent time together in the same crib. The same playpens. He was at almost all of your birthday parties until they had moved here to Indiana. He was the one that you went to when you were angry, because he either helped hype up that anger until you burnt yourself out, or he was able to help you, when he didn’t even know how to help himself. He was the boy that was only scared of his dad and of dark places, like caves, or even the tubes inside of McDonalds play-places when the lights were dimmed.

So essentially, you knew Billy. Better than his father did, better than Max did. The only person who might have known him better was his mother. The person whose eyes that you were looking into right now - you knew that it was not Billy. It might have looked like Billy. But it was definitely not him. Like someone made a doll of him, a puppet. There might have been a trace, far back, but right behind those eyes was someone else. Something Else.

“What on earth are you doing here? Is something wrong?”

Your immediate reaction was to protect these girls, despite the fact that Eleven was an actual weapon and that Max could definitely handle herself, as she showed Billy last fall. You are the adult here. You need to act like it. So you pushed yourself between the two girls, standing in front of them, even as they spoke.

“We just wanted to make sure everything was okay,” Max said, her confusion showing through her voice. And now here was fake Billy with his fake concern.

“Okay, why wouldn’t it be okay?”

“Where is she?” Eleven asked.

“I’m sorry, where is who?”

Coming out of the kitchen, carrying a tray of cookies, the smell hitting you before the realization of who it was that was carrying them, came Heather. Not a scratch on her. Almost too squeaky clean. Not at all the way that Eleven had described.

But because of how Billy was acting, you believed Eleven. There was something not right going on here.

“Well, they’re a little burnt, I’m sorry-” Heather said, in her usually sweet voice. It was definitely her own voice, her own face. But whether it was actually Heather, you didn’t know. This whole scene was looking a bit too.. domestic bliss.

“Heather, this is my cousin y/n, and my sister Maxine,” Billy introduced. “And I’m sorry, I did not catch your name.”

“That’s not important,” You spoke, staring at Billy. “What are you doing here?”

That’s when El spoke, not to say her name, but to stare at Heather. “I … saw … you -”

“Your manager, at the pool,” Max said quickly. “He said you guys didn’t come in to work today, so we got worried.”

“Heather wasn’t feeling so hot today, so we thought we’d take the day off to nurse her back to health. But you’re feeling just fine now, aren’t you Heather?”

“I’m feeling so much better,” Heather agreed.

Billy looked past you at Eleven. And the look that was in his eyes - it proved to you even further that this was not your cousin. This was not the Billy that you had grown up with. There was something else in there, wearing his skin. Pretending that this was Halloween and that this boy was simply a costume. The three of you were offered cookies by Heather and her mother but you weren’t going to take them.

You didn’t want to leave without Billy. “Could you drive us home?” you asked him, pleaded with the Billy that still had to be inside of there somewhere. You couldn’t believe that he was gone. “It’s raining pretty hard out.”

“I can’t be rude,” Billy said, which was … not true. Billy could be rude. Billy was rude. The light drained from your eyes then, and you turned to the girls behind you. “Let’s go.”

The three of you in disbelief, you headed back outside into the rain. You didn’t skateboard this time. You just tucked it under your arm and walked along with the girls as they moved slowly, not able to see too much as the fog rolled in with the pelting drops. You took one last look over your shoulder at Heather’s house, and saw Billy, watching through the window. The look that he exchanged with El was more chilling than the cold rain.

“That wasn’t him,” You said, as you made your way back to Max’s house. El looked at you, like she believed you. Like she had seen it for herself, even if she didn’t have the most experience with Max’s brother. But your red haired cousin - she didn’t look so sure.

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yeahwhatdidisay · 2 years ago

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Closed Wounds, Open Scars

A Prequel to 'The Hereafter' [AO3 Link]

Summary: The conversation you needed after an offhand comment from Dustin sent you spiraling.

Thank goodness for your best friend, Steve.

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader, Steve Harrington, Duston Henderson

Warnings: Angst...the usual angst

A/N: Just like last time, took a quick break from my current story because inspiration hit. Hope you all like it.

“Are you okay?”

You quickly wiped away the tears that stained both your cheeks. Quieting your already hushed sobs and trying desperately to steady your breathing so your voice didn’t shake.

“I’m fine…” you managed to get out without your voice cracking while you continued to face away from him. “I’m fine….was I making too much noise?”

Steve stood for a moment in the doorway before slowly making his way into the back den in his parents' large home. Holding your now sleeping one year old in his arms.

“No…not at all.” he whispered, sitting down on the couch as gently as he could without waking the baby.

You took another moment to collect yourself before turning toward him, choosing to keep your gaze slightly away hoping he wouldn’t notice you were upset in the light of the single lamp.

It was obvious to him, even in the dim lights, that you had been crying pretty heavily just before he walked into the den.

Even without seeing you completely he knew. He always knew.

Steve had been making a point to have as many get-togethers as he could, especially considering a large chunk of the group were going to go off to college soon.

They were nice ‘get togethers’. Usually happening at the small apartment he shared with Robin and mainly consisting of pizza and movies. Sometimes dancing would erupt, or games would be initiated although when the boys would bring out their D&D pieces you usually opted to watch rather than play like you used to.

Playing the game was too hard now, but you did enjoy seeing the others play.

Even after you’d given birth to your little Edwyn the gatherings continued.

Steve made sure to let you know having a baby didn’t change your group dynamic. Especially since everyone adored the happy little girl.

Today’s gathering had been just like all the others had been but had taken a slight turn as the night came to a close.

It was getting late and the others had started to trickle out of Steve’s parent’s home.

A rarity as of lately but you all enjoyed taking advantage of the pool and the large space whenever they asked him to house sit.

Dustin had been holding onto his niece while you packed everything up.

He had been staring down at the calm baby and mentioned how much like Eddie she was starting to look. Moreso now that her hair was growing out.

It was a small, innocent comment. Sounding more like an inner thought that had managed to sneak its way out but it had caused the breath to be taken right out of you, nonetheless.

He was right.

Each day that passed brought more and more of Eddie’s features out onto your daughter's face.

Especially when she smiled.

You were sure that Edwyn had felt a shift in your mood because soon after she began to wail in the way that babies do which caused Dustin to panic.

“What did I do? I promise I was just holding her!” he began to blurt out.

“It’s alright Dustin.” You reassured, quickly regaining your composure. “Babies have the tendency to cry at the drop of a hat.”

You took Edwyn into your arms and began to lightly bounce, shushing as you did so to try and calm her.

“I’m sorry…I don’t…”

“Don’t be sorry. This is just what babies do sometimes. You should know, you’ve been over to our place enough to witness it.”

Your soft smile reassured him.

“Okay, um…we still on for the game next week at my place, right? You sure you don’t want to join? We miss playing with you.”

“I’m sure. I’ll be there, though. You guys want a pie this time or the cheese dip?”

“Dip please! Your pies are good but nothing beats your taco cheese dip.”

“You got it.”

“Alright then.” Dustin said, leaning in for a side hug like he always did when you both said goodbye. “Need help taking things out to your car?”

“I think I’ll stay here till Edwyn calms down. Nothing worse than driving with a screaming baby in the backseat.”

“Okay…I really am sorry.”

“Stop it, you dingus! This isn’t your fault! I’ll see ya.”

You laughed which invited Dustin to do the same.

“Okay, see ya, Y/N.”

Dustin walked down the walkway and into the car he’d borrowed from his mom.

As he drove out of sight your happy demeanor began to crack. The tears that you’d so skillfully hidden started to collect in your eyes as you continued to try and calm your baby.

“Man, she’s got a nice set of lungs on her. Doesn’t she?” Steve said, walking out from the kitchen where he was cleaning up.

You quickly regained your composure and turned to him with a smile.

“She really does…” you said without a hint of how you were actually feeling.

“Can I try?” Steve asked, outstretching his arms toward the two of you.

Steve loved helping out with Edwyn whenever he could. To the point where he would stop by just to hang out with the two of you so he’d had plenty of practice by this point.

“Be my guest.”

You handed her over to him. She liked Steve and would often smile as soon as he held her, but today his charms weren’t working like they usually did.

“She might be hungry. Is it okay if I stay a little longer to make her a quick bottle? We’ll be out of your hair in 20 minutes. Half an hour, tops.”

“Stay as long as you’d like.” he said, cooing down at her as he bounced her like you had been.

You walked over to her bag, taking out the formula and her bottle before going into the kitchen to prep it.

You’d been over at Steve’s parents a few times but it was enough to know where everything was. You quickly mixed the bottle and placed it on the stove without much fuss but it was as you stood by the stove that Dustin’s words began to repeat in your mind.

You kept thinking about what Dustin had said. How Edwyn was looking more and more like Eddie and before you knew it your thoughts were weaving through your mind to places you tried desperately to stay away from.

You realized it had been a while since anyone had brought up Eddie. Even when you visited with Wayne so he could see his granddaughter you were both careful not to bring him up.

At least not directly.

You would talk about him often but did so using other identifiers or pronouns.

‘He would have loved her’. ‘My boy would have been over the moon over her laugh.’ ‘That dork would have loved this movie…or that show…’.

The both of you sharing your thoughts and memories of him but not fully bringing him into the conversation.

Neither of you being able to say his name.

The realization brought another sharp pain to your chest.

Guilt.

“Eddie…” you whispered, repeating his name a few more times. “Eddie…Eddie…”

The tears began to well up in your eyes before trailing down your cheeks.

In an instant you began to crack again, bringing your hands up to cover your face as you began to cry.

“How’s the bottle coming along?” you heard Steve’s voice call. Getting closer to the kitchen.

You quickly brought yourself back to where you were. Taking the bottle out of the pot and jiggling it so a few drops fell onto your arm to test the temperature.

Edwyn had quieted but she was still crying when Steve walked into the kitchen.

“I was able to settle her down a bit but the little princess is hungry. Aren’t you you sweet little rockstar…everything alright?”

You turned quickly and handed Steve the bottle without lifting your face up.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I, uh, just need a minute. Is it okay if you feed her?”

Your words came out at an accelerated speed. Not waiting for Steve to answer before you walked out of the kitchen toward the hallway where the bathroom was.

Instead of locking yourself into it you continued to the den at the other end of the hall where you’d all been watching movies.

The lights were off except for the light coming from the single lamp that had been left on.

It was here that you were finally able to let yourself go. It was here in the dark that you’d walked over to the large window at the other end of the room, overlooking the pool, and quietly sobbed.

‘Why aren’t you here!?’ you pleaded in your mind. ‘Why did you have to…you idiot! Why did you have to…why did you have to be so…why did you have to play hero!?’

You wanted to scream. You wanted to scream louder than your daughter had! You wanted to scream so loud that your cries could be heard through time and space and maybe reach Eddie, wherever he was now!

But you didn’t. You kept it in like you always did, instead opting for quiet sobs.

This is how Steve found you not too long after. He’d managed to feed Edwyn and rock her to sleep. Now quietly sitting on the couch looking down at the baby but stealing quick glances in your direction.

“You don’t seem fine.” Steve finally said after a long silence.

“I am…I promise.”

“Yeah, I don’t buy it.” he motioned with his head for you to come and sit with him on the couch. “Come and talk about it. It’ll make you feel better.”

You continued to stare toward Steve, whose focus was down toward Edwyn.

Steve knew you better than anyone else in the group so it was pointless to try and convince him you were okay when you weren’t.

You slowly made your way over to the couch. Sitting right beside him and leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder while the two of you looked down at the sleeping baby.

“She put up a pretty big fight right now. Didn’t want to sleep at all…I think she was worried about you.”

You let out a deep sigh. Trying your best not to lose your composure again.

“So, wanna tell me why you’re feeling down?”

“Dustin made a comment about how much she looks like...about how much she looks like her father.”

Everything made sense to Steve in that moment.

Steve had been there since almost the very beginning of you coming to Hawkins.

He was there to see first hand all the heartache and turmoil you’d gone through at the hands of your abusive step-father and your mother.

He was witness to your relationship with Eddie. All the highs and lows that came and how much you two really and truly cared for each other.

You had shared everything with him. All your happiest memories of growing up with a father that loved you dearly and how it all changed when he passed away when you were 12.

How happy you had become after Mrs. Henderson took you in and eventually adopted you. Giving you the family you had missed so much for so long.

He was there to see first hand how much you loved Eddie and how hard his death affected you.

He knew almost everything about you. So he knew how deep Dustin’s words would cut you, even if you would try so hard to keep others from seeing it.

He knew.

“I see…It’s okay, you know.”

“What’s okay?”

“It’s okay to let yourself be sad about Eddie. You don’t have to be strong one hundred percent of the time. You can let yourself cry.”

You knew Steve was right.

A lone tear began to fall down your cheek but you quickly brushed it away.

You brought your hand up to gently brush a few stray hairs on your daughter's forehead before leaning down and giving her a soft kiss.

“Can I tell you something I haven't told anyone?” you whispered, continuing to brush aside Edwyn’s hair.

“Go ahead.”

“Sometimes I find myself hating him…like, with every fiber of my body. I just…I just hate him so much.”

Steve turned to look at you. His face showing the slightest amount of confusion.

“I know…” you continued, “how could I hate him after everything we went through. After losing him. How could I bring myself to hate him? I just do…sometimes I do. I hate that he did what he did. I hate that he…that he sacrificed himself for a town full of people that saw him as a monster!

If he could have seen everything they said about him after. How could he…how could he leave us?”

Your eyes again filled with tears and you could feel a few escape down the side of your face that you again quickly wiped away.

Steve gently maneuvered Edwyn so she was now resting against his chest, freeing up a hand to reach out and hold the hand that rested on your lap.

“He didn’t do what he did for them.”

You didn’t react or reply.

“Do you remember when we got pulled into the Upside Down through the lake and had to make our way back? Well, while we were wandering through the woods Eddie confided in me. You know what he called himself?”

You shook your head.

“He called himself a coward. Someone who would run at any sign of danger. It was only in his D&D games that he was the hero.”

You looked over at Steve, not sure where he was going with this story.

“Long story short, it wasn’t until after he found out that you were pregnant that he decided to stop running. Dustin told me later that the Demo Bats were going to break through the portal in his trailer and no doubt wreak havoc over here in our dimension. Eddie led them away. Eddie sacrificed himself to save you and Edwyn. He didn’t choose to save the world…he chose to save you. You two were the only ones on his mind, and you two were the last things he was talking about before…”

Steve let his words trail off while the tears began to well up again in your eyes.

“Why are you telling me this?” you asked. Your voice cracking slightly.

“So you know how important you were to him. So you know how important you are to all of us. So you can finally grieve. I know you haven't cried since you found out about him in the hospital.”

“I…I…”

“It’s okay to talk about him. It’s okay to let yourself cry and I hope you know you don’t have to do it alone…we’re here for you.”

“I know you’re right but…I’m scared…”

“Of what?” he asked, his voice soft and reassuring.

A long silence fell between you while you searched for your words and for the strength to get them out without faltering.

“I’m scared I’ll go back to that place. That place where I was just…lost. Where I couldn’t function or even breathe. That place where I didn’t want to live…even knowing I had a baby…his baby relying on me to survive. I just…didn’t want to. I’m scared I’ll go back there. ”

Steve squeezed your hand tighter.

“That’s why you have me…us. That’s why you have us. You have a whole mess of people who’ll be there for you in a heartbeat. Be there for Edwyn.”

You finally looked up at him. His big dark eyes and soft smile helping to lessen the pain you felt growing in your chest.

Again he was right.

Everyone had been there for you. At the drop of a hat, if you needed someone they were all there. Your friends, your new mother and brother, your honorary father in law, all of them. No questions or hesitations.

You weren’t alone.

You let out another long sigh that quickly broke into a shaking exhale. The strength you had to keep all your emotion inside of you finally broke and you began to sob.

Steve let go of your hand and brought it up around your shoulders. Bringing you in close to him, which you fell into.

There you both sat while you quietly sobbed into the chest of your best friend. Who held onto your daughter, allowing you to finally feel safe enough to let yourself cry. Which you did for as long as you needed with no rush.

He was happy to do so.

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Hours had passed and so had your needed emotional release.

Now you both sat quietly in the dimly lit room. You, now holding your baby while you rested against Steve who had his arm resting along the back of the couch. Just like the two of you had done so many times before.

You gently massaged the top of your daughter's head thinking about the past couple of years.

Steve’s words now being the ones repeating in your mind.

His reassurance that it was okay to cry. That missing Eddie was necessary to fully heal and how they would all be there for you. How he would be there for you.

Like he always had been.

“Do you remember when I ran away?” you finally whispered, breaking the silence.

“I do…” he replied, just as quietly.

The memory of the few months after Eddie passed came back to the two of you. How you fell into such a deep depression that you barely ate or slept. How you neglected taking care of yourself and your unborn baby until you finally just got up and left in the middle of the cold April night.

“How did you know where to find me?”

“Where else would you have gone? I figured you’d want to go to be with Eddie and since the portals to the Upside Down were closed then his memorial on Hopper’s land was the next place you’d be.”

“Do you remember what you did when you found me half frozen to death?”

Steve let out a breathy laugh.

“Yeah…I yelled at you.”

“You were pretty mad.”

“Of course I was! How did you think I was going to react? My best friend had been neglecting themselves and their unborn baby for months! Mrs. Henderson and Dustin had been trying so hard to bring you back and you up and walked out into the freezing night, barefoot and in only a t-shirt and shorts.”

“I’d never seen you that mad before.”

“Sorry about that…”

“Don’t be…it’s what I needed. You’ve always seemed to know what I needed.”

“Yeah…well. I wouldn’t be your best friend if I didn’t.”

“I don’t think I ever thanked you.”

“You don’t need to thank me.”

“I do…not everyone would yell at me for my own good or go out of their way to take extra care of me after. Not like you have…so thank you, Steve. For everything.”

Steve let out a soft sigh. He didn’t reply at first and it wasn’t from lack of knowing what to say. He knew what he wanted to say. He’d known what he wanted to say to you since you started working with him. Even after all this time, what he wanted to say had never changed but it never felt like the right time. And here, now, he knew what he wanted to say to you…but again, it didn’t feel like the right time.

“Don’t mention it…” was what he finally let come out.

Good thing you were better at timing than Steve was.

“Um…Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“Would it be okay if I have you over for dinner sometime? I can ask Mrs. Henderson if she’d like to watch her granddaughter so it can be just the two of us, if that’s okay?”

Steve tried to subdue the smile that was forming on his face, taking a minute to pull it back so the emotion wouldn’t sound in his voice.

“I think that would be okay…um, Y/N.”

“Yeah?”

“Just to check…this is a date, right? Are you asking me out on a date?”

Again, another silence fell between you.

“I think I am…is that okay?” You said, leaning your head back so you were able to look up at him.

Steve stared down and took in the view of you and your baby. Two of the people he cared about the most.

Steve smiled and leaned down, giving you a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Yeah…it’s okay.”

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strangerthingsmademebi · 2 years ago

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I’m thinking of writing a series where the MC is best friends with Jonathan and basically part of the Byers family but is also adopted by Hopper . It’s take place in series four but there will be flashbacks to give her backstory and so we can see her relationships with the other characters .Jonathan and her are 100% platonic but MC doesn’t like Nancy and I have already envisioned them having a massive argument .heheheh

But I don’t know who to make the love interest . Thoughts?

#stranger things x reader #stranger things angst #stranger things stuff #stranger things story #stranger things series #stranger things lgbtq+#questions #robin buckley x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #chrissy cunningham x fem!#nancy wheeler x reader #jonathan byers x reader #robin buckley x female reader #female reader #eddie munson x female oc

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helfireclub · 2 years ago

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𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 {Eddie Munson x FEM OC}

Chapter: What to do Mr. Munson

'We fucking won!' Lilly yelled.Dustin, Mike, Gareth and Jeff were all staring at each other before they all went berserk and started jumping and screaming together.Lilly got caught in the middle but she didn't mind she joined them.Eddie was smirking while sitting back on his chair.

They all had something to drink and clinked their glasses. Lilly loved being around Dustin and Mike. They were nice and liked all the movies she liked.So they always had something to talk about. Eddie was still smirking at her on the side. And when everything was over and they all cleaned up. Lilly had brought Mike and Dustin home a little bit earlier. Mike needed to get on a flight to California tomorrow morning, and Dustin was on the route. She had promised Eddie to get back to maybe do a joint or have a beer together.

So when she drove back to the parking lot of the school. She saw lots of drunk and hyped people coming back from the gym.'They must have won.' Lilly said while rolling her eyes.

She jumped back through the school doors.When she saw Steve with Brenda giggling through the hallways. Steve saw Lilly and he nodded his head at her.Lilly raised her eyebrow to Steve before walking back to the classroom they just played Hellfire in. The light was off.

'He must have gone to the forest to smoke.' Lilly said to herself.But she still went to check.She opened the door where she found no one it was dark and empty.'Pfff.' Lilly said to herself. She did just in case check some corners and in a closet but he really was gone.

'Ass.' Lilly cursed as she walked out of the classroom. 'Sorry?' Eddie's voice suddenly sounded. He was standing with his back on the lockers and his feet up against it. 'That you're an ass.' Lilly said while closing the door.

'Sadly i'm supposed to do what you're saying tonight.' Eddie said.He put his feet back on the ground and walked over to her while pulling down the sleeves of his leather jacket.'I would have put you in place right here.' He said while standing in front of her. Lilly straightened her back and looked at the tall guy.She locked eye contact.

'I want you to fuck me Eddie.' Lilly said with a straight face.

Eddie's face didn't even change.'where?' He just asked. 'You've been here longer than me.' Lilly said. 'Probably got a lot of places you want to do something.' She told him with a wink.'Okay something i wanted to do for a long time.' Eddie said and he took her arm and pulled him with him. Lilly almost fell to her feet. But she catched herself and ran after Eddie.

'Watchout okay.' Eddie said while putting his finger on his lips.Lilly nodded to him and turned her back to Eddie looking around the hallways. Eddie took a bobby pin out of Lilly's hair to which she grabbed his hand turning around to him.he showed her the bobbypin and folded it out.'Got another one?' Eddie asked her softly. Lilly nodded and pulled another one out of her hair making her sidebang fall forward. She blew it out of her face and gave Eddie the bobbypin.He smirked and took it gratefully.

Lilly turned around again till she heard the door click. 'Got it.' Eddie said softly as he pulled her inside.Lilly felt him pull her around and in just a second. She was inside the classroom.And in another second Eddie had pushed her up against the door.

'God what were you even thinking tonight.' Eddie said as he looked her in her eyes. Eddie had Lilly's arms above her head. 'How can someone get me so fucking crazy.' he continued his sentence.'The fact that you came through that door had me extremely angry and goddamn arroused at the same time.'

'That was the whole idea Eddie.' Lilly suddenly said. As he looked down at her.a smirk on her face biting on her lower lip.

'You know where we are Lilith?' Eddie asked her.before he was starting to kiss the side of her neck.

'It's dark Eddie i can't see shit.' Lilly said to him.

'Wrong answer.' Eddie said between kisses. To which he suddenly bit her.

Lilly let out a soft moan when he bit her.

Eddie then let go of her and pulled her off the wall.

'Let me explain you what this is.' Eddie said. He put Lilly in front of the desk.And walked to the back of the class and sat down at the table.

'This is the place where I met someone who changed my world.' Eddie started. Lilly looked confused at him.'And this it the place you want to fucking fuck me?' Lilly said sarcasticly. 'I hate the class they teach here.' Eddie started.'This bitch made me fail 3 times.'

To which Lilly started thinking the only class he was failing was English.'She put me alone because of me failing so many times.And wanted to pay closer attention to me.''But then someone was added to our class and that person was put next to me.Wearing a fucking band shirt and listening to the best music.' Eddie said.

'Oh my god we are in Miss O'Donnel's classroom.' Lilly said looking at Eddie in the dark. 'And she was listening to fucking Led Zeppelin.She knew everything she needed to know about it. Hated school, loves good music, smokes weed, gives me a hot shower but also pulls me in a pool like a real bitch.' Eddie ended his story and stood up from his place.'From the moment i laid my eyes on you Lilith.' Eddie said shaking his head.

Lilly's heart was thumping out of control.This was the most romantic thing ever. And it was coming from Eddie the freak Munson.Before Lilly could even think straight she acted.

She pulled off his hellfire shirt and threw it on a table. As she sat on the desk of miss O'Donnell. Eddie stood between her legs putting her head between his hands. 'God I fucking adore you Lilith.' he said before she kissed him.And hard.

He was prepared because he took over dominance between their tongue's in a second and after a few minutes they broke apart. A trail of saliva between them. 'Let's fuck up this desk of hers.' Lilly said with a huge grin on her face.

She pulled Eddie closer to her by his shirt.And he took her chin between his fingers and pulled her face twoards him. Lilly stood her ground and kissed him on the lips. And she couldn't help it but she bit on his lower lip. To which Eddie backed his face away. Licking his lower lip to soothen the bite. 'A biter eh?' He said with a smirk before laying his arm around Lilly's waist and pulling her forward.

So she stood on the floor. He let go of her and leaned against the first table in front of the desk. 'Strip Lilith.' He said while crossing his arms. 'Isn't this my night?' Lilly said while crossing her arms. 'Don't you like it?I thought you like me being in control. So fucking strip.' Eddie said while pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Lilly was going to complain but it was pretty hot.So she did what he asked.

She was already out of her shirt and wearing just her dark blue bra with some lace and a clip on the front. And she kicked off her dr martens. (towards Eddie of course)

and unbuckled her belt and pulling her pants down slowly. When it had fallen to the ground she picked it up and threw it at Eddie. 'Better?' Lilly said laying one of her arms over her stomach.She had matched her underwear with her bra. Which of course meant she had been thinking she would lose some clothes at some point. 'Don't hide from me Princess.You're gorgeous. ' Eddie said as he pushed himself off the table and lost his jackets. He lifted her up in his arms and put her back on the table sitting on the edge.

As he let his hands slide over her arms down to her thighs. His hands were letting off sparks on her skin everytime he touched her.And his cold rings gave her an even weirder sensation. He then sat down on one knee and bit in Lilly's inner thigh. Lilly jumped up but Eddie grabbed her tighs between his arms holding her down. 'Nah-ah Princess.' Was the only thing he said.He was softly biting and kissing her thighs.To which Lilly grabbed the back of the desk. with both her hands.'Eddie..' She brought out.To which Eddie looked up at her. Lilly was whimpering her chest was rising fastly. To which Eddie smirked and went back in, but this time he let one of his hands go and slowly pulled her panty to the side.Exposing Lilly to him.

The cold air was hitting her and she let out a sharp breath. Eddie smirked at her. Before he slowly let his finger slide over her pussy. Lilly softly yelped. 'Oh sweetheart i'm only starting.' Eddie said before he digged in with his tongue. Lilly felt his warm breath on her and then even his tongue. In just a second she let go of the task with one of her hands and it was in Eddie's hair. He groaned when she did that. Which for her made another sensation in her gut.

To which Lilly let out a moan. This time it was a bit louder then it was before.'You know where not alone Sweetheart.' Eddie said before putting his face back.In just a few minutes Lilly was dripping down on Miss O'Donnell's desk.'Cum for me princess.' Eddie said as he latched on her clit and even added a finger.

'Eddie please.' Lilly brought out.'I can't do it silently..' She said in between breaths and moans. 'Good.' Eddie said but he backed off her and stood up so he was on her eye level.Lilly was looking a mess. Her lipstick was smooched and her eyes were half closed.She was panting looking at him. 'God you're so fucking hot Lillith.' He told her as he kissed her hard. She could taste something on him. Probably herself but she took this kiss grate fully.

She added her tongue to Eddie's suprise but he agreed and let her. Lilly was calming down a little from her almost high.A little bit dissapointed he didn't let her scream.But understandable he didn'tThey couldn't get suspended. But boy was she wrong.

When they were kissing he was pulling off the ring on his middle and pointing finger. and slammed them on the desk. To which he pushed them inside of her. Making Lilly jolt up. She broke the kiss.

'what are you doing?' she asked him softly.'You dont think i wont let you cum princess?' Eddie said with his signature grin.As he kissed her again.And started moving his fingers together slowly moving in and out of her. To which Lilly arched her back and let out a soft sound.

'Harder Lillith' Eddie said between their kisses. As he started to move faster and his fingers seperatley.Lilly let out a louder moan and grabbed Eddie's shirt in her hands. 'Almost.' Lilly told him softly.She regretted that she had said that because Eddie pushed his thumb on her clit. Making her fall over the edge she was about to break the kiss from him. But Eddie didn't let her his other hand was sliding up to the back of her head pushing her to him. 'Cum Lilith.' Eddie said lowly before kissing her again.

And she did hard. When she was getting down from her high she opened her eyes finding him smirking at her. 'Was that any good?' He asked.

'Shut up.' Lilly said with a soft smile on her face. she jumped to her feet standing in front of him.'Oh she can stand.' Eddie said.

But Lilly turned around bending over the desk. 'Come on Eddie~ ' Lilly said while looking over her shoulder. 'Are you sure Princess?, you came pretty hard.' Eddie asked her genuinely.'You still need to drive home..' He added. 'Don't be a pussy Eddie.' Lilly said

'I know you want to~' She added. 'Well you started it.' Eddie said as he stood behind her letting his hands slide over her back to the small of her back.She heard him unbuckle his pants and then he bent over her. 'Are you ready Princess?' Eddie asked her whispering in her ear. To which Lilly answered in an 'mmmm~'

And in one swift move Eddie had entered her pussy. To which Lilly bucked up her head moaning.'Ssssh Princess.' Eddie said as he was still bent over her as he bit softly in her ear. Lilly had put her hands to the back on the desk so she had something to hold on to.She felt Eddie speed up his hips.

Eddie raised himself a little sliding his hands from her shoulders to her back. Making Lilly have goosebumps.With one hand he grabbed her hip and the other he spanked her. Making Lilly moan out gripping the desk tighter.

'Eddiee.' She brought out whining. 'You're doing great Princess.' Eddie said in between his thrusts.He sped himself up a little but he pushed her hips down a little so he was a bit higher up making him slam even harder into her. Making Lilly in a softly moaning mess. Lilly felt herself weaken in her knees. But she kept herself standing up. She felt fucking great.

'Oh god Lilith.' Eddie brought out he threw his head back.She could feel his thrusts get sloppy. Which could only mean one thing. She felt the big knot in her stomach grow bigger and bigger with each thrust and she came hard again.

Lilly bit down on her hand so she wouldn't moan that loud. 'I didn't say you could come yet Princess.' Eddie said. 'But my knees.' Lilly admitted before Eddie pulled out and wanted to support her.'Hey are you okay?' Eddie asked. But Lilly had other plans. She turned herself around before Eddie could reach her and pushed him to the table behind them.

she crawled towards him and let in swift move she was sitting in front of him.'Let me make you cum now~ ' Lilly said with a wink before she took him in her hand. Slowly pumping up and down. She knew Eddie was almost there by the hiss he let out when she touched him. Lily was fast as she sped up her pumping making him let out a groan. 'I didn't know you did this Lilith' Eddie said. 'Shut up you.' Lilly said before she licked the tip.Making him grab her hair. Lilly let her tongue roll over the length of his dick.

'Fuck Lillith.' She could feel him twitch and she didn't hestitate. Lilly took him in her mouth and bopped her head up and down. 'Fuu....ckk.' Eddie brought out before grabbing her hair with both his hands. 'Princess i'm gonna...' Eddie brought out before he actually came. Lilly took him down completely making him shoot his load in the back of her throat. She softly sucked on him before slowly pulling herself back. And when she let go she swallowed. Looking at him with a smirk.

He let go of her hair and rested his hands on the table behind him. Lilly licked her bottom lip looking at him.'For fucks sake Lillith you make me fall for you even more.' Eddie said with a smirk as he dressed himself again.

He helped her to her feet and put her clothes back on. They did however switch shirts. Because Eddie needed his Hellfire shirt back.She was wearing his long sleeve shirt. she tucked it in her pants.

'Are you okay to drive home?' Eddie asked her after they both came back to their senses. 'I'm fine Eddie.' Lilly said with a smile as they had locked the classroom and ran back to the front of the school. Eddie had walked her back to her car.

Lilly had opened the door but Eddie pushed it back. Turning her around putting his hands on her hips.

'Elizabeth Johnson.' He said looking in her eyes. To which Lilly looked up at him.

He had never used her full name. 'I know we hardly know eachother but god you have me in the palm of your hand' He said grabbing her hand.

'I'd like to know if you would want to see some more of me.' He said as he looked in Lilly's eyes. 'What do you even mean Eddie?' Lilly said smiling at him.'God Eddie you're the only thing i think about.' Lilly said smiling at him pulling him in for a kiss. she pulled her arms around his neck and he snaked his hands around her waist pushing her against the car. They broke the kiss. 'God Eddie please, you fucked me just ten minutes ago.' Lilly said with a smirk pushing him off her.

she opened the door and stepped in the car. 'But what does this even mean now..' Eddie asked a little confused.Lilly smirked and chuckled at him being confused.

'Just meet me tonight after your whole job aka drug deal thing.' Lilly said when she started the car. 'You can come up with the drainpipe right?' She said a huge grin on her face before backing up the car and winking at him before driving away. To which Eddie shook his head. How can someone make him feel like that. But god did he like her.

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liesareeasier · 2 years ago

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'Home To Hawkins' Chapter 12: Secret's Out

‘Home To Hawkins’ is an Eddie Munson/ Stranger Things Inspired Fanfiction

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Hey everyone! Here’s another chapter of my Eddie Munson fan-fic! I’ll be posting a chapter for this every few days, so check for updates. :) This is kind of a strangers to friends to lovers story. There will be smut and mature content in this chapter/ story, so please stop reading if you’re not 18+. Thanks for checking out my story and I hope you enjoy it!! xx

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A/N: Hello! I apologize for such a large gap between chapters. To be completely honest, I was extremely busy and overwhelmed over the Christmas holiday. My family is a lot to handle and I'm just now feeling better after a long weekend with them. I hope you enjoy this chapter!! I'll have another available in a couple of days, and back to my regular posting schedule after that. :) Thank you for being so understanding. Every one of you mean the world to me, more than you could imagine. I was in such a dark place before I started writing this story. It's been a great way to get out of my own head, even if just for a while.

Thanks Again, Abbey xx c: <3

(a/n is from original chapter, I am aware it's no longer the holidays <3)

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Word Count: 11, 255 words c:

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After only a few beeps of Eddie's alarm clock, I was awake and leaned over so that I could turn it off. The room was pitch black but I somehow managed to do it. I stretched out some of my sleepiness before I slid out of bed, trying my best not to wake Eddie. He seemed not to hear the noise from the alarm, and I was relieved; He deserved some good sleep.

Ever since Eddie told me how often he suffered from terrifying nightmares, I couldn't help but worried about him. He said that he hadn't had one since we started seeing each other but I knew that I wasn't the sole reason for his relief. I hated that he still lived in fear because of whatever happened to him in the Upside Down. He did not deserve that, not at all. It was also gutting to know that there was a possibility it hadn't been fully destroyed. From everything that Max had relayed to me in our past phone calls, Hawkins was safe, but was there truly any way to know that for certain?

It has to be destroyed... They all swear that it was.... They can't go through this again... I'm sure the fires are just a coincidence... They must be... They have to be...

I grabbed my black overnight bag and headed into the bathroom. Eddie's uncle still wasn't home, but I figured he would be soon enough. It would be safe to change in the bathroom, in case he got home while I was showering, as opposed to our first meeting being with me dressed in only a towel. I was a tad bit anxious to meet him but in a good way. Knowing how important it was to Eddie, I wanted to make a good impression. He hadn't introduced anyone to his uncle before and I'd never met the parents of anyone who I was seeing. My relationships had all been fairly casual, up until now. The only "boyfriend" I ever had was some random kid in middle school named Jacob. I couldn't even remember his last name, that's how short-lived it had been.

Come to think of it, we never broke up... We sort of just stopped talking to each other... I guess if Eddie ever asks me to be his girlfriend, I'll have to tell him that I'm taken... Oh well...

I laughed quietly to myself, recalling my past flippancy toward relationships, as I shut the bathroom door behind me and switched on the lights. I pulled back the mint-green shower curtain and reached into the ceramic, blue tub to turn the water on. As the water was heating up, I slipped out of my clothes and brushed though my tangled hair before stepping in. The hot water crashing onto my cool skin would be the perfect way to wake up. It had gotten a little cold in Eddie's room last night, but I stayed wrapped up against him to stay warm. Normally, I hated sleeping so close to someone, but it felt natural with Eddie. It was hard to imagine ever getting used to staying the night with him.

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After I was done in the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel to dry off. Eddie's shampoo smelled amazing, like pine, but the lack of conditioner was a little frightening. It was a mystery as to how he had such perfect curls without properly taking care of them. That was just some of his magic, I guessed. I'd have to grab some stuff at the store to keep over here, since he wouldn't mind, but for now I could just rake some oil through my hair to make up for the lack of softness. I brushed though my wet hair before I rubbed some oil between my palms and ran it through my combed strands. After washing to oil off of my hands, I brushed my teeth until I felt clean again. I thought about sneaking back into Eddie's room to finish getting ready for work, but I had heard a door open and wasn't quite sure if it was Eddie waking up or his uncle getting home. I decided to put a little makeup on in here before walking out.

My outfit for the day was one that I had worn a million times before but remained as one of my favorites. There was nothing wrong with having a go-to outfit, in my opinion. Everyone these days were obsessed with having everything be nice and new, but I was always one for the classics. If it still worked, why change it? I paired my perfectly worn-out, high-waisted blue jeans with my coveted Cramps t-shirt and a black long sleeve underneath. I slipped on my socks and citrine necklace before putting some makeup on. One more glance at myself in the mirror showed me that I was ready for the day. I confidently opened the door to the bathroom, ready to see whoever was on the other side.

Eddie's bedroom door was still closed so I made my way out to the living room. Standing there, going through his work bag, was who I could only assume was Eddie's uncle. He was wearing a button-up work shirt with his name, Wayne, stitched on the chest. His jeans were dirty from a hard night of work, and he seemed like he was lost in his search for something in his bag until he must have heard me. He glanced around the room until he noticed me standing there in the kitchen.

"Well, hello there," he said softly as if to not wake Eddie, who he now knew was the one still sleeping.

"Hi, Mr. Munson," I said as I set my bag on the counter and went over to shake his hand.

"Violet, I'm guessing?" He asked as he held out his hand for me.

"Yes, nice to meet you. How'd you know who I was?" I asked as I firmly shook his callused hand.

"My nephew hasn't stopped talking about you for about a week now," he said with a sweet laugh as he dropped my hand. "It's good to finally meet you, too. Want a cup of coffee or anything?"

"Oh, it's alright. You don't have to," I said, just trying to be polite.

"You sure? I was just getting ready to put a pot on for myself. S'no problem at all," he replied as he started walking into the kitchen.

"In that case, yes I will take a cup. Thank you," I said as I went back to stand next to the counter.

"Do me a favor and grab us a couple mugs from the wall over there," he said pointing to a wooden rack full of colorful mugs.

"Will do," I said as I walked over to the rack, grabbed us two mugs, and set them on the counter while the coffee started to brew.

"So, why are you up so early this morning?" Wayne inquired as he led us over to sit on the couch while we waited. "Couldn't sleep? Sorry if it gets a bit cold in here. These old walls don't keep the heat in like they used to."

"Oh no, I slept just fine, Mr. Munson. I'm used to this time of the day. I usually have to be into work pretty early. I run the Family Video over on the other side of town," I answered.

"Oh, wow," Wayne said as he rubbed his chin. "That's mighty impressive. How did you swing that?"

"My grandparents owned the store before me. When they, um- when they passed, we found out that they still owned it and with nobody else to run it, I took it over," I said with a bit of hesitation but wanting to open-up to him.

"I'm sorry I pried, Violet," Wayne apologized but there was no reason for him too.

"You don't need to apologize," I said with a reassuring smile.

"Well then, let me go grab us some coffee so you can properly start you day," he said as he patted me softly on the shoulder before standing up to head into the kitchen.

He continued before pouring our drinks, "you take anythin' in your coffee? We're out of milk but we've got some sugar, if you'd like that."

"Just sugar is perfect," I said with a smile as he got the mugs together.

When Wayne was done brewing the pot of coffee for us, he returned it to its spot on the counter and brought my mug over to me. I gave it a few moments to cool down, but I couldn't wait too long. The wave of tiredness would soon sweep over me if I didn't get some caffeine in my system, and fast. I needed to get heading into work soon, but I was enjoying my morning with Wayne and was hoping that Eddie would be awake before I had to leave.

"So, how was work last night? Eddie said you've been working nights again," I asked before I took my first sip of the deliciously sweet coffee.

"Yep, I have, and it was alright. Just gotta do what I gotta do," he said with a slanted smile.

"Eddie talks very highly of you," I said as I looked into his kind, soulful eyes. "I can tell how proud he is to have you as his uncle."

"That boy means the world to me," he said, trying not get choked up thinking about the love he had for Eddie. "What has he told you about his situation, if you don't mind me asking?"

"A lot, actually," I answered honestly. "He told me about his parents and how you took him in when he was little. I can't imagine how somebody could leave a child like that but he's lucky to have you. It takes a special kind of person to show someone unconditional love like that."

"You're too kind," Wayne said, humbly. "He really told you all that?"

"I mean it, and yes, he did. From everything he's said, I can tell he loves and respects you a lot," I said as I heard a noise from the back of the trailer.

Wayne and I both turned our attention to the hallway as Eddie came stumbling out of his room. He rubbed his tired with his hands before coming into the light of the kitchen. He did a double take when he saw me sitting with his uncle. A smile started to form on his face as he made his way over to us. Dressed only in his boxers, I tried my best not to blush, but he looked so good.

"Good morning," Eddie grumbled as he walked into the living room. "What's all this?"

"Just having a cup-of-joe with this lovely lady of yours right here," Wayne answered as he took a long sip of his unsweetened black coffee.

"Your uncle was just telling me all of the embarrassing stories he had about you," I teased as Eddie's eyes widened and then narrowed intensely as he glared at his uncle and me.

I continued as I stood up, "thank you for the coffee, Mr. Munson. I've gotta get heading into work, but I appreciate this so much."

"Anytime, honey," Wayne said from the couch as I went over to wash my mug out in the sink. "You can call me Wayne, by the way. 'Mr. Munson' sounds too formal."

"You've got it, Wayne," I replied with a slight wave.

As I made my way back into Eddie's room to grab my tote bag, I could hear him and his uncle talking about me. It was dead quiet in the trailer, other than their voices, so I stood by the door and listened in on them. I felt a little guilty for eavesdropping but once I started, I couldn't stop myself.

"So?" Eddie asked.

"She seems like a great girl, kid. She likes you a lot, I can tell," Wayne replied, sounding like he was now standing in the kitchen, so I could hear him clearly.

"You really think so?" Eddie asked nervously.

"I know so. You've got a good one there," Eddie's uncle replied confidently. "Don't let her go."

"I don't ever plan on it," Eddie said, and I could practically hear him smiling from through the door. "She means everything to me."

They kept talking for a minute, but had grown quiet and I could no longer hear them as clearly as before. After his uncle's sweet words and Eddie's certainty about us, I could hear him making his way back into his room. I bolted over to the bed and acted like I had been making it before he walked in. Eddie walked right up to me, spun me around, and pulled me into him. My arms melted around his waist as he held me close.

We stayed like that for a long moment, just drinking each other in. I had my head nestled in his chest and he ran his fingers through my hair, sending chills rippling through me. I almost teared up, not wanting to leave him today. I felt so much closer to him after spending another night together and then meeting the most important person in his life. Hearing what he'd said about me when he didn't think I could hear him had warmed my soul; Everything was coming together.

"Mm, I wish you could stay," Eddie said as we started pulling away, still holding onto each other's arms.

"I know, I know," I said as I reached up and rested my hand on his soft cheek. "I told you, soon. Once the store is under control, I can take a couple days off and maybe we could go somewhere together."

"Just let me know when, and we'll get the hell out of this town the second we can, just me and you," Eddie said as he pulled me in for a kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips moved together as one. The idea of spending a weekend away with Eddie sounded like a dream. As we swirled our lips slowly together, I couldn't help but fantasize about going on an adventure with him.

Maybe we could go camping or rent a little cabin together... Maybe even head into the city and see a concert or something... Just being anywhere with him alone would be nice... Fuck... I need to get the store under control so that we can take some time away... I like him so fucking much...

After our long moment of early-morning passion, I needed to get heading out for work. Today would be easy enough, seeing as it was only Tuesday, but I still had to get there on time. Thankfully Eddie lived relatively close to the diner, so I would still have time to grab some drinks and breakfast on the way in. I hadn't asked Steve if he wanted anything to eat when I'd offered to get us coffee, but I was fairly hungry and figured that he would be too. It was a relief knowing that I would be working with him today. He always made the day go by fast.

Eddie quickly slipped into some black and grey plaid Metallica pajama bottoms, the shirt that he'd borrowed from me with their same logo, and put on his black leather jacket so that he wouldn't be cold as he walked with me out to my car. He almost looked too good to leave, even just dressed in his pajamas. I hated leaving him, but I had no choice, as the store and my team were depending on me.

I can't wait until we hire more help... I need a fucking break...

Wayne was in the bathroom taking a shower when we came out of Eddie's room, so I would just have to tell Eddie to say goodbye to him for me. As we sat putting our shoes on together in the living room, he started asking what my plans for the rest of the week were.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" Eddie inquired as I laced up my Docs.

"Max invited me to the arcade. You're going too, aren't you?" I asked as I waited for Eddie to slip his boots on. "What are you getting into?"

"I'm gonna stop by for a bit, I think. We usually have band practice, but some of the guys are busy tonight," Eddie said with a playful smile. " And I have some 'errands' I've got to run today. Gotta make money somehow."

Eddie put air quotes around his clever word choice, and I immediately knew what he meant. He hadn't met up with anyone to sell them weed, and I figured with how good his supply was, that his customers were anxious to get their hands on some more. I would never judge him for how he made his money, but I knew that he didn't want his uncle to hear him. He was doing what he had to do to get by, and frankly I respected him for it. There wasn't anything about his "job" that would make me think any differently about him.

"What are you doing after the arcade, if you wind up going? Do you want to stay over?" I asked, hoping he would be free.

"Yeah, I should be free," he answered coyly. "What about Wednesday?"

"I've got a dinner with Max and my aunt, so I don't know how late I'll be out," I said.

"Well, I'll be here working on my campaign if you want to stop by," Eddie offered as we started walking outside.

"I will if it's not too late," I said as I rifled for my keys in my bag.

"Oh, and I have a show at The Hideout on Friday. I'd love to see you there," Eddie said with that pretty smile of his.

"You know I will be," I said to him as I finally found my keys and looked back at him. "I can't wait to see you play again. Nothing could make me leave this time, I promise."

Once my car was unlocked, Eddie put my overnight bag into the backseat. He shut the door behind him and leaned against my car. He reached for my hands and pulled me in for a short kiss. I held his hands in mine when I pulled away, keeping my body pressed against him for warmth. The cool wind whipped around us as we spent the last bit of our morning together.

"Oh, my uncle wanted me to ask you if you'd want to come over for dinner on Sunday. He'll be off work for the first time in a few weeks, so he was wondering if you wanted to go out for burgers or something," Eddie said as he looked down at me and brushed my hair behind my ear.

"I'd love that! Will you tell him I said bye when he's done in the bathroom? I feel bad that I couldn't see him again before leaving," I replied as I moved to open my door.

"Of course, I will," Eddie said as he leaned in my car door while I sat down in the front seat. "You gonna tell me what you two were talking about before I woke up?"

"We we're just getting to know each other," I answered as I smiled up at him.

"So, nothing embarrassing like you said?" He asked as he crossed his arms.

"Wouldn't you like to know," I teased as I put the keys into the ignition and turned my station-wagon on. "See you later, Eds."

"You're not getting off that easy. I'll get it out of you," Eddie said with a devilish smile as he leaned down to kiss me goodbye.

He held my face in his hands as he pressed his lips against my forehead before pulling me in for a real kiss. His ice-cold rings sent a pleasing chill fluttering through me. I moved my lips with him for a moment before he stepped back so that I could close the door. After I shut it, I rolled my window down before I pulled away.

"Bye, Eddie," I said with a small wave.

"Drive safe, sweetheart," he replied as he waved goodbye back to me. "See you tonight."

I rolled up my window as I pulled away. I could see Eddie in my rearview, standing in his doorway while he watched me leave. He always did that I couldn't help but smile that he seemed like he couldn't get enough of me. Being wanted and desired was something that I wasn't used to but a welcome change. I'd always felt so lonely before meeting Eddie. I was content enough with my life, but I guess I didn't know what I was missing. He had completely flipped my idea of what a partner could be. It was as if the universe had personified exactly the person that it knew I needed. I felt so lucky to have found him.

•••

As I made my way to grab some breakfast and coffee, I blasted some Fleetwood Mac, per usual. I was determined to have a good day after the amazing morning that I'd had, and Stevie Nicks was the best way to put me in the best mood. I turned down the road that the diner was on and bobbed my head along to the end of the tape.

The waitress that was usually there, Pamela, was in today and it was always nice to see her. She threw in the muffins for free this morning and I made sure that I tipped her very well. She always made my day when I saw her. She had become a pleasant constant in my life that I was building here in Hawkins.

After securing two coffees and a couple of blueberry-streusel muffins, I headed toward the store. This morning had just been the perfect start to my day. Meeting Eddie's uncle had gone even better than I thought it would. The sight of Eddie being so nervous when he woke up and saw us talking was priceless. It was beyond adorable seeing him like that. I was glad that I had the opportunity to get to know Wayne alone at first. I could see in his eyes how much he loved Eddie, and it warmed my otherwise cold heart.

Eddie didn't deserve any of the things that had happened to him in this life. I mean, nobody truly deserved to be left by their parents or almost killed in an alternate dimension, but Eddie was nothing other than kind, and thoughtful, and caring. With the way he carried himself, you would never know about the darkness of his past. No matter what he was going through inside, he never let it show, unless you were someone very, very close to him. I always felt honored when he would open himself up to me.

I hope he knows he doesn't ever have to pretend to be strong around me... I love seeing his vulnerable side, the true Eddie...

•••

My thoughts were consumed with Eddie as I pulled into the video store parking lot that I almost missed seeing the other car that was parked in the lot. Leaning against his burgundy BMW was none other than Steve. There was something about him that looked different this morning, even more put together than usual. He was wearing some new sunglasses, nice slacks, a tailored brown jacket, and his hair looked particularly styled today. I parked my car next to him and noticed that he was beaming when I got out of my car and walked up to him.

"Good morning, Steve," I said as I handed him his black coffee with cinnamon and the bag containing his blueberry-streusel muffin.

"It is a damn good morning, Violet," Steve said as he slung his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the back of the store to get it unlocked.

"What's with you today?" I asked with a laugh as we walked together.

"I took your advice, is all," Steve replied as we rounded the corner behind the store.

He continued while I unlocked the door and held it open for him, "I called Nance again last night and told her that I didn't just want to hang out with her, that I wanted to take her on a date."

"And?" I asked as we flipped on the lights for the store and went to put our stuff in the lockers. "What did she say? Yes, I'm assuming?"

"Yes, she said yes," Steve sang loudly as he pulled me in for a hug and nearly squeezed the life out of me.

"Steve, Steve, I can't breathe," I tried to say, but my voice was muffled from being pressed against his chest.

"Sorry, sorry," Steve said as he released me. "My bad for strangling you. I'm just so fucking relieved."

"I'm so happy for you, friend," I said as we walked into the main part of the store to get the cash registers open for the day. "When are you guys going out?"

"Tonight!" Steve answered as we counted the cash in each of the drawers. "Holy shit, I get to see her tonight."

"Breathe Steve, breathe," I said, trying to keep him calm. "So, where are you taking her?"

"There's this Italian restaurant that's pretty good called Enzo's," Steve said, unable to wipe the wide smile from his face.

"Ooh, fancy," I teased while I went over to check the returns bin and get the front doors unlocked.

"I just- I just feel like everything is falling back into place," Steve said excitedly. "I know you don't know her yet but you're going to love her."

"I can't wait to meet her, Steve," I replied as I walked back over to the register area. "Bring her to Eddie's show on Friday. You're going, I assume?"

"Shit, I should," Steve said as he started considering the idea. "Well, I'll ask her what her plans are if tonight goes well."

"It will Steve, it will," I said as our first customer started walking through the doors. "Do you mind getting this guy taken care of? I need to make a few calls to set up interviews. I'm going to have people come in on Thursday to find us a store manager and a couple more associates to bring onto the team."

"Go ahead. I've got this," Steve said as he motioned toward the back of the store. "Just don't hire any losers."

"Thank you," I said as I started walking back to my office. "And I'll try not to."

"No, thank you," Steve called after me.

I closed the door to the office behind me and got to work calling the numbers from the list of applicants that I had compiled. If this round of interviews didn't go well, we would just have to regroup and try again. Not wanting to fail myself and the team, I had a lot riding on Thursday going well. As much as I was enjoying my time here, running the store was indescribably stressful. The amount of pressure that I felt was nearly crippling, but I was trying my best to hold it all together. Nothing in my life had prepared me for the challenge that I had taken on by choosing to run this store. I didn't need their support, but sometimes I wished that my parents had given me some advice before I left home.

I have to do this on my own... I don't need them... I can't keep wasting my time, hoping that they'll someday be different...

•••

After I got the calls that I needed to make, done, the interviews were all squared away, and I went back out to the main part of the store to help Steve with a few customers that had been coming in. I was excited to tell him that everything was finally coming together. We desperately needed help at the store, especially with balancing all our books. I was starting to feel like I was underwater with all the clerical work that I had been doing and feared that it was too much for me to handle.

We had 13 perspective team members coming in on Thursday and they all seemed like qualified candidates. I only had space on our payroll to bring on a manager and two more employees, in addition to eventually hiring Max. I hoped that the store would be cleared as safe soon and that I could bring her on the team after that. It was completely understandable why her mom was hesitant to let her work with me until we found whoever robbed and started a fire in the store. Putting Max in any sort of danger was the last thing I ever wanted to do. If her mom knew the truth about the Upside Down and what happened with Vecna, I was sure that she would never again let her leave their house. I just had to be patient and let the police chief get everything figured out.

As if by some weird twist of fate, just as I was thinking about him, Chief Hopper came marching through the door. He looked around the store for a second before his eyes met mine. He had an unnervingly stern look on his face that was hard to read. It was clear that he wasn't here to browse for movies when he beelined right for me.

"Miss Bradford, we need to talk," he started, skipping any pleasantries.

"Of course, Chief. What seems to be the problem?" I asked as a nervous chill rolled down my spine.

"Do you have somewhere we can talk in private?" He asked as he crossed his arms.

"Oh, yes. Follow me," I said as I walked out from behind the front counter and started to lead him back into the office, where I had just been. "We can go to my office back here."

As I walked Chief Hopper to the back of the store, I caught Steve's eyes. He had a worried look on his face, but I tried not to let it get to me. I kept my cool as I opened the door to the office and sat down at my desk. The chief closed the door behind us and took a seat in the chair across from me.

"So, I assume that you know why I'm here," Hopper said sternly.

"Is this about the robbery? Have you found Paul, yet? Or any more information about what happened?" I asked, slightly rambling with my questions but trying to stay as calm as possible.

"You mean to tell me that you don't know?" he asked as his thick eyebrows furrowed.

"No, I don't. I'm in the dark here, sir," I said as I leaned forward on the desk.

"I apologize. I figured you heard the news since it broke this morning," the chief replied, ever so slightly softening his tone, but keeping a stoic look plastered on his face.

He continued after taking a moment to gather all his thoughts, "I did a welfare check at the address we could find for Paul. We needed to confirm his whereabouts and question him about the robbery, but when we located his property, we found that his house and the surrounding area had been burnt to a crisp."

"What do you mean, chief?" I asked as the shock began to take over.

"What I mean, Miss Bradford, is that his house, the trees, and the yard around it all have fire damage. We found his car still parked in the garage and bags packed by his front door," he continued. "We haven't been able to locate him. Being that you were the last person to see him, I have to ask if you know what happened or been in contact in any way."

I gulped before mustering a reply, "the last time I had contact with him was when I was kicking him out of the store. He said he was on his way to Florida for work but- but I swear, I haven't seen or heard from him since. One of our employees said that his "job offer" was a scam, so I figured that he just skipped town or didn't want to show his face here again after I forced him to leave. Did you find anything at his house that might point to where he actually went?"

"Well, there is something else that I wanted to discuss with you," Hopper said as he rubbed at his chin. "We found a bag in a back closet in his house. There was what looked like a bundle of singed cash. Nothing was salvageable from the damage, but I now feel comfortable in saying that he was the one that robbed the store."

"Wow... I thought it was him, but at least knowing it was makes me feel a bit better," I replied. "And there's really no sign of him?"

"No. We have our guys on it, but it doesn't look good," Hopper said. "I can't divulge too much about an open case, but they are searching for human remains on his property. From how the scene was laid out, it appears that he was preparing to leave town when the fire broke out. We're unsure if he was able to flee or- or if he died at the scene."

"Oh, holy shit," I said, taking in everything he had told me, finally realizing the gravity of his questions from earlier.

A fire? Another fire? It can't be... This can't be happening... What if this is the Upside Down... I don't know if I should tell him about the fires or talk to the others... Does he really think I had something to do with Paul disappearing? He doesn't think that I killed him, does he? Oh god...

"Holy shit is right," the chief said as he leaned back in his chair.

"What do you think?" I inquired. "Do you think he left, or do you think he's dead? Do we have to worry about him coming back to the store?"

"In my opinion, I don't think you'll be seeing him again. As of right now, especially with what you've relayed to me, it's not looking good," he replied. "I can send a patrol by here a few times a day until we have more answers and we're going to keep surveillance on the crime scene when it's done being worked."

"You asked if I had seen him, so can I ask, am I a suspect or something?" I asked with an air of uneasiness as I even spoke the words.

"No, I don't believe you were involved. I had to ask, seeing as you were the last person who saw him," Hopper answered honestly. "I hope you understand, I'm just doing my job. These are just the kinds of questions I have to ask with cases like this."

"No, I completely get it. I'm not offended, Chief. I just-" I started before taking a moment to collect myself. "This is all very overwhelming. I mean, the guy was an asshole and a thief, but he didn't deserve this. And you're sure it was a fire?"

"Couldn't have been anything else," the chief said as he started to get up and I followed suit. "The trees, the inside of the house, and even some of the grass was burnt all around it. We had to have the fire guys put out all the red embers that were left. Never seen anything like it."

My heart sank with the chief's final statement. I realized that I had to fill him in on what I and the others had been suspecting. Unsure of how to approach it, I wanted Steve to help me. After all, he had a history with Hopper and had much more experience with the Upside Down. If these fires were tied to that twisted, alternate dimension, we would need the chief on our side to get this situation handled properly. Steve would know how to approach this better than I would on my own.

"Chief? Can we go find Steve so we can talk to you about something?" I asked as I was met with a puzzled look from Hopper.

"Sure. What about?" He asked as he held the door open for me.

"Hopefully nothing," I answered ominously as I looked around for Steve, needing his support to have this heavy conversation.

Seeing as the store was empty, I went to lock the front doors and flipped the sign to show that we were closed. The last thing we needed was somebody overhearing this conversation that wasn't supposed to. We walked over to Steve, who was organizing the returns from last night at the front counter. I wasn't sure if I was quite ready to have this conversation, but I had to rip the Band-Aid off.

"Hey Hopp, what's up?" Steve asked as he shook the chief's hand.

"Hi, Steve. I was wondering the same thing," Hopper replied as he leaned against the back counter and I went to stand next to Steve, who was flashing me some major side eye.

Hopper continued, "your boss here was just telling me that you guys had some information for me."

"Steve, the chief told me that he went and searched Paul's house and found a whole bunch of fire damage," I said as Steve's eyes widened.

"Oh shit, I see," Steve said as he looked back toward the chief who had an equally puzzled look on his face.

"Can one you fill me in here, please?" He asked with a frustrated tone.

"That's not the first fire to happen," I answered solemnly.

"Elaborate, you two. Or we can go down to the station if that's easier?" The chief offered.

"She means that we've been noticing some weird coincidences again," Steve explained. "There was fire here at the store when it was robbed, there was one by Lover's Lake the other night, and now this."

"I also saw a deer in the trailer park that had these strange, glowing-red eyes. It was the same bright red glow of the embers that have been left behind at every fire," I spoke up.

"You don't think it's..." Hopper started to wonder.

"We don't know," Steve quickly answered.

"Shit. Shit! Okay, let me talk to Joyce but we need to get to the bottom of this. Are you two free on Thursday?" The chief asked and we both nodded.

He continued when we read our reactions, "okay. Meet me at my place then. 8 o'clock. Steve, you know where it is. Who else know about this?"

"Just us, and Dustin, and Robin, and Eddie," Steve answered.

"Fuck... Well alright, bring them, too," the chief said as he lifted his hat and scratched his head.

"Will do," Steve said. "And Hop, we'll get it figured out. We closed all the gates and El destroyed the link between our worlds. We all saw it. This can't be that again."

"I hope not, kid. I hope not," Hopper replied as he started walking toward the door. "See you both Thursday."

With that, I went to unlock the doors for him, and he made his swift exit. The look of nervousness on his face as he looked back at us from outside made me nearly quake in fear. I just went back to the desk and Steve went to flip the sign back to open, but I stopped him.

"I don't think I can do this today," I said as I clutched my chest. "I can't lie to every customer that walks in here and just pretend that I'm okay. Not right now, not after all of that."

"You want to close early?" Steve asked as he walked over to me.

"No, but yes," I said as I held my face in my hands and Steve wrapped his arms around me to comfort me. I leaned into his chest as a few tears fell from my face. I couldn't control my reaction. The feeling of helplessness was coursing through me.

I continued when I pulled back and tried my best to collect myself, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be crying over this. I just- I know what you all went through, and I don't want to think the worst, but the chief's reaction scared the shit out of me."

"Me too. I hope it's not what we think. I mean, it can't be. I saw the gates close, and the link between our worlds severed with my own eyes," Steve said. "We'll get to the bottom of this, okay? Please try not to worry until we know that we have a reason to."

"Yeah, I'll try," I said. "I just have to call Keith and tell him we're closing. Do you mind if I come over for a little bit?"

"I usually wouldn't, but my parents did get home early this morning. Not that I'd mind you meeting them, but they're not exactly comforting in stressful situations. Would you want to go to your place? Or Robin's?" Steve asked.

"Anywhere is fine. I just don't want to be alone right now," I answered as my tears finally stopped flowing.

"Me neither," Steve said. "Call Keith and then I'll call Robin and see what she wants to do while you count the other register, okay?"

"Okay," I said as I started dialing Keith's house. "Thank you, Steve."

"Don't mention it," he said with a wink as he went to start closing the register closest to him.

•••

Thankfully, I was able to reach Keith just before he had left his place. I told him that I could still pay him for working today and he tried to refuse but I insisted that he take it. The store wasn't in the red, even with the robbery, so I wanted to do him the favor considering we had the means.

Once I was done on the phone, I handed it over to Steve and started counting the second register. He called Robin and I could hear him filling her in a bit and making plans to hang out, but I stayed focused on counting my drawer. Luckily, we had only had a few customers, and I only needed to put a small bit of cash into the safe before leaving.

After securing the overflow cash in the safe, I went to join Steve in the locker room to grab our stuff. I was beyond ready to leave. I felt guilty for closing the store, but my mind was in a million different places, and I needed to be selfish today. Since I had the day off, I figured I would call Eddie wherever we wound up hanging out to see if he could come by. Just seeing him would make me feel better.

"So, where are we going?" I asked Steve as we headed toward the back door.

"Robin said we could head to her place," Steve said with a smile, trying to lighten my dark mood.

"You think she'll mind if I invite Eddie over when we get there?" I asked as I locked the door behind us.

"She suggested it," Steve said as he nodded.

He continued when we neared our cars, "you okay to drive? I know this is a lot to process."

"I'm okay. I'll just follow you there," I said as I grabbed my car keys from my bag and started unlocking the door.

"Perfect. I'll drive slow enough for you to keep up," Steve teased with a playful shove against my shoulder.

"Whatever, Harrington. You wish. You drive like a grandma," I joked.

"Oh, we'll see about that," Steve said as he ran over to his car and rushed to turn it on.

Oh, he wants to race... He's on...

Luckily, I had the advantage because I had turned my car on before Steve even reached his. I pulled out of the parking lot and started briskly making my way to Robin's house. I didn't want to speed too much, but I had to smoke him. Even though he had a nicer and newer car, I knew I could beat him.

I raced through town, a street ahead of Steve the whole time. He got close to me once, but I cut down a side street that Robin had showed me. That gave me even more of an advantage as I pulled down Robin's street and could just see Steve's car appearing in my rearview mirror as I threw my car into park. I promptly hopped out of my front seat, locked my car, and waited for Steve on Robin's driveway. He had a smug look on his face as he marched up to me.

"I let you win, Bradford," Steve said as he stood with his hands on his hips, standing close to me and glaring down.

"You wish," I said as I smirked at him, gloating my win. "I crushed you. Even in a Beemer, you couldn't beat me in your wildest dreams."

"Oh, really?" Steve said as he crossed his arms.

"Hey, you two want to come inside and fight?" A familiar, deep voice rang out from Robin's front door.

Eddie?! What is he doing here?!

In the haze of beating Steve, I hadn't even noticed that Eddie's van was parked in the driveway. He stayed leaning in the doorway as I quickly walked up to him. I threw my arms around him, and he leaned back for a moment to pull me in for a kiss. I swirled my lips with his, instantly melting into his calm, comforting touch. It was like the universe knew exactly what I needed after such a stressful morning.

"Get a room, freaks," Steve playfully scoffed as he pushed past us and into Robin's house.

I didn't dare let go of Eddie. I needed him close to me right now. I twisted my hands in his curls as he pushed me up against the side of the house so that we would have a bit more privacy. Eddie's hands hitched against my lower back, traveling lower and lower until he was cupping my ass, squeezing at my curves. A slight heat started to grow in my center, and I knew that I needed to pull away before things went too far outside on Robin's porch.

"Mm, we should probably go inside, sweetheart," Eddie purred as he teased me with a few soft kisses down my neck, echoing my reluctant thoughts.

"You're the one who won't stop kissing me," I said as I released his curls and held the sides of his face in my hands. "What are you doing here, by the way?"

"Not happy to see me? Could have fooled me with how you jumped my bones right here for everyone in the neighborhood to see," Eddie joked with a devilish smirk.

"No, I am. I always want to see you," I answered. "I just wasn't expecting you to be here."

"Well, when a frantic Robin calls, who would I be to ignore her?" Eddie said before he kissed me forehead and sling his arm around my shoulder to lead me inside. "She called me after Steve talked to her. Long story short, she told me to get my ass over here. Well, she actually just told me to get my ass here, so here I am."

"Thank you for coming. I was going to call you when I got here, but I'm happy that you're here now," I said as I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I know it's not the day off we had been talking about but I'm always here for you, baby. Everything is going to be okay. I promise," he said as we walked into the house and he closed the door behind us.

We sat on the couch with Robin and Steve when we made our way into the living room. They were sitting on the floor, bickering about who would roll a joint, so I turned my focus back to Eddie. He held me close to him as I cuddled against his chest. I didn't care how cheesy we were being in front of our friends, I just needed to be close to him.

"Guys, chill," Eddie said as he reached into his vest pocket with his free hand and pulled out a rolled joint. "I'll light this and then you can both roll up, or I can help you fools out."

"Robin might need your help, but I got this," Steve said mocking Robin. "Light it up, Munson."

"You know what," Robin said as she pushed Steve's shoulder. "You're on. We'll both roll one and they can vote whose is better."

Eddie leaned back into the couch and sparked up his joint, while Robin and Steve got to work rolling their own. They were hilariously competitive with each other, and I was relieved that they didn't ask me to join in on their game. I had never learned how to roll and had skated by without having to know how, until today. As if reading my mind, Eddie flashed me a look while he passed his perfect joint to me.

"Here sweetheart," Eddie said as I grabbed the joint from him. "You want to try and compete with them?"

"Ha, I wish," I said as I took a long drag before responding more. "If I knew how, I would. Plus, I'm enjoying watching them try to annihilate each other."

"I'll have to teach you sometime," Eddie said with a wink as he threw his hands behind his head and relaxed into the couch.

"Here, Robin," I said as I leaned over and handed the joint to her.

She grabbed it from me and held it in-between her lips as she started rolling her joint. She had an adorably serious look on her face as she focused on her work. Steve was already almost done with his, so she had some catching up to do. I wanted to have faith in Robin, but Steve's was looking almost as good as Eddie's.

As the joint made a few more rounds, Steve and Robin finished up their joints. They got up off the floor and joined Eddie and me on the couch. I snuggled up to Robin as Steve took a spot on the other side of her. Before we got totally blitzed, I wondered if we should wait for Vickie. I didn't know where she was, but I didn't want her to feel left out if she was in their bedroom or on her way home from work.

"Do you think we should wait for Vickie?" I asked as Robin grabbed the lighter that Eddie was holding out for her. "Where is she, by the way?"

"No, no, it's okay," Robin said as she sparked her joint. "She's working late tonight, and she doesn't smoke much anyways. She'd probably hit it twice and fall asleep. It's actually pretty cute..."

Robin trailed off as she took the first hit. She ran her fingers up along the sides of the paper, trying to smooth the dimples to ensure that it burned evenly, but it looked like it was smoking just fine. After taking two hits, she passed it over to me. I lifted myself off of her as I started smoking. It was a little tight of a hit, but I wasn't going to judge it until we had finished Steve's.

"Shit, this is pretty good, Robin," Eddie exclaimed when I passed it over to him.

I watched him as he took a hit and inhaled the smoke through his nose as it trickled out of his mouth. He held in the smoke until he barely had anything left to breathe out. I was pretty sure it was called a 'French-inhale' and it was mesmerizing to watch. He could make anything attractive, even something as simple as hitting a joint. Eddie raised his eyebrows and winked at me when he caught me staring. He took his second hit and reached behind Robin and me, to pass the joint over to Steve. His arm rested behind me and he trailed his fingers up and down my upper arm as he held me close to him.

"What's up with you, Steve?" Robin asked as she furrowed her brows. "I mean don't get me wrong, I don't mind the silence, but you usually don't shut up."

"Says the chatterbox herself," Steve said as he chuckled. "Nothing's wrong. Just- just processing today?"

"Tell us, Stevie boy," Eddie teased as he leaned around Robin and me to look at Steve.

"Violet didn't tell you?" Steve asked.

"Is this about what you told me on the phone?" Robin chimed in.

"Can someone fucking fill me in?" Eddie wondered as a confused look spread across his face.

"Oh, it's nothing. The police chief basically accused me of arson today and said that the guy who robbed the store was probably missing or dead," I calmly answered as their jaws dropped listening to me.

"What the hell?" Eddie yelled as he jumped up off the couch, pinching his nose between his ring-covered fingers.

"Chief Hopper came in today to give an update about the robbery," I continued as I hit the joint that Robin rolled. "He um- he went to question Paul and found the place completely scorched."

"No," Robin said, dragging out the end of the word as the shock set in.

"Oh yes, Robin," Steve said in a serious tone. "He wants to meet with us on Thursday. Us four and Henderson, that is."

"No, we're not dragging Henderson into this," Eddie protested.

"Too late, Eddie," Steve retorted as I passed the joint to Eddie, hoping he would calm down a bit. "He already knows about the fire at Lover's Lake. He's not going to just drop this until we figure it out. You know how he is. He's involved whether we like it or not."

"No," Robin repeated as she stared blankly ahead.

Eddie took his seat back on the couch after passing Steve the joint. It was almost out, so he only hit it once before giving it back to Robin to finish. She put it out after taking the last drags. As she settled back into the couch, she sunk into her shoulders and anxiously fiddled with her fingers. I hated seeing her this nervous. It was usually in a charming or adorable way, but to see her so frazzled like this, I could tell she was terrified.

As Steve's joint made its way around, we sat in silence. No-one knew what the right thing to say was. The high from the weed was calming us a bit, but it wasn't enough to mask our collective fear. It was radiating from each of us, practically tangible as we accepted the inevitably dangerous journey ahead of us. They had the advantage of knowing what we were getting into, regardless of how terrifying it was to be experiencing again. I wasn't sure how I was going to handle this, but I wasn't going to back down from this fight.

This is our town... These are my friends... We've got this...

"Steve, you've got a true winner here," Eddie said to break the tension in the room.

"Mm, I figured I would do better than Robin but thanks man," Steve smugly joked as Robin rolled her eyes. "Coming from the master of pot and puppets himself, that means a lot."

"Sure, you win this round," Robin said with a laugh. "I'm coming for you next time."

I couldn't help but giggle at their silly competition. The world was imploding around us but somehow, we were laughing and couldn't have another care in this moment. I felt nothing but safe and comfortable with them surrounding me.

Robin skipped her hit as she was about to fall asleep, and I gladly grabbed the joint from Steve. He yawned as it left his hand, and he rested back into the couch. As the smoke reached my waiting lungs, I saw his eyes start to flutter and eventually close. I thought about trying to wake them when they both passed out, but we all had long nights ahead of us, and I figured that I should just let them sleep. Eddie and I finished up the joint between us. It still didn't smoke as well as Eddie's, but the weed was the same, so that made it tolerable. At this point, I was biased to Eddie's perfect rolling skills. He would have to teach me at some point, like he'd offered earlier. I was sure that once I learned, I could try to beat him.

"Come with me," Eddie said softly after he put out the joint, stood up, and held his hand out to me.

"Where are we going?" I whispered as I grabbed his hand, not wanting to wake up the now-sleeping Robin and Steve.

"There's a spare bedroom back here," Eddie said as he pulled me up off the couch and pointed to the hallway just past the kitchen. "I need to kiss you."

A satisfying chill went rippling through my body as Eddie led me through Robin and Vickie's house. It felt a little too naughty to do this with our friends right down the hall, but I would have been lying if I said that I didn't also need to be close to him. Today had been so draining and he always knew how to make me feel better.

Eddie closed the door behind us and leaned against the door as I sat down on the edge of the bed. He quietly twisted the lock shut before coming over to join me. I was too distracted by Eddie to think about anything else. All I knew was that I wanted to forget about this stressful day and get lost in him. Kissing him wasn't going to be enough, I needed something more. Eddie seemed to have the same idea as he laid me back on the bed and rested his hands against the sides of my face as he pulled me into him. My lips melted into his as I twisted my hands in his curls. Not breaking our kiss, I lifted myself from the bed to straddle him. As I ground myself into him, his hands trailed down my sides until they were hitched around my hips. I loved being close to him like this. He was the perfect medicine after a day like today.

I ran my hands down his shoulders until his vest and leather jacket were laying down behind him. I'd just planned in kissing him when he had pulled me off the couch, but I was suddenly craving more. As I laid sweet kisses down Eddie's neck, he flipped us over so that he was on top of me. He rested his knee between my thighs, and I rubbed myself against him. The pressure building in me was almost too much to stand.

I need him... I need him now...

"Please fuck me, Eddie," I lightly moaned as I pulled him down to kiss me.

Our lips moved together until Eddie pulled back for a moment, "we can't do that here baby, but I'm dying to taste you."

"Mm, I'd like that," I whispered as Eddie started kissing me down my jawline, ending at the base of my neck.

He pulled my t-shirt and long sleeve down just enough to leave a few love bites underneath its surface. As he started teasing my nipples through my clothes, thunderbolts of pleasure shot through me. I promptly moved my hands from him to start undoing my jeans. I managed to shimmy them down to my knees and Eddie sat up to fully take them off. He unlaced my boots, quietly set them on the floor next to the bed, and swiftly pulled my pants the rest of the way off.

Eddie climbed back up to me and pulled me in for another deep kiss. My center was pulsing with anticipation, but I didn't want this to end just yet. I loved kissing Eddie and felt like I could do it for hours. My tongue danced with his when our lips parted. As always, I let him take the lead. I twisted and turned, following his intoxicating movements. I wrapped my legs around him as one of his hands moved down to my center, touching me over the thin material of my panties.

I circled my hips against his touch as Eddie pulled away from our embrace. He kissed me once more on the forehead before sliding down and positioning himself between my already trembling thighs. As he moved my underwear to the side, I threw my head back into the fluffy pillows behind me. All I wanted to do was cry out in pleasure as Eddie started sliding his fingers inside of me, but we had to be quiet. If we got caught in here, we would never live this down.

I reached down for Eddie's free hand, which was tightly gripping my thigh, and pulled it up to mine. As I twisted my fingers with his, me moved my mouth to my core. His tongue swirled across my bundle of nerves as he continued his steady rhythm inside of me. His two, thick fingers felt like a dream. The combined pleasure of his mouth and his hand were quickly going to send me over the edge. Eddie moved sensually in me as I looked down on him. My whole body started vibrating as he slowly moved in and out of my core. He was usually so rough with me, which I loved, but this pace was a welcome change. We were going to have to try it like this more often.

I was inching closer and closer to my finish but didn't feel like I should say anything. I knew Eddie could feel it as he steadied his pace. I squeezed Eddie's fingers as my climax started. His thumb circled against my hand as he kept up his steady, slow movements inside of me. As I started riding out my high, I almost died of embarrassment when a small moan escaped my lips. Eddie's eyes flashed up at me as he let me finish fully before moving up to hover right over my face. He took the hand that was just inside of me and shoved his two, wet fingers past my lips, resting them on my tongue. He held my jaw as he glared devilishly down at me.

"You need to be quiet when I start again," Eddie roughly whispered.

"I already finished, baby," I said quietly when he moved his hand from my face, tracing along my jaw.

He watched as I licked my lips, tasting myself, before he continued, "I know. I want to watch you come again. Think you can be a good girl and stay quiet?"

"Oh fuck," I said softly as he wasted no time and resumed what he was just doing to me. "Yes, I can, Eds. I promise."

I rolled my hips against his fingers as he squeezed his free hand tightly around my hip. The sides of his rings dug into my skin and felt so incredibly good. The mixture of his rough grip and soft touch was going to make me explode. I was trying as hard as I could not to gush all over him, but I wasn't going to let that happen here. We had enough to hide from Robin and Steve already and if I wound up soaking the bed, it would make it that much harder to keep this our little secret.

Eddie built up his steady rhythm again, this time sliding three fingers inside of me instead of two. His tongue traced my name on my clit as the heat began to build in me once more. I was still unbelievably sensitive from my first orgasm, and I was close to a second. My fingers of my left hand gripped tightly into the purple bedspread, and I covered my mouth with the right. Eddie's eyes flicked up to me and I could fill his lips forming a smile as he started to feel me reach my finish.

The wave crashed even harder this time and I had to literally bite my tongue to keep myself from making any noise. I was sure that Eddie liked to see me struggle like this. We had never been as risky as we were being right now, and it was fueling the passion between the both of us. He kept up his steady, slow pace while he felt me clenching around him. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I let the intense pleasure roll through me.

When I was good and finished, I pulled Eddie up to kiss me once before rushing to put my clothes back on. We had to get out of here as quickly as we walked in. There was still a good chance that Robin and Steve were still asleep, and I didn't want to risk getting caught by staying in here any longer than we had to. As I sat on the edge of the bed and re-tied my boots, Eddie sat behind me and kissed me down my neck as he pulled his jacket and vest back on. I wanted to turn around, pin him to the bed, and have my way him, but we had to go. I turned back to face him before getting up again.

"Should we walk out together, or should I wait in here for a minute?" I asked as I rested a hand on Eddie's flushed cheek.

"Well, if we get caught, let's get caught together," Eddie said with a laugh.

"I'll follow you into the hellfire," I joked, using the name of his DND club, much to his delight.

"Sweetheart, if you're going to keep talking dirty to me like that, we're going to have to take this back to my place," he said as he raised his eyebrows at me, and a smirk grew on his pretty face.

"We can go there after the arcade. That is, if you're coming with us," I said, remembering that he had been vague about his plans tonight.

"Robin did say Vickie was working late. I can drive you guys, if you want," Eddie offered, confirming that he was going to join us.

"Sounds like a plan," I said.

"A date?" Eddie asked after sweetly kissing my cheek and tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Yes, a date. I'll just get ready here before we leave," I said as I stood up and held my hands out to help Eddie off of the bed.

We straightened up the covers and prepared ourselves for whatever we found on the other side. Best case would be that our friends were still passed out from the potent joints we'd smoked, and worst case was being mocked and ridiculed for the end of time.

Please be asleep... Please be asleep... Please... Be... Asleep...

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steviesbicrisis · 1 year ago

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To me it’s the fact that Steve assumed Robin had a license but still woke up 3 hours before his work shift to drive her to school everyday.

That is not a plot hole everybody, that is just the kind of person Steve Harrington is.

#you dont understand #what a great friend Steve is #this is the main reason why I don’t want his story to revolve again around Nancy #it’s him and Robin and they have the greatest friendship in the show #these two mf will get married and live together and it’s going to be 10000% platonic #if you look up platonic soulmates in the dictionary SBAM just pictures of Stobin #Im done bye #steve harrington #platonic stobin #robin buckley #stranger things

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asthedeathoflight · 7 months ago

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I think an underrated angle on 2x05 is something that either Jacob or Assad said in some interview somewhere, which is that in that episode Louis is addicted to heroin. Thats why he has that whole stash of drugs that he gives to Daniel, that's why he gives Daniel the drugs even though he's already got him alone. He didn't just use those 128 boys for sex he was using them to get high. Bring them home, get them to shoot up, and then drain them to get that secondhand high.

It clarifies something that's always confused me about that scene, which is why Armand saves Daniel the first time. He wouldn't save Daniel as a person, he clearly knows Daniel needs to die, but he's not seeing Daniel as a person there. Daniel is just a substance. He rips him away from Louis to stop him from using.

And i think that adds a whole other layer to the fight he and Armand have to think that this is Louis on a bender, with Armand cleaning up after him because he's not stable enough to. Louis in the bed for a week isn't just healing from the burns, he's going through withdrawal. Him at the table with Daniel giving him the "bright young reporter" speech is probably the first time he's been sober in months.

It adds another layer to Armand's desperation, that Louis has been running from both Armand and himself in this way, and of course Armand wants to erase that memory. Of course he wants to pretend that that fight never happened. Not just to protect himself but in a way to protect Louis from having said those things. When he describes the fight to Louis afterwards, he says "you said the worst things you've ever said to me." And he doesn't really know how to forgive Louis for that so he just wants to bury this rock-bottom moment and move on like it never happened. After all, Louis was high, he didn't really mean it, but if he remembers then maybe he might think that he had a point. Better to wipe the whole experience away.

#imagine youre in an eternal spite marriage with your ex who you're in love with because he's in love with your other ex #who youre also in love with #and your spitehusband who hates you turns to drugs to cope with the traumatic death of his daughter (which you caused but who's counting)#and you just follow him around cleaning up his messes and propping him up and keeping him alive #because despite everything you do love him #and you find him mid bender and he's told his life story to a reporter and he didn't even mention you #and you're just trying to protect him from himself so he doesn't pass out in a pool of blood on the floor #and he tells you that you're a burden #that youre the thing thats killing him #that 10 hours with a stranger made him feel more alive than your whole relationship #and he says that youre BORING #that all your trauma and grief and fear made you UNINTERESTING #yeah id do some saw trap shit too #blorboposting #benni proof #interview with the vampire #loumand #iwtv

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dreamsteddie · 18 days ago

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Steve and Eddie who kind of flop in life and end up poor, living in a trailer in a different small town living quiet lives of no import.

The kids, Robin, Nancy, and Johnathan all seem to take the small handful of opportunities offered to them by the government in the aftermath of the Upsidedown to take off and make something of their lives. They're off writing headlines, making news, and living their lives to the best of their abilities, but Steve and Eddie find themselves stuck.

Steve stayed in Hawkins until the kids graduated and left for college. By then Nancy, Johnathan, and Robin are all in their second or third years of college. John and Nancy have their own apartment in New York together and don't reach out all that often, only seeing the rest of the Hawkins crew on Holidays and some vacations. Robin is flourishing at an all-women's college in Maine and has a partner and a cat and plans for graduate school brewing. She's always saying Steve can come out and join her whenever he's ready, but when the time comes it feels like he would just be trying to insert himself in the middle of a life he doesn't know how to fit into, so he turns to Eddie instead.

Eddie is permanently disabled in a number of ways following the events of season four. He struggles with chronic pain, has breathing issues due to the loss of part of his right lung, and lost enough muscle mass in his left leg that walking will never be easy or done without the use of a walker or arm bar crutches. The doctors said he recovered as well as he could have. The kids said he would get better with time. Wayne said it didn't matter if he never got better, he could do anything he set his mind to.

Steve is the only person who tells him the truth.

Steve tells him that it sucks. Tells him that it will probably always hurt. Doesn't give him false hope when he's trying to grieve the loss of the life he wanted to live. The goals he wanted to reach. When he falls deeper and deeper into himself, stuck in the muck of depression, Steve is the only person he lets in. The kids try their best but their lives are moving fast, and taking care of someone like Eddie is exhausting, no matter what they try to say. Eventually, everyone but Dustin gives up on reaching out, the younger boy showing up every Sunday to try and get Eddie out of the house. He always leaves disappointed.

When Steve asks him if he wants to use what's left of their partly government payouts and Steve's equally meager Family Video savings to buy a truly shitty trailer in a town an hour and a half south of Hawkins in the fall of 1990, it feels like the first boon he's been given in almost five years. He'll never be who he could have been if he had ignored Chrissy that day in 86', but he's always thought maybe he could be more than a ghost between Wayne's walls if he could just get out of this god-forsaken town full of people who know too much and too little of what's happened to him.

They get the trailer, pack what little they have, let Wayne hug them close, and leave.

Steve has already transferred to their new town's Family Video, moving up to claim the dubious honor of being the opening manager. Mostly he just unlocks the door, signs into the computer, and makes sure nothing catches fire. Eddie hoped that moving would miraculously make him fit to enter back into the world, but he spends most of his days with a blanket on the front porch, watching people pass by. He does, though, finally accept that he needs to apply for disability to help Steve keep the lights on and the water hot. That last little bit of hope that he could be what he used to be dies, but he's learning to be content with what he does have. He starts taking a walk, just ten minutes around the loop of the trailer park saying hi and trading polite nods with his fellow residents. He's not ok, but he's starting to build a new community of people not too different from himself.

The new trailer only has one bedroom. Eddie sleeps on a fold-out mattress in the living room. It had been a major argument when they first moved in with Steve insisting that Eddie needed the bed. Eddie argued that it wasn't fair for him to take the room when Steve was the one working 40 hours a week to keep them afloat. In the end, Eddie was the more stubborn of the two. It helps that Eddie has absolutely no qualms about crawling into bed with Steve on the nights when the couch bed really won't cut it for his aching body. Steve never questions it, just shuffles over a little and lets the other man in.

Steve doesn't question a lot of stuff.

He doesn't question when all their effects are shared between them with no effort to distinguish between yours and mine, Eddie's and Steve's. He doesn't question it four months in when Eddie starts to get his feet under him and decides to take up cooking, always trying his best to have everything done just as Steve walks through the door. He doesn't question when a good chunk of Eddie's first disability check goes to buying Steve a sturdy, if not very fashionable, new watch for his birthday since his old one went bust almost a year ago.

He doesn't question it when Eddie holds his hand for the first time under the stars hanging above their front porch.

He doesn't question it when Eddie introduces him to one of his new neighbor friends with a hand resting comfortably on his lower back

He doesn't question it when Eddie starts sleeping in the bedroom every night.

Or makes him box mix cupcakes for Valentine's Day.

Or kisses him for the first time on the couch that's never a bed unless they want to spend the day binge-watching bargain bin films.

Because really, isn't this how it was always going to go? Wasn't this exactly what Steve was asking for when he asked Eddie to skip town with him?

Isn't this what Eddie was hoping for when he said yes?

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wheneverfeasible · 4 months ago

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Steve’s used to not being loved.

He’d known his parents didn’t love him since he was a young child. He’d known that the girls he casually took on dates and occasionally fucked didn’t love him. He’d known Tommy and Carol didn’t love him like friends were supposed to. They all loved his reputation, sure, but not him. It was easy though because he didn’t love them either.

He’d loved his parents once, a long time ago. Back before they were practically strangers, but that love had been the obligation of biology. He’d thought he loved Tommy and Carol, but it had all been too surface level and focused on popularity.

He had loved Nancy though. He finally found someone he could start to be his true self with and he loved her and he thought she loved him, only…only she didn’t.

He couldn’t blame her. After a while, when the same thing keeps happening, you kind of have to look for the common factor in all those loveless relationships and see what the real issue was. Simply put…

Steve was just unloveable.

Maybe it was his past. Not that he’d actually been a bully or anything, he’d actually shut down a lot of bullying even among his then-friends and teammates, but he had been kind of self-absorbed. Or maybe it was just the fact that he wasn’t as smart as the people he found himself surrounded by. Maybe it was just the fact that he wasn’t anything special, not at the end of the day.

Except he could take a punch.

And slowly, he found people that did love him. The other kids might tolerate him, might like him, but Dustin genuinely loved him, he knew that. Dustin was his original ride-or-die. Dustin might be a little shithead that constantly treated Steve like he was stupid, but he was like his brother. And Dustin also make him feel amazing and wanted and loved.

And then there was Robin. Most amazing of all really was that Robin loved him. His Platonic soulmate. His other ride-or-die. She saw him at his lowest and saw him at his highest, was there for him when he had stuff he didn’t want to drop on a teen boy who should be worrying about pimples and bad hair days, not interdimensional monsters and evil wizards. Robin made him feel loved too, even if she also sometimes teased him a little too sharply.

There was also Max of course. He’d been surprised at receiving a letter from her too, back when Vecna had been after her. He’d read it, back when she’d been in her coma. She hadn’t said she loved him, but it was there in other ways. The big brother she should have had all along.

So yeah, okay, Steve was loved. But it was platonic. It was friends, his new kind of family even, but it wasn’t the love he’d always wanted and never had. He just accepted the fact that people didn’t love him that way.

Which was why, when he realized he was in love with Eddie, he just sighed and accepted it and never changed anything in the way he interacted with the other man. He didn’t bother telling Eddie because he knew there was no point. Besides, Robin called him out on it, said he was being so obvious about his feelings, but Eddie never said anything too.

So okay. Steve was in love with Eddie, but Eddie wasn’t in love with Steve. Eddie also didn’t treat Steve any differently despite knowing that Steve loved him. After all, if Steve was so obvious about it, then Eddie had to know too already, right?

So Steve watched Eddie come out to them, had nodded along when Eddie nervously explained what bisexuality was, having already had his own crisis before though he realized he’d never officially come out either. But then if his feelings for Eddie were so obvious, he figured he didn’t have to, so he didn’t say anything and let Eddie have his moment.

And it didn’t matter that Eddie liked guys. He still couldn’t love Steve, so Steve just accepted it and let it be. He didn’t flinch when Eddie mentioned meeting a guy in the city, was even downright friendly when Eddie eventually brought the guy around to meet everyone.

It hurt, of course, but Steve’s feelings were his own problem; he wasn’t going to let the fact that he was in love with one of his best friends make things awkward. Eddie was nice enough that he never told Steve to knock it off when Steve got a little too touchy with him, though Steve backed off in his own when Eddie seemed a little panicked about it sometimes.

Steve was even there for Eddie when Eddie came over crying because he and guy broke up. He wouldn’t tell Steve why they broke up, not entirely, but eventually Steve learned it was because Eddie had feelings for someone else this entire time.

Steve wondered who it was, but in any case he just hoped Eddie got to be happy with them eventually. He later told Eddie one day when Eddie was over that he was a great guy, obviously, and anyone Eddie liked would be a lucky person. He hoped he didn’t sound judgmental about it, didn’t want Eddie to think he was being petty or whatever, but Eddie just looked sad again and left soon after.

Steve knew he had a problem about being too much sometimes. It had pushed Nancy away, and every girl he’d tried to date afterwards never really liked him enough either. It was still just his reputation and his hair that got him dates, not who he was himself. That was fine. Temporary companionship was better than nothing he supposed.

And life continued, and Steve kept loving Eddie, and he was content that Eddie let him love him, even if there was no hope of it being reciprocated.

And then Steve went on a date with a guy.

It was…okay. The guy was a lot handsier than Steve would like, and kind of boring when compared to Eddie, but Steve just shrugged and figured that at least it’s be someone else’s hand this time. And it was okay. No great spark or anything. More of a glorified one night stand than anything, but it was fine.

He knew he needed to get out dating again. Girls and guys. His love for Eddie wasn’t abating at all, so he couldn’t bring himself to actually date anyone, but he could do hookups.

Which was how Eddie found him one day, mouth around some guy at a bar in Indy because they had forgotten to lock the bathroom door. Oops. It was a little annoying though that Eddie looked as upset as he did. He appreciated the fact that Eddie didn’t call him out for his unwanted feelings, but it wasn’t fair that he thought Steve shouldn’t be able to move on.

They got into a fight.

They never exactly said what they were fighting about with words, but Eddie yelled at him for having unsafe sex, while Steve yelled at him for being a hypocrite, and then Eddie yelled at him for leading the guy on, and Steve said that that was a bit rich coming from him.

And Eddie was yelling and yelling and yelling about who knows what, telling Steve he shouldn’t be having random hookups in bathrooms when he wasn’t even gay, and Steve yelled that bisexual men can have bathroom hookups too, and that seemed to surprise Eddie for some reason.

In any case, it caused him to shut up for long enough for Steve to angrily tell him that just because Steve loved him, it didn’t give him the right to tell Steve what he could or could not do, especially when he knew Eddie didn’t love him back.

And then…

“You…you love me?” Eddie choked out, his eyes wide as he stared across the dark alley outside the bar, where he’d dragged Steve after catching him on his knees.

Steve rolled his eyes, jutting out one hip to place a hand on while the other hand ran aggressively through his hair. It was started to rain while they were in the bar, a light drizzle that was slowly weighing down their hair, not that either of them paid it any mind.

“Jesus, Munson, are you really going to make me listen to the whole spiel again?” He rolled his eyes, throwing his hands up in frustration. “This is bullshit, I’m bullshit, my love is bullshit, yadda yadda yadda. Or are we going the other way? The sad puppy eyes and the fact that you like someone else and it could never be me? I already know all this, Munson.”

Eddie continued gaping at Steve like a fish. It was starting to make him vaguely uncomfortable. Eddie shook his head, long strands of hair whipping wetly around him. “H-how long have you loved me?” Eddie whispered.

Steve’s frown deepened. “I don’t know, man. You probably clocked it before I even did. I just barely realized like a year and half ago.”

Eddie’s eyes bugged further. “You’ve love me for a year and a half?” he asked incredulously, making Steve’s frown turn from annoyance to confusion.

“You already knew this, Eddie.”

“I most certainly did not!”

And…oh. Oof. Okay. Steve grimaced and held his hands up suddenly in a surrender sort of way. “Yikes. Okay, well, this doesn’t have to change anythi—”

“This changes everything!” Eddie exclaimed in what others might cause a shriek.

Steve winced, taking a step back and hitching his shoulders up to his ears. “Eddie…Eddie, please, c’mon,” he tried to reason, feeling dread settling in the pit of his stomach. He was suddenly remembering all the times he’d invaded Eddie’s space, how many times he’d flirted back with Eddie’s fake flirting, thinking it was okay because the other man knew how he felt.

Fuck. Fuck, he’d fucked up again.

“Eddie, I know you don’t love me, okay,” he rushed to say. “I know you can never love me. I get it, okay? I’m not trying to force you to feel any way or anything. Just like with Robin and Nancy, the fact that I like you doesn’t have to change anything.”

“Not…Steve,” Eddie said, reaching up to grip and pull at his own hair as an incredulous laugh escaped him. “Steve, I fucking love you.”

Steve tried not to let that hurt. He knew Eddie probably didn’t get how much him saying that pained Steve since it wasn’t the kind of love he was talking about, so he wasn’t going to get upset at him over that.

“I know,” he sighed, slowly letting himself relax his body posture. “I know you love me in a friend way. And that’s enough for me, really! I love you like a friend too, so the fact that I also—”

“No Steve,” Eddie cut in again, and while he seemed exasperated, a wide smile was also starting to curl over his lips. “Robin was right and you really are a dingus. I mean, yes, I love you as a friend, but I’m also in love with you. Romantic styles.”

“I…” Steve blinked. He tried to understand Eddie’s words but they didn’t make sense. “What?”

Eddie snorted out a laugh, and the smile curled on his lips stretched out into a grin. He took a step closer. “I’m in love with you, Steve Harrington. I have been since…hell, probably since you went all Ozzy on me. But definitely since I woke up in the hospital to you holding my hand.”

Steve’s stomach swooped. “I don’t understand,” he said, and even to his own ears there was a small whine there. “You don’t…people don’t love me,” he pointed out. “They can’t. There’s something about me that just makes it impossible.”

Eddie scoffed, reaching out once he was closer enough to curl his fingers in the sleeves at Steve’s biceps. They were both now well and truly wet from the rain, but neither of them paid any attention to it at all.

“Now that’s bullshit, Harrington. You’re so fucking easy to love. As a friend and as something…more. I love you, Steve.”

Steve wanted to deny it again, wanted to say that that was impossible, because…because he’d never heard those words. Sure, Dustin and Robin told him they loved him, but romantically? Even Nancy had never told him that in those words. Not even in a lie. He couldn’t fully comprehend that he was hearing them now.

“Fuck, Steve,” Eddie breathed, his hands moving to cup Steve’s jaw. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life telling you that. You’re stuck with me now, big boy.”

And then Eddie kissed him.

Eddie was true to his words. He told Steve he loved him every single day, told him with his words and his actions and when it was legal, he told him again in front of all their friends and found family when he made a vow as a his husband.

And Steve? Well, it took a while for him for actually believe it, but nowadays? When Eddie kisses him good morning every day in bed, whispering his devotion, and every night doing the same, telling Steve he’ll see him in his dreams? Well…

Steve’s used to being loved. And he spends every day loving in return.

Hi hello I have no idea what this is but I just started typing and then I didn’t stop until this was completed lol

Hostage hotties: @derythcorvinus @katyawriteswhump

#steve harrington angst #angst and fluff #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #stranger things #also there’s a hidden reference in the story lmao #kudos if you catch it #plot thots

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love-byers · 14 days ago

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10 likes and i'll free mike's boyfriend so they can be together

#get to liking #or else their love story will end tragically #byler #stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #byler tumblr

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strangelysamantha · 3 months ago

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drive in ❀

steve harrington x fem!reader.

warnings: pure fluff.

words: 650.

summary: going to a drive in theater with stevie!

request? no

a/n: cute lil fluff. i have two stories almost done, but i won’t be able to post them until tmw. i figured you guys deserved a wholesome cute fluffy story in the mean time. like and reblog if you enjoy. please follow if you enjoy! i appreciate you guys and am so happy you guys read my stories.

my masterlist https://www.tumblr.com/strangelysamantha/658838358462726144/samanthas

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steve had asked you on a date to the drive in theaters. he picked you up, eager to get to spend time with you. “okay i got your favorite snacks, and i brought pillows and blankets!” you smiled at his enthusiasm, “perfect! thank you! i brought us some drinks too!” he sets up the radio to pair it to the sound system. you situated your snacks, getting comfortable in your seat. the windows were rolled down halfway, allowing the nights air to creep in. the credits begin to play. you look over at steve, in awe of his beauty. “you’re sexy,” you reach up to cup his chin. “thank you baby.” you pull him towards you, pressing a soft peck on his lips, he sighs, “not so fast,” he pulls you into a deeper kiss, and places his hand in yours. “that’s more like it.” you grin. “i love spending time with you stevie.” he smiles at the nickname. “i’m very happy you came with me.” the movie begins to play, you feed steve some candy, engulfed with happiness.

you could spend every second of everyday with steve, and never get tired. he treated you with so much respect and kindness. he genuinely cared, and went above and beyond. he never put this much effort into anyone. he wanted to be the best version of himself for you, he couldn’t loose you. he’d do anything for you. “this was all so perfect. the snacks, the blankets, everything. i could never explain in words how much i love you.” his heart freezes. you hadn’t said the “L” word before. you knew you felt that way for awhile, but you wanted to be certain before you told him. his heart speeds up, a smirk rises to his lips. “i love you so much,” he kisses your forehead, one hand is holding your thigh. the other one grabbing your chin. “you’re perfect baby, i’d do anything for you.” your love was unconditional for steve, your heart warmed at his confession. “you’re too good to me,” you shake your head, wondering how you got so lucky. “i know it’s crazy, but you don’t deserve any less, i would do anything for you. you’re mine, and i don’t want to loose you.” you kiss him abruptly, “you won’t. i need you. i can’t even think about not having a life with you.” the idea of not having steve by your side was nauseating. “can i sleepover tonight?” you ask. he grins in response, “yes of course!” silence falls between the two of you as the movie continues to play. steve held your hand the entire time, feeding you some popcorn. you knew you loved steve harrington. you wanted to go on a thousand more dates. any moment you could be, you wanted to be by his side. you love him.

steve and you applaud at the end of the movie, the date went by smoothly. you enjoyed the movie, especially enjoying the parts where you could sneak a kiss on steve’s lips. steve tunes the radio back to his favorite station before starting the commute to his house.

after arriving at his place; you change into one of steve’s shirts. you sit carefully on his bed, waiting for him to join you. he turns out the lights, only leaving a small beam of light from his bedside lamp. you cuddle into his side, and he places a kiss on your temple. “you had a fun night?” he asks. you reach up to kiss his lips, “yes it was so much fun.” he smiles, feeling accomplished. “you ready for bed?” you frown, but the sleepiness is taking over. “mhm.”

he rubs you back, reaching over to shut the lamp off. “sweet dreams baby.” you nuzzle your head into steve’s bare chest. “goodnight stevie.” darkness surrounds you two, as you cuddle close while drifting off to sleep.

this is the cutest date idea everrrr. 🩷🩷 my requests are open :)

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s9fti3 · 7 months ago

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‘I can fix him!!’

Him in question;

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infinite-love-42 · 10 months ago

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Raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by tumblr refreshing while you’re in the middle of reading a one shot causing you to lose it forever. So many incredible stories that I never got to finish 😭😭

#eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #eddie stranger things #steve stranger things #steve x eddie #tumblr stories #oneshot #tragedy #cry myself to sleep

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strangerthingsmademebi · 2 years ago

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✨Masterlist✨

I write for Stranger Things characters

Fluff 💗

Angst 💔

~ Chrissy Cunningham ~

Wicked Game 💗💔

Summary: You and Chrissy have been dating for a few months but when senior prom comes around you know you can’t go together. So you came up with a plan that will allow you to spend the night with the love of your life even if that means having to see Jason Carver dance with your girl .

~ Series~

Mind Over Matter

fem!adoptedhopper/byersreader X Undecided

Summary: after the events of summer 1985 Y/N is left alone to deal with the aftermath of her adoptive father dying in a “mall fire” and her best friend who was more like her brother moving away to California in search of an Upside Down free life. But when the nightmares won`t stop and killings start its up to Y.N and the gang to save the world. Again. But will she survive after barely escaping countless near misses?

Prologue (coming soon)

Chapter 1

#stranger things angst #stranger things lgbtq+#stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #masterlist #stranger things fluff #stranger things story #stranger things series

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helfireclub · 2 years ago

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𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 {Eddie Munson x FEM OC}

Chapter: Hellfire club.

'Steve, can you drop me off at school?' Lilly shouted in front of the bathroom door. 'Why?

You aren't going to the game right?' Steve replied as he pulled the door to her room open so Lilly could come in.

He was completely smelling like aftershave and doing his hair as high as he possibly could. Lilly stood at the door opening. Her eyebrow raised looking at her stepbrother.She was wearing red and black checkered pants and a black plain tanktop.She added a leather jacket over it.

'No, I kind off made a promise to Dustin I would play DnD with him because you are too busy with your date.' Lilly said as she walked over to the sink to brush her teeth. 'Of course.' Steve answered.

'But I need to pick Brenda up to.' He told Lilly while brushing his teeth next to her. 'Can't I like drop you off at Eddie's?' Steve asked with his mouth full of toothpaste. 'No, he doesn't know I'm coming.' Lilly answered spitting out her toothpaste. 'I'll just ask for mom's car.' Lilly said as she put up her hair in a high ponytail.

She took her sunglasses and threw a mixtape in her bag before sprinting down the stairs to her mom. Her mom was nice enough to lend her the car keys.

She walked out of the house and saw Steve backing out of the driveway.He downed his sunglasses looking at her making sure she was able to leave, or if he was needed to still drop her off.Like the big brother he is. Lilly flipped him the bird and had the car keys on her middle finger. he shook his head and flipped her the bird to before driving off.

Lilly jumped in the car and put in the mixtape Eddie had given to her. It were his favorite songs so she was definitley listening to that.

*Iron man by Black Sabbath started playing*

Lilly backed the car out of the driveway and drove off.She put her sunglasses on her face and drove towards the Henderson's house. She had called Dustin and Mike when her mom had giving her the car keys. So it wouldn't be weird Lilly was at school, they would be entering Hell fire all three at the same time.

She drove up to Dustin's house and he jumped in the car.'The Trooper by Iron maiden came on.' And Lilly turned down the music a little. But Dustin was fast and put it up harder.'I didn't know you liked this kind of music Dusty bun' Lilly said teasingly.Steve had told him about the nickname they all gave him, and sometimes when they were alone she liked to tease him about it. Dustin rolled her eyes.'I love good music Elizabeth.' he bit to her.The both of them let out a laugh before driving towards Mike's house.

She stood in front of the Wheeler house. when she saw Nancy walking to the car and getting in. Lilly waved to her. and she nodded her head back. 'Where's she going?' Lilly asked Dustin.'I thought her boyfriend lived in California now.' Lilly said looking over her sunglasses looking at Nancy driving off. 'Mike's flying there tommorow morning, his girlfriend lives there to.' Dustin said.'But to get back to your question.I think Nancy is going to the game for the newspaper.' 'Hmmm, that's boring.' Lilly said.

Mike stepped in the car and Lilly waved to Miss Wheeler who was looking at them through the window before putting the music on louder and driving off.

'We're a little late.' Lilly said a smirk on her face as she drove towards school.'Oh Eddie won't like that.' Dustin said sadly.'Eddie doesn't have a choice.' Lilly said as she drove onto the school parking lot. The three of them stepped out.

Dustin and Mike wearing their hellfire t-shirts. 'Oh wait!' Lilly said as they wanted to walk off. she opened her bag and pulled out a tshirt.She had stolen Eddie's hellfire t-shirt last night. Lilly pulled off her leather jacket and pulled the hellfire shirt over her head. the leather jacket over it. And she tightend the elastic band holding her high ponytail. 'Let's go boys.' Lilly said smirking as she walked over to the trunk of her car and got her boombox out.she locked the door and smirked.The sunglasses still on her nose. Lilly walked past the boys and towards the schoolDustin and Mike were looking at each other.

'Let's say we put this right outside the room and play something right before we walk in.' Lilly said biting her lower lip as she ran through the school doors. 'Do you even know where we play hellfire?' Mike asked. To which Lilly let out a chuckle. 'Of course I do.' she answered.

When they arrived at the hallway where they play HellfireLilly put down her boombox and put her cassette in. 'I didn't want to play DnD at first. But this is the most amazing oppurtunity to tease Munson.' Lilly said smirking brightly. She clicked on play and the intro of Thunderstruck by AC/DC started playing.

'You go first.' Lilly said smirking.

She pushed both Dustin and Mike to the door which they opened.

'You're fucking late.' Eddie said. 'and what's with fucking AC/DC' he replied to himself. 'And did you bring a substitude?' Dustin smirked and let out a chuckle. 'And what kind of substitude.''Let's say she was in our favor.' Mike added.

To which Lilly walked in the room. 'Seems like yesterday I was in this room.' Lilly said.

Gareth and Jeff their mouth fell as they looked at their dungeon master. Eddie sat on the dungeon master chair and put his fingertips together.

'Abso fucking lutley not.' Eddie said.

'You asked for a sub and we delivered.' Dustin said.

Mike went to the hallway and collected the boombox and turned it off.

'This is Hellfire club.' Eddie said.

'So?' Lilly said putting up her sunglasses.

'So?' Eddie said as he stood up walking towards Lilly.

'Yeah so.' Lilly said as she crossed her arms over his hellfire shirt.

'This is gonna cost all night, I'm pretty sure you don't have the attention span for that Princess.' Eddie told her.

To which Lilly lifted her eyebrow.

'Yesterday cost me all night too, but I enjoyed that.' She pushed Eddie away with her finger on his chest.

Gareth and Jeff tried to hold themselves in.

'What's your class and level?' Eddie said as he pulled Lilly's finger off his chest and locked eyes with her.

'Level one hafling?' Eddie tried to mock her.

'You should not have done that hun.' Lilly said under her breath breaking eye contact with Eddie but getting it right back in a matter of a second.

'My name Mr Munson.' Lilly said pushing him back with her hand towards his chair.

'Is Lilith Goddes of death.

And I'm a chaotic good Wood elf, Level 15.' Lilly explained while making Eddie walk back to his chair backwards.

'Let's say i'm a druid with instead of a sword I have the looks of a siren and the power of poison making every man meld right in my hands.

quite literally actually.

Like poison Ivy.' She ended her rant and stood in front of Eddie with a happy fake smile on her face.

'So do you wanna play or are you to scared to loose to me Munson?' Lilly asked him.

Her tongue rolling over her lips waiting for his answer.

Eddie was frowning at her.

But his frown fastly turned into his signature hellish grin.

As he stuck out his hand to her.

'Welcome to Hellfire Lilith.' Eddie said.

Lilly shook his hand and smirked turning around to Dustin and Mike who were rooting for her.

And not just a little impressed.

She high-fived both of them and they all sat down.

Eddie started his intro and everyone was hanging on his lips trying to get a clue out of everything he was saying.

And when he was done and everyone was still writing things in their journals.

Lilly looked up to meet his gaze.

Eddie was sitting on that big chair they had fucking made out in yesterday.

Resting his face in his hands, his elbows on the table.

When they linked he mouthed to her.

'Nice t-shirt.'

'Stole it from some freak.' Lilly mouthed back and winked at him.

'The hooded cultists chant,

Hail Lord Vecna.' Eddie spoke clearly but slowly.

His eyes scanned the room.

'Hail Lord Vecna.' Eddie sounded again.

Lilly was rather impressed.

She liked this side of Eddie and she could see what got him so revved up about Hellfire.

'They turn to you.' Eddie suddenly said

'Remove their hoods.

You recognize most of them from Makbar.

But there is one you don't recognize, his skin shriveled, desiccated.

And something else.

He is not only missing his left arm... ' Eddie was speaking a bit louder by the second.

His left arm went up on his back.

As he slowly raised.

'But his left eye.' Eddie spoke putting his hand on his left eye

'F U C K' Lilly exclaimed.

Everyone was shouting and cursing.

At how they could have missed this.

'Vecna's dead! ' Lilly shouted.

'He was killed by Kas!' Mike agreed to facepalm himself.

'So it was thought, my friends.

So it was thought.' Eddie said calmly.

'But Vecna...

LIVES' Eddie said as he put Vecna's character back on the map.

Eddie was smirking and proud of himself for keeping this a secret while telling the story.

While everyone was still trying to recover their thoughts.

Lilly looked at Eddie.

And again they locked eyes.

Eddie smirked at her.

To which Lilly winked and licked her upper lip.

Eddie cleared his throat

'You are scared.

You're tired. You are injured.

Do you flee Vecna and his cultists?' Eddie asked the group.

'Or do you stand your ground and fight?'

'Come on.' Mike whispered to himself.

'I say we fight.' Dustin brought to the group.

'to the death.' Lilly added crossing her arms and sitting back on her chair.

'To the death indeed.' Dustin agreed and fist bumped Lilly.

'To the death.' Mike agreed.

'To the death !' Gareth said as he started hitting the table with both of his hands.

To all of them doing the same thing.

Eddie was laughing at their enthusiasm.

As he looked up to Lilly who this time was looking at him.

'If we win.' She mouthed to Eddie.

To which he raised an eyebrow.

'You do whatever I want tomorrow.' Lilly mouthed.

'And what if I win?' Eddie mouthed back

'You can take me anywhere you want tonight.' Lilly mouthed back.

'Deal.' he mouthed with a wink.

They all continued to play the game together.

But this to the death thing became rather serious.

First Mike died.

Then Jeff, Then Gareth.

Leaving Dustin and Lilly on the map with Lord Vecna.

'time - out! Time-out! ' Jeff said as the group all got together to try to speak tactics without Eddie.

'Guys, i hate to say this, but we've got to flee.' Gareth admitted to the rest.

'I concur.' Jeff agreed.

'Didn't we just agree to the death?' Lilly bit to both of them.

'That wasn't literal.' Gareth said looking at Lilly.

'Vecna just decimated us.

We can't kill him with two players.'

'You too?' Dustin started.

'He only has 15 hit points left.'

'Don't be pussies.' Lilly said.

'Pussies really?

Cause we're not delusional?' Gareth bit back.

'Delusional?' Lilly said raising her eyebrow.

'How about not cowards?' Lilly bit back at Gareth.

'Hey!' Eddie suddenly said.

'If I may interject, gentleman, Lilith.

Whilst I respect the passion, you'd be wise to take Gareth the Great's concern to heart.

There is no shame in running.' Eddie said as he opened his hands as a gesture to the door.

To which Lilly squinted her eyes at him.

'Don't try to be heroes.

Not today, Kay?' Eddie said with a smirk.

'One sec.' Dustin said

As they all regrouped again.

'What do you think Mike?' Dustin asked.

'How many hit points do you and Lilith have left?' Mike asked.

'twelve.' the both of them answered.

'It's risky as hell' Mike admitted.

'But you're the ones on the battlefield.

So it's your call.' Mike told them.

'What do you say, Lilith Queen of death?' Dustin asked her.

'Do you really need to ask?' Lilly said with a smirk on her face.

'Screw it.' Dustin said.

As they broke formation

'Let's kill the son of a bitch.' Dustin said.

To which Lilly agreed by patting Dustin's hat and walking back to her chair.

'You're mine.' Eddie mouthed to Lilith.

'Fuck you.' Lilly mouthed back and gave him a little middle finger.

'When I win yes.' Eddie mouthed.

'Chances of success are 20-to-1' Jeff said to Dustin.

'Never tell me the odds.' Dustin replied.

To which Lilly almost squeeled.

'That was so cool Dustin.' Lilly said softly as they sat back down.

'Give me the D20' Dustin said to Eddie.

Eddie threw the D20 to Dustin and he threw the dice.

Everyone was standing behind Dustin crossing their fingers.

And Lilly must say, she wanted them to win, she was hyped not only because if they lost she would need to do anything for Eddie.

But because she is hyped for them all the win.

Dustin threw and they all gasped when it fell on eleven.

'FUCK ME.' Lilly said hanging her head.

'That's a miss!' Eddie said while headbanging his hair around.

'My turn.' Lilly said as she got pushed forward by the guys.

She took the dice in her hand and let out a big deep breath.

All the boys were yelling at her.

As Lilly threw the dice.

Everyone went silent looking at the dice rolling over the map.

Even Eddie stopped himself to look at the dice.

And it turned to twenty.

Lilly's mouth fell open.

'Oh my god.' She said.

as the others started yelling and screaming they had won.

Eddie was processing.

'What? What?' He was saying.

He could not believe he had just lost there was just a one in twenty chance she could have thrown twenty.

and she fucking did.

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