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sabbathbloodysabbeth · 2 years ago

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Title: Revelations of a high-school prince

Summary: Steve Harrington has fought a demogorgan and numerous demo dogs. Those were supposed to be the scariest and most challenging things he’s ever done in his life. Instead, he quickly discovers the most scariest and gorgeous thing in Eddie Munson. A freak and supposed outcast he is supposed to teach how to swim before he graduates. Which in itself alone could spark PTSD in anybody. Flirting with fake southern accents, sharing a joint and slowly becoming closer Steve slowly realizes that D.A.R.E should have a whole course talking about what you should do to avoid becoming addicted to one human being. Specifically Eddie Munson, who has become the center of his universe in a shockingly short amount of time.

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Steve's mind is foggy as he lays on the ground staring up at the ceiling. Dressed up in the ugly sailor suit that did not do him Justice with the girls, he sits there giggling away with Robin. Somebody who he would have never thought about being friends with. At the same time he didn't find it all that shocking. Sitting here with her he was reminded of that night so long ago, laying in bed and rambling about nothing with Eddie Munson. A boy that has made a hidden mark on Steve. He doesn't believe that anyone can make another human being a better person, but when he thinks of the list of things that have taught him the base level of what a decent human being is Eddie Munson is on that list. Nancy Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, and now even Robin Buckley have all made such a impact on his heart that he's not sure he could handle the thought of living without any of them. Here, stoned off his ass he makes a secret promise with himself. If they all walk out of this alive, he was going to talk to Eddie Munson.

Robin is sprawled out next to him giggling and moving around on the floor. He turns his head a bit and for a second he's not staring at Robin. The girl who he was tortured with. He was seeing Eddie, the night they smoked. He quickly blinks and it's Robin again. Staring back at him now with a concerned look on her face. Leaning on her side as she looks at him with so much emotion. Causing his insides to twist. That's how he makes his second promise of the night. If they made it out alive, no matter what happened he was going to maintain a relationship with this girl. Strangely enough, his desire for something more then a friendship was almost nonexistent. Though his want- No his need for the other to not leave him was strong and he was willing to do whatever it meant to keep this perfect person in his life. Even if that meant doing something he didn't want to do. He hasn't know Robin that long but he already knows that she has him in the base of her palm. The vulnerability of knowing that any moment she could close her fist and crush him to pieces was the scariest thing he's ever experienced. Scarier then being tortured by the Russians.

"Steve?" Robins voice is raspy as she speaks, emotion shifting from her face down to the tone of her voice. Slowly moving to her body expression as she puts all of her attention on Steve. Her voice was a soothing noise compared to the rambling thoughts inside of his head. It felt like it was moving inside of his skull, and pulling a piece of him out and seeing what no who he really is. The feeling of being finally being seen has no word to describe it. Here Steve sat, with his face beaten in and he wants to cry. Strangely not from the pain but from the sudden realization that someone was looking into his soul and not pushing him away. Instead pulling him closer and creating a powerful bond that any moment he could fuck up.

Steve stares dumbly at Robin, mouth open. He was in shock. So much was happening inside of him that his body was overwhelmed with feeling. Looking up at the ceiling again for just a split second he finds this moment as his excuse not to answer the other. Jumping up and sprinting to the bathroom. Moving much faster then the other as he flings a stall open and drops to his knees. Stomach moving in a uncomfortable way as he throws up into the toilet. Faintly hearing the same noise coming from the stall next to him. Once again it was a strange feeling. Not the throwing up part, that was always going to be a disgusting feeling. But the feeling of caring so much for someone that even when you are at your weakest, you still reach out and check on them before yourself. Like it would hurt him more at the thought of the other being harmed then the actual physical pain he was feeling. Once again it was all overwhelming and it only makes him throw up in the toilet more. Wiping the tears from his eyes and wiping his mouth with the back of his palm as he takes shaky breaths. Moving himself back and plopping himself on the floor and against the wall as he stares back up at the ceiling.

This was an eye opening moment for him, and he would never forget it. A memory that would stick with him for life, even when the concussions made him a bit forgetful. His breathing is shaky as he hears his name coming from the other stall. Coming from Robin, and she sounds broken. Her voice cracks as she calls out for him, and it breaks his heart just a little bit as he try's to get up and go to her. But his body physically could not move. Hs grunts a little trying to get up to go to her, and this is how he discovers the next lesson the universe has decided to give him.

"I'm here Robbie," his voice doesn't sound like him. It sounds like a different version of himself that he's never known before. As his consciousness starts to come back to him, he could smell the toilet water next to him and hear the shallow breathing of Robin. Even though the other wasn't next to him physically right now, the noise that only Robin could make brought him much comfort. He wasn't the only one alone who needed this type of comfort. Physically being with each other wasn't enough, they needed to hear each other.

"My tummy doesn't feel good," She whines gently. Sneakers squeaking on the floor as she moves to get adjusted. Trying to fit her scrawny limbs in the small stall that she laid. The germs and the toilets around her were a after thought as she only focuses on Steve.

"I know, it should pass soon," Steve says softly. Another thing he was slowly learning, he didn't know what was happening to either of them but he was willing to act like it to bring comfort for the other. Be the shield to the tough reality that surrounded them.

The faint noise of another whine echos over to him and he can't help but smile gently. The other could do literally anything and it would make him feel more content with himself then what he has been for years. Eyes closed he lets himself drift off, but not to far away afraid to leave the other stranded in the deep end by herself. He sniffles a little as silence falls around them before the loud noise of Robin begins again. Pulling herself under the stall Steve watches closely. Laughing gently at the awkward way she moves. Moving himself out of the way to offer some room for her, moving himself closer to the toilet allowing her to be closer to the stall opening. The silliness of their high has died minutes ago, faded away most likely during the movie.

As their eyes meet, the reality of the situation hits him. And the numerous thing he discovered that night was one of the earth shattering things he's discovered about himself. He may not romantically love her, but he was more then willing to die for Robin. A realization that makes his stomach do flips as the panic of it all sets in before the acceptation follows it not soon after.

"Does- does that ceiling stain look like Jesus to you? Or is that just me?" Robin rambles out as she stares up at the stained ceiling with her mouth open a little bit. Soft giggles leaving her lips as Steve looks at her with a soft smile. Not bothering to look up at the ceiling.

"Oh for sure Rob," he says gently, feeling more like himself like this then what he had been with Nancy or anyone else. Even with Dustin.

But yeah, he would totally die for this small ball of energy and he would do it numerous times if it meant she was happy. For the next couple of minutes his eyes never leave his friends small frame. Painting this image in his brain so that he could remember it forever. He sniffles a little as he scrunches up in himself a little with a faint smile. Before he's hesitating as he try's to figure out how to communicate his feelings towards the other. The bubbling feeling that was inside of him needed to be released soon or he was going to literally throw up again.

"Robin," he says gently. Catching her attention, watching her move her head. If you could call it that. It was more of her head flopping down on her neck in a awkward way that couldn't be comfortable. Though he doesn't mention it as he stutters over his words a bit. "Do you? Do you want to hang out sometime after all of this?" He rambles out. There wasn't a bone in his body that fully wanted this, there was a hesitation to this decision. He bites his lip a little as he waits for a answer. Watching as realization dawns on the others face. Her mouth opens and closes and she reminds him of a gold fish. In the most adorable way ever. She nervously runs a hand through her hair as she stutters over her own words.

"Do you- do you remember our math class in sophomore year?" She asks nervously. There it was, Steve wasn't sure how this was going to loop around to her rejecting him and telling him to fuck off but he was going to sit through it. His heart already broken and everything about him deflates. He swears he looses a couple of inches as his hair falls down a bit. He forces himself to think of sophomore year, hesitating before he nods his head gently. Remembering how annoying the teacher was. Though he wouldn't admit it now, he's sure he probably doesn't have to but he doesn't remember Robin in that class. Almost as if reading his mind she continues.

"Well, I used to sit a couple of seats behind you and you were always in front of me doing something. And- Steve?" She says eyes widening a bit as she meets his stare. She looks more afraid then when they were being tortured by literal Russians. The thought of her being more afraid of him breaks his soul in a way he didn't dream to be possible. He shifts awkwardly as he prepares himself, that and so he could listen to her better. "I really like you, I do. It's just I'm not Nancy wheeler, you know? And I'll never be Nancy or any other girl you know." Robin rambles out fast. Trying to speed through this conversation faster, as if she was trying to avoid something.

Steve furrows his face up a bit, "But that's why I like you? You're not like anyone I've met before." That was a lie. Eddie Munson was strangely similar to Robin in some areas. Which in hind sight was probably why he was currently confessing fake feelings to a girl who had the same character traits that he found he was attracted to. He wasn't attracted to Eddie of course, but if Eddie was a female he would have totally asked him out. Which was a odd thought in itself. Probably a huge load that he would have to unpack later.

Robin inhales as she fidgets more, squirming in her spot uncomfortably as her breathing becomes labored. Fighting to speak as she groans. "No Steve, you don't understand. I don't like you in that way. If anything I'm jealous of you." She whispers out. Voice cracking a bit. Afraid that someone could possibly hear her.

Steve's hurt as he self consciously crosses his arms over his chest as he listens. "Oh - well I understand now-" he doesn't finish his sentence before the other starts to vomit words at him.

"No Steve you don't-" tears of frustration are forming in her eyes and for a second he thinks the frustration is towards him but she's quickly talking those feelings away as words slur together. "She was always looking at you Steve. And it was just not fair."

"Mrs. Clarke?"

"No- Tammy Thompson. She was always to busy looking at you and it was just so frustrating. Like why couldn't she look at someone like me?" Robins voice is cracking as she blinks a bit. The obvious signs of drugs still ruining her decision making. If she was sober she wouldn't have admitted all of this out.

"Why? Why would you want Tammy to look at you?" Steve asks confused. Eyebrows scrunching up as the other turns her head to look at him. Looking at him in away that gives him a hint. And holy shit. Realization dawns on him and he's scrunching his nose up a little as he lets a soft oh out. Fear forming more in the girls eyes as she moves preparing to get up and leave.

"Tammy's the one that sounded like the muppet right? Like-" he pauses and begins to demonstrate. Singing in a horrible Kermit voice as he try's to pin point the girl that got Robin so worked up.

"Oh my god she didn't sound like a muppet!" Robin blushes as she squeals a little. Moving to playfully shove the others shoulder with her foot. Face a light pink as they talked.

Steve grins as relief hits him, moving over to be closer with the other. Letting the other move over a bit before his sturdier frame curls into her. Not thinking properly, and not caring. Now knowing that he didn't have to worry about her getting the wrong impression he was going to be as close as he physically can with her. "Oh she did to," he laughs gently as he moves his sneakers to lay right next to hers as he pauses to let himself think.

"Robin- this may sound mean but I'm glad you rejected me. I really didn't want to go out with you in that way. I kind of really want to just be friends." He admits. As if it's his biggest darkest secret. He turns his head to only look at her as she looks back. Understanding on her face tells him that he can really trust her with his heart. And that was something he didn't loan out easily.

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