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ronancexists · 1 year ago

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Hi everyone, I'm sorry I'm late again. I'm posting everything today so I can be caught up, I promise! For now, here's Day 8 of Ronancetober!

Day 8: Uncanny

Mike

Mike will be the first to admit that it was an absolute shock to him when Nancy practically yanked him into her bedroom, locked the door, and admitted she was bisexual and in a relationship with Robin. As in, and these were her words, they’ve been on dates and kissed and cuddled on the couch during movie nights and held hands when they were sure no eyes were on them. It took him a moment to process the information, and by the time he did Nancy was freaking out and threatening to kill him if he breathed a word of it to their parents because they both knew they would never approve of them dating someone of the same gender. She continued rambling on and on, something he was sure she’d picked up from Robin. He supposed it was a combination of nerves and fear about admitting something so huge and something that could drastically change the nature of their relationship.

In the heat of the moment, he’d done the only thing that he thought would be able to calm her and blurted out that he and Will had shared a few kisses with one another and just had their first date the other night with Robin and Steve as their chaperones so they wouldn’t be picked on. Despite graduating from high school, there were still kids that refused to bother them because “King Steve” was with them.

“Wait, you and Will?” Nancy asked, her large doe eyes blinking rapidly as she absorbed what her little brother had just admitted to her.

“Yeah, it’s, uh, kinda new, so, I haven’t really, like, told anyone. Jonathan kinda already suspected, I guess he’s known Will’s been in love with me for a while now or whatever, but yeah. You’re the first person I’ve told. Just, like, please don’t make a big deal out of it.”

Mike groaned in annoyance when Nancy crushed him into a hug, but he eventually wrapped his arms around her in return. The two of them stayed like that for a while before pulling apart, though Nancy’s hands remained on his shoulders.

“I’ll tell you what. You tell me everything about you and Will, and I’ll tell you everything between Robin and I. No more secrets, alright? For real this time.”

“Yeah, o-ok,” Mike said, surprised by the offer even as Nancy ushered him to sit on her bed.

They talked for a long while, not just about Robin and Will but about the D&D gang and about the school newspaper and how school was a drag and how they were still worried that the Upside Down would come back even though they had gotten rid of it and Vecna for good. The two of them were so caught up in chatting with one another that they didn’t even realize how hungry they were until their mom knocked on the door and asked if everything was alright and that dinner was ready. They made a pact before they left the room that if they needed one another for anything, they’d be there, no matter what.

It was after their talk that Mike started observing the way Nancy and Robin acted around one another whenever they all hung out as a group in the Wheeler’s basement or at the Byers home. He noticed the glances they shot one another when one caught the other staring. He noticed the shared smiles and the linking of hands when they were sure nobody was looking. He noticed the way Nancy seemed so relaxed and content and so sure of herself with Robin, unlike when she had dated Jonathan and Steve. No offense to them, but they always seemed to doubt her sister whenever she had discovered something that could be related to the Upside Down. With Robin, she was instantly there to support his sister and help her get to the bottom of the mystery. He noticed the gooey eyes Nancy possessed whenever Robin started one of her classic rambles or whenever she did anything that was so ridiculously Robin and he noticed Robin’s gooey eyes whenever Nancy so much as looked her way.

He also thought it was uncanny how easily the two of them could read each other. As soon as Nancy looked even the slightest bit angry, Robin was doing something ridiculously goofy. It caused laughter and smiles from the entire group, and it made Nancy soften so incredibly much it amazed him. Whenever Robin was on one of her rambles and spiraled off the original topic, it was Nancy who managed to pull her back to the discussion at hand with a simple brush of her fingertips against Robin’s shoulder or linking their pinkies together. When Nancy was sad, especially about Barb (he couldn’t imagine the pain Nancy was feeling since he had gotten Will back and Nancy hadn’t gotten her version of Will back), Robin was right there with Nancy’s favorite movies, snacks, and someone to lean on, whether it was to cry on her or to vent to her. Robin tended to fiddle with her rings or play with her hair when she was stressed, and it was Nancy who would gently take Robin’s hands into her own and help her concentrate on her breathing so she wouldn’t harm herself because she was lost in her thoughts.

They did all of this and so much more for one another that it had Mike begrudgingly going along with the consensus of their group of nerds and outcasts that yes, Nancy and Robin belonged together. And if anyone did anything to harm them, well, Mike would be the one to throw the first punch.

Will

Will wasn’t as surprised as Mike to find out Robin and Nancy were dating, especially since Robin had confided in him a long time ago about her crush on Nancy in the hopes of helping Will come to terms with his own sexuality. Which it did, and he was forever grateful to her for that. When she had finished telling him, she’d just stared at him, biting her lip and playing with her rings. He merely broke down sobbing and uttered one sentence as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. “He doesn’t love me like I love him.”

He’d finally calmed down after what felt like hours, but in reality it was only fifteen minutes, looking up at the teenager he felt was the big sister he’d never had, only for her to be smiling down at him with kind, accepting eyes.

“I don’t believe that for a second. I’ve seen the way Mike looks at you, Will. It’s the same way you look at him and it’s the same way I look at Nancy.”

Will sniffled, thanking Robin quietly as she held out a tissue box that was previously sitting on the little table they had in the back room of Family Video. “But, what if you’re wrong?”

Robin tilted her head at him, maintaining that soft smile. “If I’m wrong, I’ll let you rent as many movies as you want for free.”

“Won’t you get fired for that?”

The older teenager shook her head, mischief dancing in her eyes. “I’m the best worker Keith’s got. If he wants to fire me, he’ll regret it the instant he’s stuck working with Steve who will complain about me being fired every chance he gets.”

That elicited a bout of giggles out of Will.

“In all seriousness, if I’m wrong, it shouldn’t matter to Mike. If he’s truly your best friend, he will support you no matter what.”

“Like you and Steve? You told him, right? That’s why you guys always say you aren’t dating and deny the accusations of the rest of the group every time they pester you about it.”

Robin ruffled his hair, causing Will to screech and bat her hands away. “You’re too smart for your own good.”

“I’m not called Will the Wise for nothing,” he replied, sticking his tongue out at her.

“Yeah, yeah. If you’re so wise, why are you doubting me that he likes you back? It’s pretty obvious,” she mocked, slinging an arm over his shoulders and leading him out of the backroom, cackling as he elbowed her in the side.

It was after his talk with Robin that he had finally hyped himself up to confess to Mike. He was pleasantly surprised to find out that Mike felt the exact same way, and they agreed to go on a date with one another. He burst into Family Video the next day, ignoring the looks of the customers as he rushed towards Robin and knocked the wind out of her with how tightly he was hugging her. She just chuckled and returned the embrace.

“I hate to say I told you so, but—”

“Shut up,” Will murmured, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he fisted the back of her shirt into his hands, wrinkling it as he held on tight. “Thank you,” he whispered, pulling back to look at her with tears in his eyes.

“Anytime, kiddo. How about you tell me all about it over lunch? My treat,” Robin offered.

“That’d be great. Thanks!”

And so they did, with Robin revealing to him that she had also confessed her feelings to Nancy after their talk, only for the other girl to reveal she felt the same with a kiss rather than words. They were going on a date to the newly rebuilt movie theater later that night.

After that, Will kept a closer eye on Nancy and Robin, wanting to make sure that Nancy wouldn’t do anything to hurt Robin. As much as he loved Nancy, he felt like he connected with her on a different level than he did with Robin. He watched their relationship develop, and was surprised to discover how uncanny it was that they picked up on each other’s mannerisms.

Usually, he’d see Robin bite her lip or fiddle with her rings when she was stressed, but ever since they’d started dating, Nancy had stolen some of Robin’s jewelry and tended to do the same things whenever she was anxious or stressed. Robin was the one who used humor to bring some sort of levity to whatever situation they were dealing with, but Nancy had started doing it too. Where Robin used to be the one who avoided discussing anything related to her home life, Nancy (and Mike) had begun avoiding the issue as well.

As for Nancy, she was the one to offer comfort to them in the forms of hugs or reassurances, but Robin had begun doing it as well. Which was shocking, considering she tended to avoid being too touchy-feely with most people. Except for Steve, and quite frankly, none of them could decipher whatever bond those two shared, nor did they have the energy to. Nancy was the one who would defend them in an instant against their bullies, but now Robin did it too, despite how much she hated confrontation. The older Wheeler used to be the only one who’d be able to form their half-fledged ideas into a full plan, but now Robin could do it too (and Steve would help sometimes too).

In the overall scheme of things, Will thought the two of them complimented one another really well and truly believed they would make it despite the many odds stacked against them.

Lucas

Lucas was a bit ashamed thinking back on how he’d first reacted to the news of Robin and Nancy dating one another. He didn’t do anything as drastic as call them sinners and scream at them they were going to hell, but he did say that he was confused and he needed some time to think. He didn’t have anything against the two of them, not at all. He loved them both as much as everyone else in the group, it’s just he’d never seen or heard about any one of the same gender dating someone else of the same gender.

Now that he thought about it, it was understandable as to why he’d never heard of such a thing. With all the bullying and names Will and Jonathan (and even Robin sometimes) received for being suspected as “queer,” he couldn’t imagine how it would escalate if they were to actually come out of the closet. He’d done some research in the library, and he felt absolutely nauseous when he read about some of the things people had done to those who came out as homosexuals.

After having finished reading up on it, he’d determined that it wasn’t something wrong or offensive or whatever people were saying about it. He hopped on his bike after leaving the library and headed straight for Family Video, knowing he would more than likely find Nancy and Jonathan loitering around, chatting with their respective partners as they worked. He locked his bike up and pushed the door open, beelining straight towards the first teen in his sight, which happened to be Nancy.

“I love you, no matter what. And I’m really happy for you,” he declared, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly. While he didn’t normally dole out affection like this, it was Nancy. She had been his surrogate big sister for what felt like forever at this point, even though it really had only been a few years.

“Thanks, Lucas. I love you too,” she replied, and he pretended as though he didn’t hear how her voice had wavered as she returned the hug.

Lucas pulled away, only to be engulfed in a gigantic squeeze by Nancy’s girlfriend. “Robin!”

“Sorry, couldn’t resist. We love you too, no matter what,” she echoed, squeezing him in surprisingly toned arms once more before setting him down.

“We can talk more later,” Nancy said, recognizing the curious glint in Lucas’s eyes.

“I want to know everything,” he demanded with a tone that implied it wasn’t actually a demand.

“As soon as we get off we’ll answer whatever questions you have,” Robin agreed, playfully shoving him towards the door. “Now, leave. You’re distracting me from doing my job.”

“Like they aren’t already doing that,” Lucas said with an eye roll, gesturing to Nancy, Steve, and Jonathan. “I’ll see you later!” he shouted, saluting the group before he left the store.

Later that night, as Robin and Nancy kept their promise and answered all the questions he had about their relationship, he realized how uncanny it was that they had picked up on one another’s facial expressions.

They both had a tendency to narrow their eyes and purse their lips when they were annoyed, especially when one of them had done something stupid that required them to intervene.

If they were angry, their arms were crossed tightly over their chests and they took deep, controlled breaths lest they start screaming or yelling when they were arguing, whether it be with one another or someone from their ragtag group.

When they were sad, they bit their lips to try and stifle the sobs while tears shined brightly in their eyes. Though they refused to let them fall, waiting until they were completely alone or the only the other was with them before breaking down, tucking themselves into their girlfriend’s arms and allowing themselves to feel what they had been trying to shove down.

A singular eyebrow was raised when they felt dubious about something, tilting their heads to the side as they listened to what was being explained to them. Most of the time it was regarding something D&D related or an interest that pertained to a certain individual of the group.

Concentration was shown through furrowed eyebrows and tips of pens or pencils tapping against the surface they were writing on, sighs escaping unknowingly when they were becoming slightly frustrated at not figuring out the answer.

They shared the same wide smiles and crinkled noses when they were happy or found something amusing. That mainly occurred when Robin was teasing Steve or Nancy was playfully bickering with him, Mike, or any of the other teens. It also happened whenever El had discovered something new or when one of them was sharing something exciting that happened that day.

The group doubled down on their efforts to reassure one or both of them whenever they noticed they were acting as though they weren’t an important member of the group with half-smiles and shrugs of shoulders when they were feeling insecure.

As for when they were feeling fearful, that was something hard to discern unless they were looking for it. Their muscles were tense, a guarded look in their eyes, jaws clenching to keep themselves from spilling how they were truly feeling. It happened whenever they were discussing something related to the Upside Down and their experiences with it.

And when they showed love and affection, nothing else seemed to matter. Playful shoves and ruffling of hair, soft and kind eyes, grins that stretched to their ears, hands resting on backs and arms slung around shoulders.

So yeah, Lucas thought they were eerily similar in that regard. Though he supposed that’s what made them perfect for one another, and quite frankly, he couldn’t imagine either of them with anyone else.

Dustin

Dustin had blinked in confusion so many times when Nancy and Robin revealed they’d been dating for a few months that it seemed as though he was never going to stop. Like, he was genuinely happy for them and everything, but he was also disappointed that all his efforts to get Steve and Robin together had been for naught. He was so utterly, completely, positively sure that they belonged together despite them both saying they were just friends. Hell, the conversation he’d had the other day with Steve had been another attempt at getting the two of them together.

“But Steve!” he whined exasperatedly. “You and Robin are literally perfect for one another! I mean, you hang out, like, all the time. You’re both literally cuddling or holding hands or hovering within centimeters of one another. You know exactly what the other needs without even needing to say so out loud. Plus, I know you aren’t blind. Robin’s attractive, even you’ve admitted to that! So explain it to me, please. Because I just don’t get it!”

“Dustin, listen to me,” Steve had replied, setting his hands on Dustin’s shoulders to get his attention. “Are you listening?”

Dustin nodded, eager to see where Steve was going with what they had dubbed his “mom voice,” which meant he was talking about something serious and was figuring out a way to put it in terms that would keep the kids from doing exactly what he was trying to prevent them from doing.

“Robin, she’s incredible. I know that, you know that, and every single one of our friends know that. Quite frankly, I don’t think any of us deserve her, but that’s besides the point. She’s incredible, she’s super smart, she’s kind even when we aren’t kind in return, she’s sarcastic as hell, she’s dorky, and she means the entire world to me. But, I mean that entirely in the platonic sense. She’s my best friend, the person I never knew I needed, the other half to my heart. As she likes to say, we’re ‘Platonic with a capital P.’ That’s all I want from her, that’s all she wants from me, and we’re both perfectly fine with it. We both prefer it that way, believe me. I’m going to be real with you, Dustin. Robin and I have our reasons for being friends, and when we’re ready, we’ll tell you guys. For now, you just have to trust me, and trust Robin. We’re friends, best friends, and that’s all we’re ever going to be.”

Dustin was ready to protest, but when he saw how truly exhausted Steve looked from having to explain that he and Robin were just friends and were going to continue just being friends for what had to be the millionth time, he wisely clamped his mouth shut and refrained arguing. “Ok,” he said, a toothy grin emerging at Steve’s flabbergasted look.

“Ok?”

“Ok. I won’t push it. If you and Robin say you are friends and will stay friends, then you’re friends. I don’t get it, but I trust you guys. I just want you to be happy, and I thought that meant getting the two of you together.”

“We are,” Steve breathed out, reaching forward to tug his little brother into a fierce hug. “We are so incredibly happy, Dustin. But we’re incredibly happy staying friends. I promise.”

Dustin merely nodded, though his thoughts were racing a mile a minute. He didn’t truly understand why they were so insistent on them being friends and nothing more, but he supposed if they were happy with it staying that way, then that was all that mattered.

The next day, when Robin and Nancy announced they were together, all the pieces clicked into place. The way the two of them reacted around one another was uncanny.

They both possessed the same goofy grins when recounting something the other did. They shared the same spark of happiness and love in their eyes when they set their sights on one another, lighting up like Christmas trees. Their bodies practically radiated nerves whenever they found themselves sharing kisses and embraces in front of everyone, still scared that one day one of them was going to lash out and shame them for it. They had the same pouts when it was discovered one couldn’t hang out with the other. And they both relaxed greatly whenever the other backed them up in an argument.

It would take some getting used to, for sure, but the more he observed them together, the more ridiculous of an idea it seemed that he had ever believed Robin and Steve belonged together. Robin was clearly head over heels for Nancy, something that was much more obvious now that he knew exactly what to search for. He could only hope he’d continue to be able to bear witness to their budding love.

Oh, this would be a great story to tell their kids. He could only imagine the incredulous looks those ginormous eyes would shoot at him, absolutely in shock that he’d thought their mom was ever going to end up with anyone other than their mama. He grinned in delight at the thought, already imagining the best way to tell the story so it held the most dramatic flair. He could totally picture it, him retelling the tale with exaggerated emotions while Nancy and Robin rolled their eyes in fond amusement, while Steve sat next to them on the couch, absolutely cackling, unaffected by the elbows Robin kept shoving into his side.

Little did he know that he’d be doing exactly that, almost fifteen years later, to two little ones that both bore a striking resemblance to their mothers. And their cousins, who happened to be Jonathan and Steve’s three little kids, who each had a huge mop of the famous Harrington hair.

But for now, all he’d have was his vivid imagination.

And that was enough.

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So I haven't actually really wrote for any other characters besides Robin, Nancy, and Steve. Let me know how I did...? Please?

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hairmetal666 · 26 days ago

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"Is this always how they act?" Jonathan asks. He has to lean close and yell a little for Robin to hear him over the noise of the house party.

"Yup," she says.

She, Jonathan, and Argyle continue to stare at Eddie, sitting in an easy chair, Steve perched happily on his lap. Eddie has a whole bowl of bbq Lay's, and Steve will lean back for a chip, which Eddie feeds him with a smile.

"And they're definitely not dating?" Argyle asks when Steve leans back to whisper in Eddie's ear, mouth pressed close. It's deeply gratifying that they just got in from California and already they see it.

"Steve says no."

"You think he's lying?" Jonathan asks.

"I think he doesn't realize he likes Eddie yet."

Eddie tugs at Steve's hair, and Steve turns back, gives him a smile that's so intimate Robin can't stare directly at it. Instead, she turns to her friends, but Argyle is still watching Eddie and Steve. He's drumming his fingers against his chin, expression what Robin could only call mischievous.

"What are you planning?" Jonathan asks.

"Just helping some bros find true love."

Jonathan looks mildly concerned but before he can say anything, Nancy makes her appearance. And they're something, becoming something, and she cares about Eddie and Steve getting their shit together, but Nancy is smiling and she's so, so pretty. It's easy to get lost in the blue of her eyes and the sweep of her hair and forget about everything else.

---

A few hours later and they're all sitting around a coffee table in the basement, just the six of them. It's sort of funny, she thinks, how it always ends up being the six of them.

They're crossfaded already, but that hasn't stopped Eddie and Argyle from lighting another joint. Her thoughts have gone light and floaty, all that's holding her to earth the press Steve's leg and Nancy's hand against hers.

Argyle is sort of monologuing and she doesn't think any of them are paying much mind, but then he stops mid-sentence, grips Jonathan's shoulder tight enough that his knuckles go white. "Dudes. What if we played Truth or Dare?"

Nancy snorts. "Not on your life."

"I don't think I can move?" She says. She leans into Steve, sighing with contentment.

"I, for one, would love to see Buckley complete a dare," Eddie says.

She sticks her tongue out at him. "I've done plenty. Band kid, remember?"

"Ugh, curse the horny trumpeters." Eddie slumps on the coffee table in defeat.

"I'll have you know, they were very wholesome games."

Steve squints at her. "Wasn't there an orgy in someone's pool?"

She sniffs, looks away instead of answering, which makes everyone laugh.

"Speaking of sex," Argyle says. "No one catch your eye tonight, Harrington?"

"Wasn't really looking."

"That's new," Jonathan says.

Steve laughs. "I'm tired of hooking up."

He's told her that too, countless times. She thinks the real reason he hasn't dated in months is sitting right next to him, drumming his fingers on the coffee table.

"Maybe you've just lost your touch," Argyle says.

"I have not!" Steve clutches a hand over his heart. "If I wanted to, I could pull any girl upstairs."

"C'mon, my dude, no way you're that good."

"I was!" He looks to Robin, Nancy, Jonathan. "I was, back me up!"

"I don't know, Scoops wasn't your best work," she says.

"No, no, we said Scoops doesn't count! It was the hat. The outfit! I did fine after!"

"I happened to think the sailor costume was very cute," Eddie says.

"Thank you," Steve preens. He shifts away from her to lean into Eddie, who grins.

"I don't think we can trust Eddie's judgement here," Nancy says.

Steve points at her. "Yes, and I remember you being totally uninterested."

She squeaks in indignation, Robin smothering her own giggles behind her hand. "It was--it was hormones!"

"Yeah, very uninterested in me." Jonathan chimes in. There's a little second where no one reacts--the fact that Nancy was technically still with Steve when that happened ringing unspoken between them--before Nancy and Steve start to giggle.

"I've hooked up with everyone I've ever tried to," Argyle chimes in, nonchalant.

"No way," the whole group says.

"I've got the touch."

"C'mon, that literally can't be true just by like...stats," Steve says.

"Don't know what to tell you, my dude." Argyle's smile is smug. "I'm really good."

"You're just jealous," she tells him. She nudges his shoulder so he knows she's joking.

"No! Jealousy has nothing to do with it."

They erupt at that, calling out the obvious lie.

"I'm not upset!" Steve shouts over them. "I'm just saying, it didn't happen. Sorry, Argyle. You have bizzaro charm, but there's no way it has a 100% success rate."

"Sounds like jealousy to me, Stevie." Eddie cocks his head with a smirk.

"Harrington, you're so cute when you're competitive," Argyle says. "Anyway, it worked on--"

"Don't say Jonathan," Nancy, Steve, and Robin all say.

"Hey! Why not me?'

"Well, it's just--" Nancy waves her hand in the air. "You're. I mean. It's not hard."

Jonathan groans, hides his face in his hands as they laugh.

"I'll prove it to you," Argyle says to Steve. "100% success rate."

"What?"

"I'm going to seduce you."

"Oh, shit," she says.

She knows what's going to happen even before Steve puts his hands on his hips, awkwardly cause they're sitting, cocks an eyebrow, and says, "Okay."

Eddie grumbles something she can't make out, but Steve shakes his head, laughs. "Nah, it's just for fun, right?"

"Until it works." Argyle tosses his hair.

Steve rolls his eyes. "Gimme your best shot."

They rearrange around the table, Eddie and Argyle swapping places.

Everyone is quiet for a second, Steve reaches for his drink. "You got great hands, Harrington," Argyle says.

"I--oh, what?" Steve splutters. He goes a little pink, and Robin thinks it's the first time she's seen him this flustered by a compliment.

"Yeah." Argyle takes his hand, traces along his palm and knuckles. "Big. Strong. Like you could really take care of someone."

Eddie kicks the table, sending it rocking, scattering empty cups and chip bags. Steve is crimson, totally oblivious to Eddie's flailing.

"Thanks," he mumbles. He doesn't pull his hand away. Robin, everyone, is riveted.

"No one's ever told you that?"

"No. No one."

"That's too bad. It's probably all about your hair and your eyes and your body."

Steve smiles and it's one she recognizes, flirty and a little wicked. "You noticed my body?"

Argyle laughs. "Oh, c'mon, you know everyone notices that."

"Would you believe it if I told you I don't get enough compliments?"

"Not on your life."

Steve leans into him, giggles. "Well, worth a shot, right?"

"Always. You wanna know the first thing I noticed about you?"

"Ass, right?"

"It was how much you love your friends but you hide it behind a facade of disapproval. Made me think maybe you weren't used to the love you want to give being reciprocated."

They're all locked in on Argyle and Steve, but she notices Eddie flinch, move like he's about to stand, Nancy reaching out to stop him. She thinks, then, for the first time, that maybe this is mean to him. He doesn't know it's not real.

"Oh," Steve says. His voice breaks, a little, and her heart breaks for him. "I--oh."

"Your ass was the second thing I noticed," Argyle quips and the tension around the table breaks, Steve giggling.

With smooth confidence she never would have expected him to possess, Argyle cards his fingers through Steve's hair. "Just had to touch it for myself." His voice is soft.

"That all you want to touch?"

Argyle grins. "Not even a little bit."

She watches, stunned, as Steve leans in, face almost touching Argyle's. Eddie makes a noise, a pained cough, and Steve leaps to his feet.

"I can't kiss you!" He half-yells, stumbling.

"And why not?" Argyle asks. He's got a wild smile on his face.

"I'm in love with Eddie!" Steve's eyes are wide, panicked.

"I'm sorry," Steve says to him. "Eddie, I--"

But before he can get the words out, Eddie's climbing over the coffee table, sending drinks and snacks flying, the calls for him to get down ignored as he trips into Steve's arms.

"You love me?" Eddie asks.

"I'm sorry I couldn't say it before. I--got in my head about it and I--I hoped it didn't seem like I was leading you on because my words kept getting stuck, and--"

"Sweetheart." Eddie stops him. "I--" He breaks off, notices that the rest of them are raptly listening to the confession. "Do you want to go somewhere we can talk?"

They disappear upstairs, and she turns to Argyle in awe. "I can't believe that actually worked."

"What can I say, I'm a miracle worker. Are there more Doritos?"

---

Early in the morning, they're piled in Nancy's station wagon, Jonathan driving them home. She and Nancy are in the middle seat, Steve and Eddie in the back. Steve's curled against him, face pressed to his neck, hidden by a cloud of hair. She wants to ask what happened, how their conversation went, if they're official and how long Steve's known he's in love, but Nancy moves closer, head dropping to Robin's shoulder. Their fingers entwine and Robin closes her eyes, smiles.

"Tomorrow?" Nancy asks.

She nods. "Tomorrow."

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