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justmeinadaze · 1 year ago

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Sliding Doors (The King, The Bat, & The Runaway) (Steddie X You)

A/N: For my fellow insomniacs (and early risers abroad) I bare you a gift! I said before with this series I wanted to do a What If scenario where they followed immediately after her instead of it being 10 years later so that be this thing here.

The title refers to a movie starring Gwyneth Paltrow called "Sliding Doors" which is about a woman's choice to catch a train or not and the story is told parallel displaying both outcomes.

You don't have to have read the other parts to fully know what's going on but it helps!

The King, The Bat, and The Runaway

Warnings: Steddie X Fem Reader, SMUT of the softer variety, lots of dirty talk, FLUFF, they go on a date so to speak and the ending is fluffy as all hell (I regret nothing), ANGST, she does run away and they go looking for her. The discuss their night together and the readers panic.

Word Count: 4987

“Hey Mom.”

“Y/N! Baby, I’m so glad you called. Your note scared the hell out of me.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I just had to get away…”

“Why? What happened?”

Your mother’s heart broke as she listened to you cry. “I fucked up, mom. I…crossed a line. They’re my best friends and I…”

“Y/N, where are you?”

“Vegas. I know, I know. It was the first flight that was available and I thought it was a perfect place to get lost.”

“Y/N?” You froze at the sound of his voice. If he was there, that means they both were. “Y/N, sweetheart, come back. Please.”

“Eddie, I—”

“Honey, you…we…didn’t do anything wrong. Come back so we can talk about this.”

“Steve, I can’t. I’m…I’m sorry.”

You heard them both sigh. “Fine.” Your heart shattered at the word but you knew this was for this best. You couldn’t bear the thought of them looking at you with regret for what you three had done. Plus, they deserved better.

“Then we’ll just have to come get you.”

###########

“Steve Harrington, how are we going to find her in a big ass city like this.”

“I don’t know, Munson. Knowing her she’ll want to go somewhere she can clear her head.”

Steve’s eyes focused on the road as Eddie browsed through his phone trying to get an idea of where you might go. After they left your mom, they hopped on the next available plane and were there in under four hours.

“Harrington… what about here?”

As soon as his friend shows him the picture, he knows. Of course you would be there. He quickly slams his foot on the gas, following the directions the metalhead gives him.

***

You softly smiled as you took in the beauty before you. The way the flowers bloomed and smelled had your head spinning. The way the Bellagio Conservatory had set up their displays was one of the most gorgeous things you had ever seen. After taking a picture you remind yourself to send it to your mom after you had left Nevada.

If the guys had been at your house, you couldn’t trust that your parents wouldn’t tell them where you were. The only reason you hadn’t left yet was because Las Vegas was a huge city. Even if they somehow managed to get a flight, they’d never find you.

You pictured their concentrated faces searching in every casino or driving slowly down every street hoping you would appear. It killed you…but this was for the best…right?

A tear escaped you as you hugged your arms around you body. As you turned to leave, you barreled into a broad chest, knocking you back slightly.

“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t—”

Your eyes glanced up to meet the face of the person you accidently ran into but was met with the beautiful face of one of the people you ran away from.

“We figured you’d come here. You always really enjoyed the smell of flowers.”, Eddie’s relieved orbs scanned your face as he spoke. “If not here then you’d be at that colorful fountain.”

“It’s only colorful at night, Ed.” You jumped, abruptly turning to meet Steve’s frustrated demeanor. “We need to talk.”

“There’s nothing to say.”, you whisper.

“Nothing to say right now?”, he shrugs. “Ok. Which state are we going to next then, hm? Because we can follow you all around the country until you're ready to talk. Honestly though, it’s kind of selfish of you to think you’re the only person with anything to say.”

“Fine.” You turn to walk away, pausing when they don’t move. “Come on! You want to talk. Let’s talk in my hotel room.”

#########

You sighed from your place on the bed as you fidgeted with your hands. Both men’s eyes bore into your frame from their places across from you; Eddie on the other end of the bed and Steve with his legs crossed in a chair.

“I’m angry with you.” The metalhead was the first to break the silence and his words cut like a knife. “We woke up and you were gone. Then you were just going to disappear? What the fuck, Y/N? After everything we’ve been through? If you didn’t want a relationship or anything, that’s fine. We’re big boys we can handle it. What we can’t handle is you abandoning us without so much as a fucking goodbye like you’re my fucking mom or something.”

You flinched at his last sentence. You genuinely didn’t see it that way when you initially left. Eddie’s mom abandoned him out of selfishness…you did it to protect him. Right?

“I…I thought I was doing the right thing.”

“No. You thought you doing the right thing for yourself. Don’t sit there and pretend you did this for us.”, Steve spat. “I think what pisses me off more is, apparently, even after four plus years you don’t know us at all. Did you really think we’d wake up and treat you any differently? That even if we didn’t have the best night of our fucking lives that we’d open our eyes, see your face, and say ‘Aw well. Fuck her. Time to move on.’”

“That’s kind of what you did.”, Eddie followed.

“No. NO! I didn’t wake up and think that at all!”, you shouted rising to your feet.

“Really? What did you think?! I would love to know how long it took you to get to ‘oh I’ll just leave them behind’!” Steve stood up as well, glaring down at you with angry eyes.

“That’s NOT how I felt! You two deserve better!”

“Oh, did you hear that, Munson? Now it’s about what she thinks we deserve and not about her running away because she thought we’d reject her. Any more excuses, honey? We’d love to hear them.”

“Jesus Christ, Steve. If you’re both so fucking angry then why are you here?! Why chase after me if you’re so pissed at me!?”

“Because you’re our best friend, Y/N!”

“Please! Spare me, Eddie! Be honest with me, both of you. If we hadn’t fucked and I left Hawkins without telling you, would you still have come for me?”

“Yes and the fact that you don’t think we would is infuriating, Y/N.”, Steve growled.

“Me to. I’m starting to think all that time we spent together was a fucking waste. Should have left me alone at that lunch table, sweetheart.”

“Would you not have come for us?” The man’s anger fully boiled over before you could answer as he watched you fold into yourself again. “Wow. Well congratulations, babe. You got what you wanted and then some. Not only do we regret last night but we regret ever fucking meeting you. Come on, Ed. Let’s go.”

You hastily run to cut them off as you block the door with your body. “Wait. Please! I just…” Your hand reaches out to push against his chest as he tries to move you. “I would, Steve. I would! I would follow you two anywhere! I’m just a coward, ok!?”

You sighed as your head hung. “I panicked. You two mean everything to me. Even before last night… I don’t know how to fucking explain it. You’ve just always been mine and I’ve always been yours, you know? When I woke up, every memory came flooding at once, and I-I thought I fucked up everything. So I ran…”

Sneakers came into your field of view and you looked up to meet Eddie’s eyes as he pulls you into his arms, pressing your head to his chest. Another set of arms wrapped around your waist as Steve tenderly kissed the back of your head.

After a few moments, they both pull away but the metalhead cups your cheeks in his palms.

“Are you hungry?”

#############

You giggled as Eddie devoured his pizza slice in one gulp.

“Oh my god. Do you even taste the food you’re eating?”, Steve playfully scolds his friend.

“Yes and this is so delicious I need it in my stomach as soon as possible.”

After your conversation in the hotel room, they had walked down with you and brought you to a restaurant nearby to get some food. You didn’t realize how hungry you actually were till the waiter brought you your plate.

“After we eat, there’s a little carnival down the way here. We can ride some rides and let Munson’s inner child play some games.”

“Is there a particular reason you are being so mean to me, Harrington? Is it because you’re jealous of me?”

“Yes, Ed. You caught me. I want to be just like you.”

Eddie grins as he hands Steve a slice of his pizza. “In order to be a true Munson, young padawan, you know what needs to be done.”

Steve met your eyes with joking annoyance before sighing and shoveling the whole piece into his mouth making you and the metalhead laugh uncontrollably.

“Congratulations, Stevie. Welcome to the club!”

***

The carnival was packed with tourists and you’d be lying if you didn’t say it overwhelmed you a bit. Sensing your apprehension, Steve reached for you hand and without another thought you did the same to Eddie as you guys headed to play some of the games.

Both boys had a blast on all the rides and you took every picture you could to hold on to forever.

“Oh, sweetheart!”, Eddie exclaimed as he pointed towards the fun house.

“Eddie! That’s how horror movie characters die.”

“Well, princess, thank God we aren’t in a Stephen King book. Come on!”

Pulling you towards the entrance, Steve shook his head in amusement as he followed.

“Oh…oh, Munson, the room is slanted.”

“Steady on there, Harrington! Whoa!” The gravity of the room throws you off as you trip over your feet and stumble into Eddie’s arms. “I gotcha, sweetheart.”

When your eyes met his and his comforting smile, you felt like a fool. You almost left these two boys behind. The two people in the world who had been there with you through everything and made you feel loved and safe. Why? Because you were afraid it would change everything? That they would wake up with regret? That they would hate you?

“You, uh, you have to use your feet to stand, Y/N.”, he chuckled.

Cupping his face in your hands, you pulled his lips to yours. Hesitating only for a moment, Eddie began reciprocating, tangling his fingers in your hair has he tried to bring you closer to him.

“Hey, guys. Come look at this!”

His thumb caressed your bottom lip as you slowly pulled away to head towards Steve’s voice.

“Oh, wow.”

“I know right?”

The three of you were standing in a black lit room with mirrors all around you. In the reflection, Steve caught Eddie’s odd look and flashed him a confused gaze. The metalhead gestured with his eyes towards you and the other man looked your way to see you reaching out to touch the reflection in front of you.

“Ok, one of these is fake right? Or how else do we get out of here?”

Abruptly, you feel a warm breeze against the back of your neck, your eyes meeting Steve’s as you glanced up at the glass in front of you. You two stare what each other for what feels like an eternity before you are finally able to gather some more courage.

“DO you regret what happened?”, you asked.

He silently shook his head and Eddie did the same as he leaned his back against the mirror in front of you.

“Did…did you like it? Being with me?”

Steve stepped closer to you, his arms coming around to bring you closer to his chest as he and his friend nodded. His large palm glided up your body to your jaw, tilting your head so he could kiss your lips.

Loud giggling pried you apart as a group of tourists entered the room shattering the moment.

#############

When you three made it back to the hotel, you crashed, completely exhausted from not just the flight but the entire day. Eddie fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow and without any hesitation you crawled in beside him, lifting his arm to wrap around you as you rested your head on his chest. After Steve practically fell in beside you, you grabbed his arm and wrapped it around your waist, feeling his grin on your skin as you both fell asleep.

That following morning when you woke up, it took you a moment to remember where you were and why you were there. What threw you off even more was you and the boys were in the exact same position you were in yesterday morning.

You listened to them breathe as they slept, wondering what would have happened if you hadn’t of ran. Steve felt so good against your back and you liked being cocooned in his embrace. You felt safe here, like he would do anything to protect you. You were tantalized by Eddie’s chest as it slowly rose and fell. This boy was always bouncing off the walls and full of energy but when he was asleep he looked so peaceful.

He was always obsessed with making you laugh especially since you were there for him when he thought he never would again. You cared about them both so much and absolutely hated yourself for hurting them. Maybe the universe was giving you a second chance…

Your hand roamed his chest and you softly smiled when a heavy sigh escaped through his nose as his head turned a bit towards you. As quietly as you could, you unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans before gradually sliding your hand through the waistband of his boxers.

He groaned as you ran your palm along his cock, his eyes slowly opening to look down at you. Bringing your hand to your mouth, you ran your tongue along your skin and he got the hint, pushing down his pants enough for his dick to spring free.

As you stroked him, Eddie bit his bottom lip trying not to make too much noise waking up Steve. It was no use because the sounds he was making had you rubbing your thighs together and the motions jostled the boy from sleep.

Unbuttoning your pants masterfully with one hand, you watched as Steve’s large hand disappeared below your waist and moaned when his fingers slid through your sex. Your ass grinded back against him and a heavily breath left his lips at the feeling.

Eddie rolled onto his side and lifted off your shirt as the other boy removed his hand to hastily remove your pants and panties. The metalhead whimpered softly as he leaned down to kiss your lips while your hand pumped him at a faster pace.

The sound of Steve rustling out of his jeans had your eyes flutter closed as your head hit the pillow knowing what was about to come.

“Please, Steve. I need you.”

He mewled at your needy tone, lifting your leg to rest on Eddie’s hip before spitting in his hand and rubbing it into your already wet, dripping cunt.

You fingers reached out to tangle in the other man’s hair as Steve slowly guided himself inside of you.

“You’re ok, sweetheart. I know. Harrington is big. Part of the reason he’s so fucking cocky.”

He grinned when you both exasperatedly laugh and bent down to kiss your forehead, brushing the hair back from your face. The man behind you tenderly runs his lips along your shoulder and neck as he does little thrusts to allow you to get accustomed to his size again.

Craning your neck, you turn to kiss his lips and nod, signaling that you’re ready for him to move. His breath warms your face as he begins pumping into you at a steady pace.

“Fuck Steve, baby, you feel so good.”

“Yeah? Is that the spot, honey? Mmm—fuck—you’re so fucking tight.”

Suddenly, you feel pressure on your clit as Eddie’s fingers rub circles into your bundle of nervous.

“Oh! Oh my god…j-just like that.”

Steve thrusts his hips into yours harder making your eyes roll as you cling to the man in front of you tighter.

“Please, please Steve, don’t stop. I’m gonna…”

His arms wrapped tightly around you as his pounded into you, his cock ramming that sensitive spot inside of you over and over until you shuddered in his hold, groaning his name as you came.

“Fuck, Y/N. I love the way my name sounds when you cum.”

Steve’s forehead fell against your skin as he chased his high, your fingers reaching back to run through his hair.

“I love you, Steve.” His rhythm faltered slightly as his eyes met yours. “I love you.”

The man smirked as he continued what he was doing till lips attached aggressively to yours and you felt him release his spend inside of you.

“I love you to, honey…so much…I think…even before the other night…we were yours.”, Steve panted as he petted your head. “I remember seeing you for the first time…at the lunch table with Munson…freshman year…you had the most beautiful laugh. I fell for you then, babe.”

He softly kisses you again before pulling out and you fully turn your attention to Eddie.

“Well shit. How am I supposed to follow that epic speech from our illustrious king.”

You giggle as he effortlessly picks you up and places you on his lap, circling your legs around his waist as he sits up and leans against the headboard.

“You know I’ve always loved you, princess. You were so sweet and kind to me from day one. I never in a million years thought you’d ever fall for a freak like me.”

Reaching between your bodies, he moans as you take hold of his cock and gradually sink down on to him.

“I never saw you that way, Eddie. Not once. You’re funny, generous, a bit nerdy…”

“A bit…”, he laughs. “Fuck.”

“I love you.”, you whimper as you wrap your arms around his neck and bounce your hips. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I—mmm—I wasn’t trying to abandon you, Eddie, like her. I swear.”

“Hey, hey, hey. Look at me, Y/N.” Leaning back, his palms cup your cheeks. “I forgive you. You’re here now and like Stevie said we’ll follow you anywhere, pretty girl.”

As you turned your head to glance towards the other man, the metalhead clung to your back as he thrust himself up to meet your motions as he rested his head against your temple.

Steve nodded, reaffirming his friend’s response as you closed your eyes and fully absorbed yourself into the man around you.

“Yes, Eddie. Fuck. Harder please.”

Taking hold of you, he flipped you onto your back, pushing up onto his palms as he slammed into you, watching your face as it scrunched in pleasure.

“Like this, baby?”

“Yes! Don’t stop, please!”

Fully collapsing, he grinded aggressively into you making your toes curl as he sucked that sweet spot on your neck.

Breathing filled you ear causing you clench tightly around his cock making him grunt as Steve’s voice echoed through.

“Come on, sweet girl. Cum again. Cum hard all over Munson’s dick. It feels good doesn’t it? Him stretching you open. Show him how good it is.”

One of your hands threads through Eddie’s messy mane as your other digs into his shoulder while you repeatedly chant his name as you tremble against him and the coil snaps.

“That’s it, sweetheart! Fuck me…”, the metalhead groans as his thrusts become sloppy and you feel his seed coat your walls. “Are you okay?”

You can’t help but smile as you reach up to caress his face.

“You don’t have to ask me that every time, Ed.”

The boy chuckles as he kisses your lips and falls to your side.

“Ok, well, fuck you then.”

The three of you laugh before it tapers off and you lay there in silence.

“Do you two have to go back to Hawkins?” Even though you were staring up at the ceiling you felt their eyes on you as both their heads turned. “I mean…I know we had talked about what we wanted to do but…since we had so much fun in Vegas…maybe we can go somewhere else.”

“I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii and boat in that clear water.”

“Are you trying to kill me, Steven?”, Eddie playfully sighs.

“Oh, Edward. You could use some sun!”

“Speaking of, seeing Dracula’s castle would be pretty cool.” You giggle as he hisses and leans in pretending to bite your neck.

“What about you, honey? Where do you want to go?”

“I’ll go anywhere with you two.”

#################

10 Years Later

You sift through the mail as you come back in from the warm but breezy California air. As you head for your office you pass by the multiple photos on the table by the stairs and along the walls. The biggest frame has a picture of Eddie and Steve in suits on a beach in Italy holding you in the air with your beautiful white dress for your makeshift wedding about a year after you graduated high school.

Next to that one was you kissing Steve’s cheek after he graduated from law school and another of Eddie holding you with your limbs wrapped around him as you showed the camera Corroded Coffin’s first CD. There was a funny image of Steve holding open your first novel that had just been published in front of you as you were mid giggle at him asking you to sign it.

Along the walls were photos of each of your kid’s ultrasounds pointing to where they were along with school photos that always made you feel old.

Your favorite pictures were reserved for your office. On your desk, you had an image of Steve holding your first born the first time you brought him home. He was so scared those first couple of weeks that the baby would break because he was so little. You always caught him checking in at random hours of the night to make sure he was ok. Next to it was an image of Eddie at the studio with your daughter as he held her up to the microphone, both mid smile as she reached for the circle surrounding it. Beside that was your photo from high school graduation; the night everything changed.

“Mommy!”, your five-year-old shouts as she runs into your office.

“Layla!”

“Mommy, Miles won’t share with the tv!”

“He won’t?” She shakes her head as she pouts and you pick her up. “Let’s go beat him up and shake him down.”

The little girl giggles, scrunching up her nose just like Steve does when he laughs.

“Miles!”, you shout his name light heartedly as you round the corner and he pauses his game. “How long have you been playing?” Your soon to be eight-year-old shrugs. “Did you finish your homework?”

“No…”

“Ok, well that answers that. Let your sister watch tv while you do that.”

“But moooooom…”, he whines, his long black curls tussling as he throws his head back.

“Oh, I know. I’m awful. You’re lucky. Layla wanted to beat you up.”

“No, mommy!”

The front doorknob jiggles slightly before it opens as Steve comes in and places his briefcase down so he can catch Layla as she runs to greet him.

“Ah ah. Just because she walked away doesn’t mean you get to play again.”

“Hey honey! How’s my little girl?”

“I missed you, daddy.”

“You missed me? I only went to work. Hey babe.”, he grins as he gives you a peck. “Kid, everything all right?”

“I want to play games. When can I get my own tv?”

“Even if you had your own tv, you’d have to finish your homework first. Now give me a hug.” Miles reluctantly gives his father a hug but his mood changes when Steve holds him tighter and tries to tickle him making him laugh. “All right. Get outta here. All of you.”

You beam up at him as you wrap your own arms around him and inhale the scent that is now Steve. In high school it was a mix of Hawkins outside and mint from the gum he was always chewing. Now it was his sleek suits he wore to court with his cologne and the delicious bodywash he used in the shower that morning.

“I see you had your hands full.”

“Just since 3. How was your day?”

“Oh, you know. Sassy corporate businessmen defendants like my father and a tough as hell judge…”

“So, you had a good day then?”

He chuckles as he tilts your head to kiss your lips.

“Daddy, come watch my show with me.”

“Ok, my love. Let me change real quick and I’ll be right there.”

***

You grinned at Steve from your place at the sink as you watched him help Miles finish his math homework. Layla sat across from them coloring a picture that was “for daddy” when he got home. They missed Eddie so much when he was on tour but after this one he said he would be taking break which made you ecstatic.

Steve’s head abruptly turned as the front door swung open.

“That can’t be him right?”

“Either that or we’re getting robbed.”

“Yeah but I’d make a sexy burglar.”

“Daddy!”, Layla shouted as both kids got up to run towards Eddie.

“Oof Jesus Christ!”

“What are you doing home, Munson?”

The metalhead grinned as he waddled into the area with both children clinging to his hip.

“Aw, what, sire. You didn’t miss me?”, he laughs. “Naw, I told them since the last two shows were in state I was coming home and would just fly or drive where I needed to. I didn’t want to miss Miles’s birthday. Speaking of…”

You smiled as you hopped up on the counter and watched him disappear before reappearing with a bag. He handed his son a gold looking notebook with a dragon across it and a castle with a lock on the side.

“I found this in Florida of all places. The guy in the store said it’s perfect for mapping out campaigns.”

“Oh wow! Thank you, dad. This is so cool.”

Eddie knelt down on his knee to Layla’s level and handed her a little orb.

“This, princess, you plug into the wall and it projects images like stars or planets. I thought this would be good for your little reading corner in your room.”

“Thank you, daddy.”, she smiles as she wraps her arms around his neck and he kisses her cheek.

Reaching over the table he hands Steve a small black box, watching his face as he opens it.

“Eddie…”

The man stands to show you the watch his friend brought him and your grin grew when you saw the picture of you three from graduation on the face.

“I had that done in New York. I thought it would be a good present for our 10-year anniversary coming up and that night changed all our lives.”

“Oh I don’t think there’s anything in that black bag for me.”, you joke when he turns to face you and playfully narrows his eyes in your direction as he hands you your gift.

Before you open it, you pull him into your embrace and hug him tightly to you. Eddie still smelled more or less the same as he did in high school; cigarette smoke, weed, and body wash. He must have had an interview that morning because he had light touches of cologne on his neck. He never saw the point of wearing any before a show because it was going to end with him smelling like sweat and alcohol anyway.

“I missed you.”

Eddie leaned back, cupping your face as he kissed your lips.

“Ew!”, you daughter giggled.

“Shouldn’t you children be in bed or something!” Layla sticks her tongue out at him and he does the same. “Now open it or I’m taking it back.”

“Nooooo!”, you whine as they both lean on either side of you.

Inside was a silver necklace with the symbol on the cover of all your books for The King, The Vampire, and The Runaway series with an engraving on the back.

“We’ll follow you anywhere, Runaway.”

-The King and The Vampire

You started to cry as you pulled them into another hug.

“Steve helped pay for that. The person at the store I bought it from looked at me like I was crazy until I told them I knew the author. Then SHE went crazy because she realized that meant I’m the guitarist of Corroded Coffin.”

He helped you down from the counter as you all sat at the table and Layla showed Eddie her drawing.

“Speaking of 10 years…”, you tilted back to grab the mail you had long left behind and handed Steve one of the envelopes. “Our reunion is coming up. I’m not sure if you guys wanted to go to that.”

“Ooo we can fly down and visit grandpa.” Your daughter smiled showing off all little teeth. “I know Wayne never misses a chance to see them and your parents to, babe.”

“My mom has been dying to show Miles her new tennis swing.”, Steve laughs as he messes his son’s curls.

“She says I’m her favorite sparring partner.”

“I should be through with this case by then.” He hands Eddie the letter who quickly scans the dates.

“I don’t have anything around this time either.”

“Well would you look at that. Our schedules actually aligned for once.”

“No book deadlines?”, the metalhead asks.

“Nope. I’m all yours.”

“You were always ours, sweetheart.”, he winks as Steve nods his head in agreement.

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