#snzknk!steve

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Choose Your Own Ending Fic 2

Coming in hot with some sick!Eddie and snzknk!Steve.

Eddie has a cold when Steve arrives for their date. Does Eddie (A) Go through with the date despite being sick? Or (B) Have a fluffy night in with his boyfriend? You get to decide!!! Collab with @bewitchedfeathers

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Eddie stood in the kitchen, hovering tentatively by the phone.

Wayne had noticed the boy lingering and decided to bite the bullet and ask, “Everything okay kid?”

“Huh?” Eddie had forgotten Wayne was there. “Oh yeah umm I’m just not sure if I should call Steve?”

Eddie was really looking forward to tonight’s date with Steve to the movies, but he’d been losing the fight against a cold for a few days now.

“HNG’tchew! Tsschiew! HEH’TSCHIEW!” Eddie buckled at the waist, just barely catching his sneezes in his elbow.

“Well if you keep doing that…” Wayne began.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Damn Steve and his tendency to arrive slightly early for everything.

Eddie sniffled heavily and went to answer the door. Steve was in a nice polo and jeans. The perfect counterpart to Eddie’s ripped jeans with tee shirt and flannel.

“Hey Eds! You ready to hit the movies?” He asked cheerfully.

“Yeah, just gimme one minute - igtsschiew! Tsschiew!” Eddie turned away from the door.

“Feeling alright babe?”

[dontfeeltoohot]

Would you consider writing something where Steve has a head cold and is embarrassed about how much he’s sneezing around Eddie because he knows about the k!nk but Eddie just teases him a little and is very fond?

So I'm not sure which one you wanted to have the knk, because I know I've only ever written Steve having it, but I could see either one in this scenario. I apologize if I write the wrong one, if you want to message me and let me know I'll gladly write it for the correct one! :)

Here's snzknk!Steve getting sick and Eddie being a cute, loving, teasing, and somewhat curious boyfriend.

XXX

"Stevie, if you apologize one more time," Eddie gives him a pointed look, smirking when Steve huffs and rubs at his very pink nose.

There's a couple of tissues next to him, but Eddie's given him his own personal (clean) bandana to use for the time being, knowing it's probably softer. His boyfriend snuffles into it, eyes already fluttering shut again, brows knitting together.

"....huh'TSCHhoo! uh'KTschoOOo!"

"Jesus, your nose really is sensitive, huh?" Eddie chuckles when Steve gives him a withering glare.

The bandana is dropped down into his lap, and he watches as his boyfriends nose tries to fight back more sneezes. It's kind of cute honestly. Steve sniffles and rubs his nose against his wrist.

"Sorry, just...ugh, m'all gross, probably shouldn't even be in bed with me."

Eddie's curious, can't really help it. He's known about Steve's knk for months now, has indulged him more than a few times, but this is new territory- the one with the knk being sick. Humming thoughtfully, he plucks a tissue from the box and presses it against Steve's nose. It's a bit clumsy, but sue him, he's never actually done this with anyone else.

"Uhhh," Steve's tensing, and Eddie laughs quietly.

"Oh come on Stevie. You're into all of this. Don't tell me you don't have daydreams of this kind of thing when it's to do with you. You want me to take care of you right? Wipe your cute nose, rub your back, check your temperature?"

Steve full on blushes, it's bright red and he can't help but smile back. Bingo. He lowers the tissue, but quickly brings it back up when he sees Steve's nostrils twitch.

"huh'ITschhoo! uh'ktschhoo!"

"Bless you Stevie. This poor cold," he murmurs, dropping a kiss to Steve's forehead. He wipes at his nose again, and the man almost whimpers. God he's so fucking cute.

"S-Sorry," the younger man coughs quietly and gives a series of ridiculously wet sniffles. Eddie grabs a few more tissues and makes a spectacle of folding them. Carefully, he presses them to the others nose.

"Shh, I've told you not to apologize, lemme take care of you okay? Now, blow your pretty little nose and then I'll take your temperature."

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We are most likely all aware that Eddie would be a wonderful boyfriend to Steve. What if Steve were to admit to him how much he liked sneezing? Eddie giggles at first but he is really accepting. What shocks Steve the most is that Eddie does a little digging around his trailer, only to return with a pepper shaker and the fluffiest feather he could find. Eddie tells Steve he wants to let him see himself sneezing for the first time. Steve is shocked but beyond excited. Eddie would usually stifle his sneezes in front of someone. But when he hears that the person he loves most is interested in sneezing, no. He wants to make these the best sneezes yet. And he does just that. After instantly using what he needs to give himself that same old tickle in his nose, he lets out the most desperate, wettest, loud, spraying sneezes even he himself has heard. Steve is of course not regretting telling Eddie this news and enjoying every second of it. But even Eddie jumps back a little as he had no idea that he had the ability to sneeze like a total father figure. Afterwords, the two cuddle in bed as Steve spends his time looking at Eddie’s red nose, never forgetting this moment. I would absolutely love to see you write this! The content you have been posting is incredible :))

The latest of late replies, Anon, but here ya go! -KB

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Steve and Eddie had been dating for a few months now. The younger of them was helping Eddie clean up the trailer a bit while Wayne was out of town that weekend.

Steve had a spray bottle and paper towel, while Eddie was looking around for their duster.

“There’s the stupid thing!” Eddie exclaimed, seeing it was on the top shelf above their laundry machine. With one hand firmly planted on the top of the washer, he jumped reaching up for the old school feather duster Wayne insisted on keeping.

Despite being pretty tall, his fingers only managed to knock the handle, causing the whole thing to fall down. He caught it mid-air right above his face, a small puff of dust dispersing around him.

“NxxT! Snff NXXXT!”

Eddie stifled against his ringed knuckles and turned towards Steve.

“Found it! It was- are you okay Harrington? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Eddie said the last sentence in a playful woman’s voice.

Steve blinked a couple of times. “I umm - that was cute.”

Eddie raised an inquisitive eyebrow, “My old lady impression is cute?”

“No, not that… the uh. Your sneeze. I liked it umm a lot.”

Eddie crossed his arms and leaned in towards Steve, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. “You like that hmm?” He held up a finger, “be right back.”

The older man walked towards the trailer bathroom and emerged with a small spray bottle.

“What is that?” Steve asked.

“Wayne’s fancy cologne. He had to stop wearing it because I’m like super allergic. Makes me sneeze like crazy. C’mere.”

Steve took a step closer to his boyfriend, who held the bottle at arms length and gave Steve’s collar bone a little spritz before setting the bottle back on the counter.

“Doesn’t take a whole lot…” Eddie pressed his body against Steve’s and kissed his cheek and then his neck, inhaling the cologne all the while. Eddie’s breath hitched almost instantly.

“AHTsssiEW! HNGkchEW! Hehh - ITSSIEW!” He braced himself by holding onto Steve’s shoulder with his left hand and sneezed down towards his chest, a cloud of spray hanging in the air between them just for a second. Eddie looked up just to make sure Steve was into it.

“B- bless you.” Steve was bright red.

“Thahhhhnks, hold on I’m gonna- HEH’TSCHEW!”

Steve was supporting Eddie as he quickly lost control. “NGT’schEW! Fuck… HKT’CHEW!”

Eddie coughed lightly and tried to sniffle back his now runny nose. “Can we sit down? Feel kinda light headed…”

“Yeah babe.” Steve held Eddie’s hand and guided him to the couch. Steve sat down first with Eddie laying on top of him, his back resting on Steve’s chest.

Steve grabbed some tissues from the box next to him and held them while Eddie’s breath hitched for the third time.

“HMMPtschhh!”

Eddie was only slightly mortified. He didn’t mean for his little game to turn into him sneezing all over his boyfriend.

“Sorry Steve, I can take those.” He tried to grab for the tissues Steve was holding.

“It’s okay Eds, I like it remember?”

Eddie nodded, eyes fluttering shut as Steve held up the tissues once again for his boyfriend. This went on for another ten minutes or so, until Eddie was exhausted and lay against Steve.

The long haired man turned his head to look up at Steve. “Think I’m done now.”

Steve smiled, chuckling a little bit. “Your nose is all red. It’s cute.” He reached out and playfully booped Eddie’s nose causing it to twitch.

“NGT’chEW! Stop it!!” Eddie whined jokingly.

Steve wrapped his arms tighter around Eddie and closed his eyes, wondering how he got so lucky.

[dontfeeltoohot]

Yeah so that last little bit. Is snzknk!Steve realizing Robin is also into it. And Eddie just being so curious about it and wanting to ask Robs like a billion questions. He’s always willing to please his friends 😏

Prompt for Eddie being allergic to something in Steve's house (maybe cleaning supplies or air freshener??) and as the night goes on he sneezes more and more.

Optional bonus Steve has a sneeze kink and is trying not to go feral as Eddie becomes an allergy ridden mess

❤️ Bewitchedfeathers

siodjfsadoijf my brain lost it at this. thank you for this prompt, i love it so much. i hope you enjoy!!

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Steve, Robin and Eddie, walk through the Harrington's front door, bags of food in their arms for tonight's festivities. It's October and it's Friday the 13th. They've been talking about it all week, now that Eddie works at the Family Video with them some days, when he doesn't have band practice or DnD. Not only did they grab the first Friday the 13th, but the next three as well, keeping them hidden in the back so they'd have their copies ready when all the others inevitably got rented out the next few days. Now Friday was here, and the only thing they were going to do was veg out and enjoy the horror to come.

As they make their way further in, all three are hit with the very intense smell of fake lemon Lysol cleaner. Both Robin and Eddie wrinkle their nose, but Steve seems unphased.

"Uhh, Harrington? Wanna explain why it smells like the inside of cleaning bottle in here?" Eddie sets the bags of food down, going through them to find whatever stuff needs to go into the freezer. Steve's working on preheating the oven.

"Oh, our cleaning lady who usually comes Wednesday's couldn't this week, so she came today," the nineteen year old shrugs, obviously used to the manufactured smell.

"Well, it smells gross, and she should use like eighty percent less next time," Robin adds, setting the VHS tapes down over near the Harrington's large television, at least, the largest most of them have seen in someone's living room.

Eddie loves teasing Steve as much as he can about it, and really about anything he can, in hopes of catching one of those signature Harrington smiles. Every time he gets one, it makes him feel a little bit lighter, like the world almost ending was worth it to have met Steve and actually get to know him. He'd thought he was a mindless jock back when they'd gone to school together, but he was still a hot mindless job. And now they're....friends? He hopes Steve considers him a friend, after all they'd done together.

Eddie rubs at his nose with the crook of his finger, a vague, barely there buzzing in sinuses as he shrugs his vest and leather jacket off, revealing an old long sleeve black shirt. It's worn, soft, and usually reserved for sleeping, but watching movies is close enough since they'll all be sitting and enjoying for over five hours.

As they all talk and joke around, Eddie watches Harrington, who looks like a natural as he pulls out Totino's pizza rolls from the oven, a whole large bags worth sizzling on the tray. Eddie wonders if they should have bought more, but then he remembers they still have chips and cookies and candy and soda. He sees the small box of Honeycomb that he'd grabbed for himself after much deliberation and grins, knowing the whole box will be gone by tomorrow.

"I don't see how you eat those things Munson, they're literally just sugar."

Looking up, the guitarist sees Harrington snarking at him, so he sends him his most flirtatious smile.

"You are what you eat I guess," he winks and then smirks when Harrington's cheeks go red.

It's no big secret that Eddie likes guys and girls, and he's been beyond grateful everyone here seems pretty chill with out. Robin had even come out to him earlier in the month, and he's made sure not to talk to anyone else about it, not when she seemed so worried.

As he watches Harrington try to come up with a reply, Eddie can feel an itch start to unfurl in his head and sinuses. Sniffling does the exact opposite of what he's been hoping, and the intense lemon-y smell hits him full force. He tries to follow along with whatever snarky comment Harrington finally shoots back at him, but the ticklish feeling is cresting, making his eyes want to close. Quickly, he brings his left arm up, nestling his face into the crook of it.

"n'GKt! h'GKkt! h'NKt-uhhh!" He keeps his face buried the whole time, even though there's a few seconds in between each sneeze. The last one is hard enough that he lets out a thick sigh after. He's always sneezed in triples, for as long as he can remember. His parents would bless him the first time, but by the third time there was usually a 'shut up' or 'can you stop' thrown into the mix. Not his fault his nose takes more time.

Dropping his arm, Eddie sniffles again and takes the bandana he has in his back pocket, rubbing his nose gently with it before sticking it back in its place. He doesn't notice Harrington staring at him while he does so, but once he's bringing his head back up, the other man gives him a sort of smile.

"Bless you."

"Oh, thanks," Eddie nods and heads to the sink to wash his hands before making himself a plate of pizza rolls and Doritos.

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Steve and Eddie sit next to each other. Well...Steve sits down, Robin sits on one side and after he looks around for a moment, Eddie choses to sit on the other side of Steve, for which the middle man is half excited and half nervous. Never in a million years would he have ever thought he'd be attracted to Eddie Munson, yet here he was, his stomach full of butterflies as the curly haired man sits next to him. Steve can smell his cologne and it's intoxicating to say the least.

He's embarrassed to say he's always thought Munson was kind of...dirty and grungy, even if back in classes he'd never talked to him or paid him much attention. Now though, now he sees just how nice and white his teeth are, how good his skin is, how soft his curls look. He always smells good, and for the most part his clothes are always clean. Even when Steve had worn his vest back months ago, it had smelled good even after being out in the woods for god knows how long.

As the movie starts, it's silent aside from the movie and everyone eating. No one talks, mostly focused on the food. Five minutes in, however, Steve picks up on a few soft sniffles coming from his left. And god, if Munson sneezes again, next to him, he might combust. Sure he finds sneezes hot, that's just...a thing he's always known. Nancy's sneezes had been surprisingly not dainty like he'd imagined, but they suited her and were definitely cute. But Munson's sneezes...he's never paid attention to stifled sneezes much, at least, not until twenty minutes ago. Something about it just...wow.

The sniffles don't get loud by any means, but they don't stop either. Steve's pretty sure his whole body is thrumming with some kind of weird energy, half watching the movie and half listening to Eddie. Finally decided to chance a glance at the guitarist, he notices he's sitting with his legs drawn to his chest, arms resting on them in a way that doesn't look super comfortable, but hey, to each their own. What really catches his eye though, is the way Eddie's nose is scrunched up, like he's trying not to sneeze. He gives another sniffle, this time rubbing his wrist that's hidden under his soft looking shirt against the underside of his nose.

Not able to look away, Steve's heart starts beating hard, watching the way Eddie's nostrils twitch and he rubs at them again. It's like watching someone lose a game- they twitch again, and then finally his eyebrows knit together, and his eyes flutter shut, showing off his long eyelashes. With one more twitch of his nose, Eddie inhales, his chest expands, and his arm is brought up against his face again.

"h'kGktt'uh! hh-gkXT! hih'KXxt'uh!"

A sniffle and then Steve watches him rub his face into his arm, quickly turning back to stare at the television the second he sees the arm move back down. He decides not to bless him this time- he has a feeling Eddie cares more about horror movies than a simple gesture.

Shifting, Steve moves enough that he can see the screen, but also can easily see Eddie and his movements without being obvious, or at least, he hopes to god he isn't. How awkward of a conversation would that be. He thinks maybe he'd rather get eaten by a demodog. Not three minutes later Eddies scrubbing at his nose with his knuckles, his shirt sleeve pulled up over his hand, his fingers only barely visible. He looks ridiculously cozy. Steve kind of wanders if he's a good cuddler, he looks like he would be. Lost in his thoughts about cuddling Munson, Steve doesn't realize anything's happening until-

"nkGxtt! h'dKGt! ihgKT'uhh!"

Steve's not sure if it's just his imagination or if the sneezes sound stuffier, but the sniffle after definitely confirms he's congested. It's thick and soupy and before Steve can do anything, Eddie's snagging his bandana from his back pocket and pressing it tightly to his face.

"h'GKt! hih'gKtuh! ihh'KTsch'uhew! Fuck..."

His insides are melting, he's sure of it. He can already feel his pants getting tight, and his palms are sweaty. The fact it's all happening beside him too, it's making him jittery. He wants to ask if he's okay, wants to ask if he can help. Hell, he wants to ask if he can jump him, but instead he misses his opportunity.

"Are you okay?" Robin beats him to it.

Eddie looks up, big brown doe eyes meeting hers and then flickering to Steve's. He's still holding his bandana, but it's resting against his lap for now. Steve notices that his nostrils are still twitching in allergic anticipation, and if he really zero's in, he can vaguely see a light sheen on his cupids bow. Eddie blinks and his hand that's not holding his bandana comes up and rubs at his eyes, making him look far younger than he is.

"Y-Yeah, sohhmethings...just," he sniffles but this time it's more desperate. "Just gehhttihng to me..." His eyes are fluttering and his nostrils are twitching like crazy, quivering and obviously itchy. Steve shifts, trying not to just blatantly stare, if only for Robin's sake.

"hih'Ktschh! ihh'gTCH'uh! h'kgt'uh!"

"Dude, do you w-"

"Nohht done H-Harri'gton...h'GKkt! Jesus Chrihhst..n'gXKTuhew! hihdKXtch! hah'KSTCHuhew!!"

As soon as the small fit ends, Eddie blows his nose roughly into his bandana, rubbing his nose over and over. Steve bites his tongue almost hard enough to draw blood so he doesn't let out any other noises.

"You want some benadryl? My parents keep some in the cabinet, I think it'll help. Do you know what's bothering you?" Steve finally manages to come up with words while Eddie scrubs his face with the neck of his shirt.

"Uhh, sure. N-Not suhhre, think mahhybe the cleaner?" Eddie sniffles and rubs a little harder. Steve nods and gets up, going to find the pills. As he walks, he tries to think of things like his parents, or showing up to class naked, anything to help get him to calm down. He comes back with water and two pills, then freezes. Eddie is looking at Robin with a curious expression, eyebrow raised. Robin is half blushing.

"-n't know that was a thihhng- kTSCH! hih'GXKtt! h'ixschh'EW!"

The last sneeze is louder and surprisingly...girly? And Steve squirms again. Then he notices Robin looking even more weird and Eddie smirking. And...oh. OH. Is this a joke? Some kind of new hell? But then again, he and Robin could always have fun with it...but. Really?!

Steve thrusts the pills into Eddie's hands and then mumbles something about going to the bathroom, needing a minute to himself.

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Here’s ending option B from my collab “choose your own ending fic 2” with @bewitchedfeathers ! ❤️

Choose Your Own Ending Fic 2

Coming in hot with some sick!Eddie and snzknk!Steve.

Eddie has a cold when Steve arrives for their date. Does Eddie (A) Go through with the date despite being sick? Or (B) Have a fluffy night in with his boyfriend? You get to decide!!! Collab with @bewitchedfeathers

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Eddie stood in the kitchen, hovering tentatively by the phone.

Wayne had noticed the boy lingering and decided to bite the bullet and ask, “Everything okay kid?”

“Huh?” Eddie had forgotten Wayne was there. “Oh yeah umm I’m just not sure if I should call Steve?”

Eddie was really looking forward to tonight’s date with Steve to the movies, but he’d been losing the fight against a cold for a few days now.

“HNG’tchew! Tsschiew! HEH’TSCHIEW!” Eddie buckled at the waist, just barely catching his sneezes in his elbow.

“Well if you keep doing that…” Wayne began.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Damn Steve and his tendency to arrive slightly early for everything.

Eddie sniffled heavily and went to answer the door. Steve was in a nice polo and jeans. The perfect counterpart to Eddie’s ripped jeans with tee shirt and flannel.

“Hey Eds! You ready to hit the movies?” He asked cheerfully.

“Yeah, just gimme one minute - igtsschiew! Tsschiew!” Eddie turned away from the door.

“Feeling alright babe?”