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sabbathbloodysabbeth · 2 years ago

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Painted Skin

Square and Prompt: A2 Prank gone wrong (and then Right)

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3403

Ships: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Warning; this one shot results from bullying, it’s nothing to bad but bullying is in this

Major tags: are listed below, I made sure to put warnings up before this though steve is hard of hearing in this as well

Summary; Eddie, like a bunch of other kids is forced to go to the pep rally or what he likes to call it the prep rally. The school has a tradition of dumping water on a poor kids head (with constant before hand) but this year something else gets dumped on Eddie and Steve Harrington. Resulting in both of them having to help each other get cleaned up in the showers. (This is a very clean one shot to smut even though it sounds like it lol)

Mention; @steveharringtonbingo

Note: Eddie and Steve aren’t close but they are aware of each other and have had a few conversations before this happens

Eddie stumbles over his feet a little, nearly falling on his face in the stands. Nothing or anyone had tripped him. It was all him. The clumsiness had gotten better (or worst) since he was a toddler. He wasn't sure if that was true, all he knew was that he would start some days without one single bruise on him and land in bed later that night with small bruises on his skin. Over his knees, on his arms. Anywhere really. Constant blue and purple painted his skin along with the tattoos. It was so common that his Uncle had stopped questioning them years ago. While balancing himself from nearly falling, he could already feel the bruise on his shin forming. A small scrape as well from where he skimmed it against one of the metal steps. God only knows why anyone trusted him anywhere near the stands. Which was why he was a tad annoyed, he wasn't here on his own record. Today was the annual pep rally for Hawkins. A day that he hated just as much as he hated Valentine's Day.

The day was just every single jock showing off to the school. Playing tug of war, competing in numerous stupid games while every student watched. The gym was always loud, everyone always yelling. It had everything Eddie hated. Loud noises, asshole jocks, and sweaty teenagers being forced to be squished up against each other because of the lack of space in the bleachers. It was also a pain in the ass finding a spot to sit as everyone quickly saved spots for their friends and became huge dicks about it. Which was how Eddie had started out trying to sit in the far back, and ending up in the front row. Anxiously picking at the Jean material on his ripped skinny's. Tracing a small bruise that was on his knee that he doesn't even know happened. Looking forward as his heart raced in his chest. Anxiety high as he fidgets with anything he can touch. His rings, his shirt, or his hair.

The principle had started to stand in the middle of the gym talking into the mike that kept cracking a little, making it sound like he was going through puberty. Eddie didn't bother listening to what anyone had said just zoning out into his own thoughts. His eyes were carefully watching everyone's movement as he bites his lip. Thoughts wondering if he should get a lip ring. Give him something else to fidget with. Like any other year tug of war goes first. All of the jocks getting worked up and sweaty over something so stupid. The losing team throwing a small fit before being escorted to their side of the room. While the other cheered like they won the god damn war. Like any year, the hugest jock of them all would go to the middle of the gym floor and talk. For the past two it had been Steve Harrington. This year is was Jason, a sixteen year old brat who got his way more then anyone.

Like everyone else, Eddie had heard about Steve getting a very bad concussion during a fight with Billy last year. Not only did he hear but he knew. He wasn't close to the guy but he talked to him on occasion, shockingly. He knew that it was so bad to the point he wasn't even allowed to be on the basketball team anymore. Which must have sucked for the senior, who Eddie had finally found sitting with a group of kids. A curly haired brat with a baseball cap whispering in his ear intensely and throwing his hand around along with Lucas Sinclair. A kid he was familiar with as it was well known he was the reason along with Max, that Steve and Billy got in a fight anyway. Something about the two dating, he wasn't sure and he didn't care. His suspicions of Billy being racist was confirmed and he made sure to avoid the guy like the plague. Which thinking about the guy made him look around for him. Not seeing him anywhere was a bit suspicious.

Though his eyes move back to Jason. Who was going on about god knows what. His voice was drowned out by the constant whispers surrounding the crowd. A lot of Steve Harrington and Billy Hargroves being tossed around. Eddie decides he was tired of it all and slides on his headphones, clicking on the tape and letting it play. Drowning out everyone else to the lyrics.

"Come on feel the noise, Girls rock your boys, we'll get wild wild wild, wild, wild, wild"

After that everything starts to go by much faster with a blur. Of course Eddie knew about the tradition of dumping water on a random kid in the gym. But normally the kid was told so before hand, as that was the teachers terms for allowing it. This year, it was different. Eddie had truly been minding his own business when he catches sight of someone going behind Steve Harrington. Furrowing his eyebrows he assumes it's water, finding a funny way of including the old king of Hawkins high. What he doesn't expect is to feel something cold going over his head right as he watches yellow paint going over Steve Harrington's head. Who seems just as shocked, but was holding himself a lot better then Eddie. Who had jumped up as his headphones start to glitch, hair starting to stick to his forehead as he realizes this wasn't water. Looking he catches onto the culprit, and with out hesitated throws a punch. He's seeing red, literally and figuratively. Red paint going over his face and he has to quickly wipe it from his eyes as students were screaming not wanting paint on them and some were laughing.

Eddie laughs when he watches the guy who did this to him slip and fall in the paint. Yelling out in pain. Eddie is pissed and his Walkman was ruined. Turning his head he sees Jason looking smug as hell. Breathing in paint fumes, Eddie had already figured out it was him. So had Steve Harrington who was walking up behind him. Eddie wiggles his fingers at Jason who was grinning, which falters as he looks confused. Before he's being swung around and punched in the face but a very pissed Steve Harrington. Who proceeds to spit yellow paint out at him. Eddie moves trying to get off the stands but he's falling himself, landing on his ass as he angrily throws his Walkman to the side. Looking around he could also see that he and Steve weren't the only victims. Jonathan Byers and some random kid from band were also hit.

Eddie can barely hear anything over the crowd, that he doesn't catch on to Steve Harrington standing in front of him with a group of kids. They were yelling and flipping people off and Eddie already could tell he liked the red head. Who was taking wads of paint off from Steve and sprinting after who ever said something and smearing paint on the back of their shirts. He looks dazed as he realizes the King was extending his hand to the freak. He hesitates and Steve looks a little hurt by it, the curly hair boy with the cap looks like he's about to chew his ear out. Not wanting to be on the wrong side of that kid he takes Steve's hand. Feeling the red paint smearing with the yellow creating a orange like color as he's lifted up. Stumbling a bit as his sneakers, that were once white slip through the paint nearly taking him and Steve out. He chuckles awkwardly as he regains balance from the others sturdy shoulders before they move off of the stands. Eddie is ready to disappear, but is awkwardly led to the locker room to get washed up.

His head was swimming with all of the kids voices and the reality of the situation was dawning on him as tears form in his eyes. "Everyone shut up!" He yells voice cracking. His hands moving to his ears a bit as everyone's heads snap to look at him. Steve takes control as he moves to grab his wallet out.

"Max, go buy dish soap, shampoo, conditioner, and maybe olive oil." Steve rambles out. "That will hopefully help get the paint out of our hair." He instructs sending the kid off with Lucas stopping Dustin. "You know where my key is, stop at mine and go grab some extra clothes. Some for Munson to." He says leading the situation. If Eddie wasn't freaking out he would be impressed. Though he can't think to much about it as he's shoved into the locker room. Stumbling over himself as Steve groans wiping paint from his forehead again. Not saying anything as he starts to pull his shirt off. Eddies face is red for different reasons then just the paint. Glancing down at the others chest hair before Steve's whistling snapping in front of his face.

"Come on Munson, I'm pretty sure you want to try and get that paint out of your hair before it dries." He comments as he moves over the shower already having done this a million times. Stripping down to his briefs, and thank god he keeps them on as he gets under the water. Yellow paint already going down the drain. His shoulders are tense as he coughs a little, the fumes were strong as he tries to get clean. Eddie hesitates before moving and pulling his clothes off, staying in his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Boxers. His embarrassment was growing as he try's to figure out the shower. He has always made sure not to come in here. With the whole being gay thing, showering with a bunch of jocks after gym didn't seem like a good idea.

Steve glances over and moves forward turning it on for him, getting a little to close as he leans back. Groaning as he pulls at his hair a bit. Eddie blushes as he looks down seeing that his drain looked like a murder just took place as the red paint goes down. A knock is heard from the door and a teachers head is poking in, it's Mr.Clarke as he asks. "Hey you boys alright?" He can't see the showers as the lockers blocked them from view. Steve hesitates before he gives a honest answer.

"I have yellow paint in my ears, and I can barely hear to begin with what?" He yells loudly. Eddie furrows his eyes as he gets the others attention.

"He's asking if we are alright?" Eddie asks. If it was any other situation it would be very weird seeing Steve Harrington watching his lips trying to understand what he was saying. He looks confused as Eddie moves a hand mouthing a don't worry about it as he yells.

"It looks like a bloody war zone in here Mr.Clarke! How would we get paint out of our hair?" He asks loudly. Hearing the door closing a bit.

"Maybe dish soap? I'll go grab some and bring it in for you guys." The older man says quickly running out the door leaving them alone again as Steve starts to wash himself up. Eddie was struggling with his curls and was definitely going to rip his hair out. His worst nightmare happens when Mr. Clarke comes back in. Getting the okay to walk in holding huge things of dish soap. Cringing the older man comments.

"I think it would be a easier if you guys helped with your guys hair." He advices. "I know it's awkward but, you guys will probably rip more hair out if you can't see what's happening."

Steve furrows his eyes not hearing what he was saying. "What?" He asks. Looking between the two guys before Eddie punches his nose already hating the idea.

"Mr. Clarke said it would be easier if we helped each other out with our hair." Eddie says loudly making sure to get close to the others ear. Steve's face goes a light pink as he frowns a little before shrugging.

"I mean- that sounds right. If you don't punch me in the face until after." Steve says with a snort as he fought with paint taking the dish soap. Waving for the other to come to him. Eddies face is red as he moves. The whole thing isn't sexual or anything, it's rough in a not so good way. Just steve moving his hands in his curls pulling them a little while Eddie's cursing. Already feeling a headache forming. Whining as Mr. Clarke kept watch at the door. They were in there for a long time. Both their skin was stained and Eddie's head hurt when Steve finally pulls back. Eddie hears their teacher cursing as shoes squeak coming in.

"Steve!" A light lisp is heard from the name as Dustin comes in. Scrunching his nose up when he catches sight of Steve's chest. "Dude you need to shave your chest Jesus Christ." He complains as he moves setting clothes to the side. Bringing shampoo, conditioner and extra dish soap in. "We couldn't find oil." He admits as Steve furrows his eyes a bit trying to make sense of what he's saying. Dustin groans as he moves his hands a bit, it looks crazy as Eddie looks confused.

"What are you doing?" He asks confused.

"Signing dumbass," Dustin sasses moving his hand to dramatically flip him off after he signed the words he said. Eddie hears Steve laugh softly as he he says softly.

"Sorry, my hearing aids were kind of ruined in the process. I cant hear all that well right now," Steve says to Eddie. Not even thinking about saying anything. Eddie frowns as Steve moves pouring shampoo and starts to scrub at his scalp to get soap out. Letting it sit as he adds. "Now can you help with my hair?" Steve asks.

Eddie hated how intimate this all was. Turning and pouring dish soap in his hand and moving it in the others hair. Careful not to tug his hair as he scrubs it out. "Oh what happened to Byers and the other kid?" Eddie asks. Realizing they weren't in here as well getting washed up.

"The other kid started having a asthma attack so they had to take him to the hospital, while Jonathan ran off. Probably to go home and get washed." Dustin explains. "Though why don't you move Steve so he can face me so he can join the conversation." He comments. Eddie listens as he moves getting the other to turn.

Steve looks confused before Dustin signs something to him. The paint is really a pain in the ass getting out. Groaning he has to get on his toes a bit to reach as they were the same height. All of the dish soap was used and once again they are separated as they go under their own showers. Washing their own hair better. Dustin had left to go wait for Steve outside. Mr. Clarke also left to go chaperone the kids as well leaving them alone again. Neither of them speak until the clothes situation happened. Eddie blushes as Steve offers to have him choose what he wanted to wear. Between the polo shirt and the yellow sweater the yellow seemed more reasonable.

Separating to go change, Eddie slips a pair of dry boxers on. It was weird and he didn't want to think about it as he comes out in a pair of blue Levi's and the yellow sweater. He moves pulling his hair up in a bun as his guitar chip hung loosely on his chest. Thankfully the paint came off from that easily. Steve was changed now and scrunches his nose up as he looks at his clothes. Grabbing what he needed from them before just throwing them in the garbage. Eddie does the same, sad that his band t was ruined. His shoes now had red pant dried on them and Steve's were yellow.

Steve starts to talk again. "I'm sorry." He says gently.

"For what?" Eddie asks confused as he makes sure he looks fine.

"I don't know, I just used to be apart of that crowd?" Steve says. Having a better time hearing the other without the water going or the paint in his ears. He's sure he would be picking yellow out of there for a long time.

"Well big boy, I'm not the only victim here." Eddie points out.

"Yeah I know, I'm going to apologize to Jonathan and the other kid later." Steve comments. Eddie frowns when he sees the other genuinely doesn't believe he's a victim.

"Dude, you are also a victim here. Your hearing aids were ruined!" Eddie comments loudly.

"Well I can easily replace those," Steve waves off as he gets awkward. Eddie huffs a bit as he moves to grab the pen off from the sign up board on the wall. Where everyone signed up for teams.

"Well, Steve. I think it was pretty metal that you punched Jason in the face." He says with a grin moving to write his number on the paper. Handing it to the other.

"Call me later so I can return your clothes." He says with a chuckle as he leaves. His walk away was supposed to be smooth like they were in the movies. But instead he was taken by the principle along with Steve to the office. His face is red as he sits in the chair being scolded for punching two assholes in the faces. Of course the assholes who were at fault were being treated like angels.

"Steve are you even listening to me!" The principle snaps. Face red from the whole thing.

"No I'm not, you know why?" Steve says sounding bitchy. "Because one of those assholes poured paint and ruined my thousand dollar pair of hearing aids." He snaps.

The principle is about to say something but Steve doesn't give him a chance. "My father will be hearing about this," he says louder then intended. Waving for Eddie to leave with him. They were in there less then five minutes. Now they actually depart. Eddie leaves with a red face as he went home to a empty trailer. Wayne was most likely out still as he moves quickly getting changed.

He had expected a phone call that night but it doesn't come for a few days. He finds himself outside the Harrington residence knocking on the door with the folded clothes in his hand. He smiles brightly as he sees Steve. Who was gesturing for him to come in.

"I expected to get a phone call sooner Stevie." He comments.

"Well I really couldn't, I had to wait for my hearing aids." Steve chuckles. Eddie makes a oops face feeling guilty as he hands the other his clothes. Steve waves it off before getting excited. "Oh, I have something for you."

He says gently as he runs off coming back with a box. Eddie frowns as it's forced into his hand. He takes it before opening the box gently. Eyes going wide when he sees a new pair of headphones and a new walkman with a few tapes underneath it.

"Me and Dustin went shopping, we couldn't tell what tape you had but we bought a bunch just in case." Steve says with a happy smile. Eddie grins as he looks at them. Whistling.

"Oh stevie." He grins as he looks up. "Thank you." He says moving pulling the other into a hug. He had always been a hugger so this was no different. Even though he barely knew the guy in front of him, he had already felt like he's known him forever. Though he catches the other by surprise and they are both falling. Steve's laughing as Eddie's face is red as he quickly helps the other up. A small scrape on his elbow from hitting the floor. The both of them are awkward and stumbling over their words as they apologize to each other but Eddie knew that the scrape on his skin and the light bruise next to it would be one of his favorite memories in the entire world. Of course after the embarrassment left him.

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