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Feels Like the World's Gonna End (But I'll Get You Through)
This was supposed to be small, oops. Hopefully it reads okay! Also small warning: panic attacks, flashbacks. Hurt/Comfort, lots of cuddles & kisses at the end âš (btw when you see ~ it means a pov change.)
To a regular person, July 4th is a good day. Itâs a day to celebrate and enjoy one another.
To Steve Harrington it is everything but.
Getting tortured either on or around July 4th would definitely change your opinion on the day. It would cause panic and anxiety.
Heâs kept it close to his chest, what happened behind those steel doors. Kept it minimal with the rest of who was involved with the Russians. Robin especially doesnât know exactly what happened to him when they separated them. Dustin and Erica doesnât even know the torture happened, Steve and Robin kept it quiet.
The rest of their group didnât even believe them about the Russians at first, so he couldnât figure out how to bring it up. Since at the time Hopper was gone, believed to be dead and Joyce was grieving. Steve felt like he couldnât speak to her about it, didnât want to bring it up.
So, close to his chest is where it all stays.
âââââ July 4th, 1986 âââââ
Vecna defeated and with that the upside down is no longer around, everyone is finally able to breathe a little easier.
The Byers are back in Hawkins, living in a brand new home that they were able to finally finish putting together to hold the start of a new tradition of get togethers with their group and then some.
Today is the official start of said tradition. Everyone is meeting up and going to enjoy the day together, like normal regular people.
Or make an attempt to be normal regular people, for Steve at least. Heâs been more, jumpy lately and luckily not a lot of people have notice. Sure, itâs been a good few months since everything went down and everyone is doing okay.
But the whole first part of July is just not Steveâs favorite anymore. Technically the whole month, if heâs being completely honest.
Which is just shitty, since his birthday is also July 4th.
Not that anyone knows, he kept that particular fact to himself. Celebrates it at the end, so everyone believes itâs the 31st instead. Which is fine, really it is. Heâs not too picky when it comes to celebrating, before everything it was stuffy parties full of his parents friends and coworkers. Then it was parties to get drunk with classmates.
Itâs been better since Dustin came into his life, since Robin and now with everyone else itâs good. It is.
Just with everything that happened in March on top of his unresolved trauma from last year, he canât help but feel like something is going to come down.
Something is about to happen and itâs not great that this is going through his head as heâs sitting on the ledge of the Byersâ wall watching the kids run around like the teenagers they are or hearing laughter all around him.
Thereâs a genuine smile on his face as he watches Eddie spin Erica around and the honest to god joyful childlike smile on her face. It makes his heart beat a little faster, seeing not just Erica be the child that she is but also just Eddie.
He knows heâs in love with Eddie, has for a while. But he canât bring himself to make a move, even if Robin swears Eddie has to have the same feelings. That thereâs a chance but the last time he took one with the L word, his heart got stumped on.
So, heâll stay right here and watch from his spot, listen to them be happy and enjoy the holiday. All while anxiously waiting for something to happen. His mind is set on it, even if heâs trying not to let those thoughts win.
Before he can even register anything, suddenly his vision is blocked and his heart rate immediately goes up as heâs also picked up and being moved. Itâs so sudden that the anxiety heâs been having is loud and clear, telling him this is real.
This is happening. Heâs being taken again. The Russians are here or wait- he never left, never escaped and his mind has finally decided to remind him of his new reality. That theyâre here to break him more, hit him more, maybe theyâll actually go through and cut his fingers off now.
Still, he struggles and tries to escape. He whimpers out first, a wounded and pathetic sound even to his own ears. Opening his mouth and out comes, âI work at scoops ahoy! I didnât mean to find it, I swear! You have to believe me, please!â
His mind flashes again to the absolute sinister look the Russian soldier has, shows him the bone saw and he can hear it start. Thereâs tears going down his face, even with whatever they put on him. Heart beating so fast, heâs shaking and struggling.
âPlease, please! I just scoop ice cream!â Heâs screaming, his throat hurts and they wonât stop. âI donât know anything, Please!â
The arms around him are gone, with those gone he hits the ground hard and he scrambles to get away. Sobbing and trying to get away without vision, âlet me go, please, please. I just work at scoops ahoy I didnât mean to find anything! I didnât see anything, I swear!â
Curling into a ball, he tries to stop but he canât. He canât see, heâs stuck under the mall and doesnât know where Robin is- doesnât know where Dustin and Erica are, heâs all alone.
Alone with evil people who want to hurt him.
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Everyone freezes and their face go pale as they watch Steve curling into a ball rocking himself, sobbing into his legs. Pleading to stop hurting him, to believe him.
Itâs heartbreaking.
Eddie has to shake himself to get moving, he glares at Lucas, Mike and Dustin as he quickly drops Ericaâs hands to make it across the yard to Steve, âwhat the fuck is wrong with you?â
âWe didnât mean to scare him!â
âIt was just a prank!â
He shakes his head and decides they arenât important here, that the one sobbing is who he needs to pay attention to. Kneeling next to Steve, he doesnât touch; not yet at least. He takes a deep breath before trying to get Steve out of this, âSteve, Steve, youâre okay.â
Steve only sobs harder, shaking his head.
âStevie, hey, come on. Youâre not there, whenever you are. Itâs not realâ he hopes his voice doesnât sound as shaky as he feels, âStevie, youâre at the Byers house, in the backyard.â
âYouâre lying, this-this is a trick!â Steve sobs out, âit-it wonât work, I donât know anything about any Russian code-â
Thereâs a few gasps around him and he looks over his shoulder to find Dustinâs eyes widen and Robinâs face pales even more, âItâs- itâs gotta be a flashback, heâs- we- Eddie, he thinks heâs in the bunker, from last year- under Starcourtâ
âI donât know anything, I swear. I work at scoops ahoy, I just scoop ice cream. Please, please let me go!â
All he can do is feel heartbroken all over again, feels helpless as Steve sobs in front of him. Eddie looks away from everyone else and focuses on Steve instead. He doesnât want to touch yet, doesnât want to make Steve freak out even more.
âSteve, listen to me. You are not at the bunker, youâre safe. Iâm Eddie, itâs Eddie. Itâs July 4th, 1986. You are not at Starcourt, youâre safeâ his voice wavers towards the end, listening to Steve sob is not what he wanted to ever hear.
All Steve does is shake his head and sobs more.
Taking another moment to breathe, he leans towards him slowly and pulls the cloth off Steveâs head. âOpen your eyes, please sweetheart. Open them and youâll see me, see Eddie.â
Behind him he can hear someone else crying, can hear Joyce and Hopper whispering to each other and hear everyone not in the know try and figure out why Steve is freaking out. It doesnât pull his attention away though, his vision is just on Steve.
He refuses to look away, actually.
Steveâs tears donât stop, the rocking though is finally stopping, his arms are still tight around his knees but he moves his head up and slowly blinks. It takes a few minutes and Eddie can see when it finally clicks in Steveâs mind. His face is suddenly white and he tightens his arms again, âEd-Eddie?â
Nodding, he shuffles a little closer, âYeah Stevie, itâs me. Youâre okayâ
âNo, no- Iâ Steveâs eyes are red and wide as his eyes jump from him to everyone behind him, âI need to go- I canât- I canât-â
Without any words he moves quickly, gets up and helps Steve up. Tucking him under his arm and pulls close, leading him away from the house and now the shouts from everyone else. Eddie ignores them too, focus on getting Steve away.
They end up at his new trailer.
Eddie takes a moment in the kitchen to calm himself down a bit more before picking up the mugs of tea and making his way back into his room where Steve is. He pushes the door open, a small smile on his face as he makes his way over.
Steve has the blankets pulled all the way to his chin, heâs staring at the wall with tears still streaming down his face but thereâs no more sobs.
âI got us some teaâ he raises the Garfield mug up, âgot your favorite cup tooâ
It causes a wobbly smile and Eddieâll call that a small victory. Steve lets the blankets fall down and takes the mug, blowing it before taking a small sip. Eddie follows his lead and does the same. Only moving just to get under the blankets, making sure to rest his legs touching Steveâs.
Itâs quiet the only noises coming from outside, from the other residents enjoying the holiday.
Even though the tea is gone, Steve still has the mug in his hands. Theyâve been in the trailer for two hours now. Eddie doesnât want to push, but heâs also very concerned and wants to make sure that heâs okay.
âStevie, are you okay?â
Steve rolls the mug in his hands as he shrugs, âI donât know, that um, thatâs never happened beforeâ
He nods, tapping the mug and once Steve lets it go, grabs it and places it next to his own mug. Looking at Steve, heâs never seen such a defeated look on his face. Itâs wrong and Eddie hates it.
âItâs o- well, itâs not okay. Iâm sorry the boys were assholes. You donât have to tell me, not right now. We can just sit here and skip out on the party.â He wonât make him explain it, not right now.
Thatâs not important currently, whatâs important is making sure Steve feels okay and safe again.
Steve just leans against the wall, a sigh coming out of his mouth before he looks at him. âI, I got tortured last year. Um, I havenât told anyone. It was-â
He shakes his head and pulls him close to hug him, âSteve- Stevie, you donât have to talk about it right now. Weâll talk about it tomorrow, right now I just want you to calm down and make sure youâre okayâ
Steve looks at him and blinks back tears before nearly crashing them down against the bed. He tucked his head against Eddieâs neck and wraps his arms around him. Eddie does the same and holds him, rubbing his back and squeezing him close.
They stay like that, until the tears are gone and they can hear muffled fireworks going off now. Eddieâs on his back now with Steve cuddled next to him, head on his chest.
Itâs a lot more intimate than they normally are, theyâve shared a bed before several times, actually. Theyâre close and both crave touch, but never this close. Thereâs something different swirling around them.
âEds?â
He hums out and continues on with the pattern heâs making against Steveâs back with his fingers, âyeah?â
âItâs my birthdayâ Steve whispers it, like itâs a secret.
He freezes, hand completely flat against Steveâs back now. His whole body goes nearly stiff under him, because what?
âWhat?â
Steve shrugs, moves slightly to look at him, âtoday, itâs my birthday. I um, Iâm officially 20â
He blinks and sits up more, confusion all over his face, âYou- you got tortured on your birthday?â
The only answer he gets is a nod, Steve shifts back to cuddle him. âYeah, kept it to myself. They, everyone, doesnât know.â
It makes his heart hurt hearing that Steve was tortured on his birthday and that they didnât know. Itâs only as that thought goes through his mind, that he goes over what Steve said.
âThey know itâs your birthday, right?â
Steve shook his head, squeezing his arms and hiding his face. He can feel his shirt start to get damp, making itself known that Steve is tearing up again.
âStevie, why donât the-â he shakes his head, deciding questions arenât needed right now. He doesnât need explanations, actually.
Right now all he wants is to hug and keep this man safe.
Eventually the sounds of fireworks die out, soon just chirps from birds and the wind blowing against the trees, muffled sounds of people laughing is all the white noise they need to fall asleep, along with how comfortable they both are.
Theyâre also emotionally drained, Steve especially.
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He feels warm, comfortable and safe. He cuddles his pillow more and freezes for a split second when it shifts. It takes another second to remember where he is, who heâs with and what happened.
Steveâs cheeks burn as he shifts to look at Eddie under him, heâs still asleep. Looks relaxed and soft, beautiful. It makes his heart start to beat a little faster.
Eddie starts to open his eyes and he squints at him, âStaring is creepy, Stevieâ
Quickly he shifts away from him and looks everywhere but at Eddie. He feels the bed move and hopes Eddie isnât about to kick him out for staring.
âHey, I wasnât ready to give up with the cuddlesâ Eddie whines, and Steve knows that if he looks heâll find a pout on Eddieâs face.
He shakes his head and fights back the smile, âIâm sorryâ
âDonât say sorry, I want the Stevie cuddles.â Eddie smiles and moves closer, wrapping his arms around him, âcome on, itâs like-â he glanced at his alarm clock, âitâs four in the morning, letâs sleep, okay? I wonât accept any sorry or explanations until the sun is out and I have breakfast with my favorite personâ
All Steve can do is nod his head, slowly moving with Eddie to lay back down.
Itâs quiet, Steve can feel Eddieâs fingers doing twirls and lines against his back. Itâs slowing down and Steve can tell Eddieâs falling back asleep.
Itâs nice, this is wonderful maybe even perfect. Steve wonders if this is what itâd be like if they were in a relationship together. If Eddie is even more touchy, if the nicknames extend past the normal Stevie and sweetheart.
âI can hear you thinking, Stevieâ
He freezes and looks up to see Eddie already looking towards him, âsorry?â
âNo need to be sorry, just, why are you still awake?â
Looking away, he thinks about it. Really thinks about it and maybe, just maybe, he could be a little more vulnerable with Eddie. Thinks that of all the people to immediately act and help him, was Eddie. That he took him away from all the eyes and took him home, gave him tea and held him.
So, he can be a brave right now.
Moving, he sits up and brings Eddie with him. Heâs confused but moves willingly. Theyâre just looking at each other and he needs another moment to get his mind set. Taking a deep breath, he grabs hold on Eddieâs hands.
âEddie, I need to tell you something and I donât want this to ruin anything between us. I really, really hope this doesnât ruin it. Because youâre important to me. So please, just listen to me and promise youâll still be hereâ
Eddie blinks, confused and concerned.
âYou can tell me anything, sweetheart.â
He nods and tightens his hands around Eddieâs before blowing out some air, âI, I thin- no, I know I love you. Iâm in love with you, Eddie. For a while now but I was scared and worried that if I said that word, that Iâd be left alone and youâd leave. But after what you did for me, I- I need you to know that I feel this way for you.â
Itâs quiet and Steve canât keep looking at Eddie as the time keeps passing by, he wants to bolt, wants to leave; needs to leave if Eddie stays quiet longer.
Feels like an eternity has passed before he feels Eddieâs hands on his face, as they move him to look at him. Makes him realize not only was he crying but Eddieâs tearing up now.
âEddie I-â
âDonât apologize, if thatâs what you were going to do, please donât apologize. Actually, stop apologizing to me today. I need you to realize I donât need them, and I donât need you thinking you have to leave, either.â
All he can do is shut his mouth, another sorry on the tip of his tongue. Eddieâs mouth tips to knowing smile, before he moves his hands down and around his neck.
âStevie, Iâm going to kiss you now. Okay?â
This is not where he thought heâd end up, but as Eddie smiles again before coming in close. Heâll take it.
Heâs imagined kissing Eddie, of course. Has had dreams that woke him up needing a cold shower, had a million thoughts and wants, but it has nothing on actually kissing him.
The first kiss is salty from tears, itâs soft despite the chapped lips. Itâs everything and more. His favorite part isnât the kiss itself, though this will become addicting eventually, no his favorite part is Eddie resting his forehead against his own and the quick kiss to his nose before pulling back with a smile and, âIâm in love with you too, honey loveâ
Steve matches that smile, feeling high and happy. So happy, he immediately wraps his arms around Eddie in a joyful hug with tears and laughter. âI love you so much, Eddieâ
They spend the rest of the night curled together. The next morning will be filled with more laughter, kisses and cuddles. Eventually theyâll talk about what happened, those explanations will be needed and heard. Someday, in the future, Steve will be honest with everyone and tell them what he went to.
For now, theyâre settled on the couch lazily making out. Everything else put on hold, they deserve a lazy day together.
â â
UH, this was supposed to be a short hurt/comfort thing for the 4th of July, but it uhhhh got away from me? Like really got away. Anyway, i hope you enjoyed it! If you saw any mistakes let me know!!
Quick shout out to @i-less-than-three-you for helping out with this! Thanks for listening to me talk myself into this and then help with some of the plot )she came up with Steveâs birthday idea đ) so thank you and I love you đ©·
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steve and eddie meet at a religious camp when theyâre youngerâsteve was sent by his parents, whereas eddie was sent by his parents.
they spend the summer skirting around each other, two boys coming to terms with their own sexuality in an unsafe environment.
on the last day of camp, eddie kisses steve lightly on the trail back to the cabins, heart racing in his chest.
steve doesnât kiss back.
panicking, he runs back to his cabin, buried himself underneath his blankets, and cries himself to sleep.
what he doesnât know, is steve wanted to kiss him.
so badly.
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flash-forward to high school; eddieâs grown his hair out, rejected all forms of organized religion, moved in with wayne, and started selling drugs.
flash-forward to high school; eddieâs grown his hair out, rejected all forms of organized religion, moved in with wayne, and started selling drugs.
steve is the most popular guy in hawkins high, and is also dating nancy wheeler.
steve watches eddie from afar, remembers the time they spent at summer camp together.
they never speak to each other, only fleeting glances in the hallway, sweat prickling on the backs of their necks.
that is, until vecna happens.
and eddie pins him to the ball, a bottle to his throat, fire in his eyes.
and thatâs when all the feelings steveâs been suppressing for all these years come rushing back.
#steddie#steddie prompt#eiddetssfw#steve harrington#eddie munson#steve x eddie#steve harrington/eddie munson#steve harrington x eddie munson#steddie fic#steddie ao3#steve x eddie fic#stranger things#stranger things prompt#stranger things 4
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STEDDIE FANFICTION REC MASTERPOST PT. 6
Red Eye by Alinafewwords, 65 k, teen âCan I get a hot, medium dirty chai?â âHow dirty do you want it?â âExcuse me?â Steve Harrington is a struggling college student. Eddie Munson is a hot barista. Somehow things will work out.
Black Out Days (Fairground Nights) by OonionChiver, 139.1 k, explicit âI think,â Steve says slowly, reaches for Eddieâs abandoned, untouched beers. âYou donât know me very well.â âI donât know you at all, man. I donât really want to.â Steveâs throat works. Itâs subtle, but Eddie sees it. He hides it with a swig of beer, but when he sets it down, his smile isnât quite so bright. Twice as sharp, though. âThe self-centred asshole who can only be decent to a single human being, I get it. It works for you.â Then he takes a thick, heavy breath. The alcohol is hitting him, Eddie can tell. âAnd I am being civil. Iâm here, arenât I? You have any idea how hard it is for me to be here?â âIn a bar?â Steve doesnât answer.
Itâll be Fine by Dusk Light (Iâm Telling You, Baby) by Anonymous, 14k, teen The van is running, Steve realizes, and Eddie wouldnât start it if he was just coming out to smoke. It sobers him up almost immediately. âYou leaving?â Eddie gives him a smile, sad around the edges where it reaches his eyes, says, âYeah,â and Steve knows he doesnât just mean for tonight.
This is Your Home. These Are Your People. by Oaeas, 21.4 k, teen âYour heartâs racing,â Steve noted, quietly. Eddie laughed. It was more of a shaky exhale, lashes fluttering as he struggled to keep his composure. âStevie,â he whispered, fingers cradling Steveâs side like he was precious. âYeah, no fucking shit.â
Too Good to be True by Ayes, 45.3 k, explicit When Eddie sees Steve in a gay bar, he decides to seduce him and break his heart as revenge for what an asshole Steve was in high school. Steve, who was only at the bar to support Robin, is taken aback by the attention but finds himself under Eddieâs spell. And Eddie, to his growing unease, discovers that Steve Harrington is actually everything heâs ever wanted.
Sanctuary by SpicedSage, 47.5 k, explicit After Steve Harrington goes missing, Eddie Munson gets exposed to the secret dangers of Hawkins, Indiana in 1985 instead of 1986. Will a different first meeting lead to a change in his fate?
Dirtybadwronggood by 3MinsOver, 8.3k explicit Steve doesn't like Eddie Munson. He's a loud, obnoxious freak. But there's something about him he just can't shake. Maybe Eddie can fuck it out of him.
Everything is Doomed; Nothing Will be Spared by 4MinsOver, 10.3 k, explicit Post vecna-battle, eddie is surprised by a late-night visitor who's looking for comfort in all the wrong places.
Throw Me One by Adure, 41.9 k, explicit Steve and Eddie are friends with benefits with the important caveat - no kissing, ever, under any circumstances; modern AU
Every Ribbon That You Used to Tie Yourself to Me by Judasofsuburbia, 63.7 k, mature âYou keep telling yourself that, Eds." âEds?â âCute, isnât it?â Eddieâs breath stops and his chest tightens. Heâs never had a friend give him a nickname before. It is cute, which is not cool to say, so of course, Eddie spits out, âNo.â Steve smiles and leans forward right into Eddieâs ear. He whispers, âYouâll get used to it.â or: it's summer 1981 and wayne munson has sent a fourteen-year-old eddie to camp in hopes that he can exist like a regular kid for once. eddie meets steve harrington on the bus and the two start an unlikely friendship. hawkins high doesn't know how to deal with that. a supercut into eddie's high school years and how steve continues to orbit him whether he wants him to or not.
Lovesick in Loch Nora by Redoaktree, 62.6 k, mature Even though Eddie's name has been cleared legally, he's still very much on trial in the court of public opinion. Dealing drugs isn't a lucrative occupation anymore, and getting a legitimate job in a town who still considers him a killer isn't much of an option, either. Eddie is beginning to think skipping town and starting over somewhere no one knows his name is the only chance he has left. Steve has another idea. AKA: Steve gets Eddie a job as an anonymous columnist at a local newspaper.
STEVE'S FIRST BRUISE by Cairparavels, 47.2 k, not rated eddieâs new roommate sure does get into a lot of fights. a spider-man!steve story. or 6 bruises of steveâs + 1 of eddieâs.
#steddie#steddie fanfic#steddie fic#steddie fanfiction#steddie fic rec#steddie fanfic recs#steddie fanfiction recs#steddie angst#steve x eddie#steve x eddie fic#my fic recs
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me: feels unloved *searches x reader tag*
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Why do writers apologize for long fics? why aRE YOU SORRY FOR FEEDING US POOR, SORRY SOULS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ARTWORK WE COULD EVER DREAM OF READING?? DO MICHELIN STAR CHEFS APOLOGIZE FOR COOKING THE MOST DIVINE FOOD EVER MADE??? DO THEY APOLOGIZE FOR NOURISHING OUR BODY AND SOULS????
#seriously if I could make out with all of you I would#jason todd x reader#steve harrington x reader#logan howlett x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#jake seresin x reader#bradley bradshaw x reader#matt murdock x reader#eddie munson x reader#peter parker x reader#bucky barnes x reader#fic recs
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âIâll be waiting for you by the Ferris wheel.â
Inspired by Black Out Days by @azrielgreen
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âvickie!â eddie practically screams from his kitchen, rage coursing through him as he stares down at the tabloids spread out in front of him on the counter. âget in here! now!â
eddieâs had an issue with his rage lately. well. heâs had an issue with a lot of things, since he got famous, really. but thatâs not his problem right now.
his problem is heâs looking down at image after image of himself on the covers of people and us weekly and entertainment tonight being dragged out of last nightâs night club by his own security team with blood pouring from his nose. he looks angry. he looks crazed.
just then, a stranger walks into his kitchen.
âwho the fuck are you?â he blurts out at the man, whoâs wearing a dark green sweater vest over a white t-shirt and tortoise-shell glasses.
âiâm steve,â the weirdo stalker says, smiling brightly. he has surprisingly swoopy hair for an insane fan. âiâm your new assistant.â
âwhereâs vickie?â eddie asks, rubbing at the sore spot on his nose. thank god itâs not broken.
âyou fired her,â steve tells him. âtwo days ago.â
âi fire her all the time.â
âok, well⊠i guess this time it stuck,â steve shrugs. âchrissy hired me.â
âfucking chrissy,â eddie says under his breath, rolling his eyes. he pulls out his phone from the pocket of his sweatpants and speed dials chrissy. âchris, what the fuck?â he doesnât even give her the chance to say hello.
âgood morning, eddie. iâm doing really well, how are you?â
ânot fucking well, thatâs how i am!â eddie practically yells into the receiver. âwhat the fuck? did you see the pictures? and who the fuck is this guy in my house?â
âyes, eddie, i saw the pictures.â eddie can hear the eye roll in her voice. âweâre handling it. nancyâs already on it with the team. what was the other thing?â
eddie knows sheâs fucking with him and that pisses him off even more. âwho is this freak in my house wearing a goddamn sweater vest?!â he feels like a blood vessel in his eye is about to pop.
âhey,â steve protests softly from across the kitchen where heâs started to pull shit out of eddieâs fridge. he didnât even know there was anything in that fridge.
âthatâs not a very nice way to talk about your new assistant,â chrissyâs voice comes loud and clear through the phone.
âchristina fucking cunningham, you know i have final say on all hiring decisions when it comes to my assistants.â he rubs at his sore nose again.
âyou had final say on all hiring decisions until you fired vickie for the thirteenth time and she refused to come back, even with a three hundred percent raise. weâre going in a different direction now.â chrissy sounds entirely too pleased with herself.
âwell, i fucking hate him,â eddie grumbles and watches steve to make sure heâs heard him. steve doesnât even react, just continues doing whatever the fuck heâs doing with the frying pan heâd found in the cabinet.
âyou donât even know him, eddie. give him a chance. anyway, i have to go, i have brunch plans with my very beautiful, very intelligent, perfect fiancĂ©e,â chrissy tells him, gloating, before hanging up on him.
eddie wants desperately to throw his phone across the kitchen, but if he breaks this one that would be his fourth phone in three weeks and he couldnât bear to have to ask this steve person to go buy him a new one. he settles for squeezing it in his hand until it creaks while taking several deep breaths through his nose.
âwhat are you doing?â he grits out.
âare you always this rude?â steve asks, ignoring his question.
âto weirdo freak strangers showing up in my house unannounced? yes.â
âitâs not unannounced, chrissy wrote it on your calendar.â steve gestures toward the paper calendar hanging on the side of the fridge where chrissy writes his major life events and which eddie mostly just ignores before sliding a plate full of food toward eddie.
âwhat is this?â eddie sneers.
âitâs an omelette with cheese and mushrooms,â steve replies, smiling. heâs always fucking smiling.
âiâm allergic to⊠omelettes,â eddie says, just to be a dick.
âno youâre not. youâre allergic to blueberries and dust.â steve doesnât stop smiling pleasantly.
âdid you get access to my medical records? thatâs a violation of my⊠whatever rights.â eddie waves a hand through the air.
âno, i didnât go look at your medical records, jesus. iâm not a stalker. chrissy told me when she hired me.â
âwhatever. i still fucking hate you.â
âokay,â steve shrugs again. âeat your breakfast.â
eddie has every intention of leaving the kitchen, full plate of food and all, but. he is hungry.
so he eats.
and heâs pissed that itâs actually good.
~*~
eddie spends the rest of the day being a general nuisance to steve any time he tries to do his job. when steve answers the phone before handing it to eddie, eddie âaccidentallyâ hangs up on whoever it is on the hand off & makes sure to blame his new assistant when the person finally calls back. when steve has to drive him to his meeting with nancy and the pr team, eddie tries to give him the wrong directions, but steveâs too smart for that. when steve has to do the grocery shopping, he makes steve go to the erewhon all the way across town during rush hour because the one down the street âjust doesnât have the same vibe, steve.â
and all the while, steve just does his job, still smiling, not getting angry at all even though itâs beyond obvious eddieâs being a little shit to him.
which honestly just pisses eddie off more than anything else today.
âhereâs some aspirin,â steve says, placing two white pills on the coffee table in front of eddie, along with a mason jar of water. eddie, lounging on his big squishy couch, pulls the ice pack away from his nose, which has started throbbing again. âyou didnât have any glasses.â steve shrugs when he sees eddieâs arched eyebrow looking skeptically at the jar of water. âif you donât need anything else, iâll take off for the day.â
itâs past 8pm already, long after steve should have left for the day except that eddie had made him stay to organize his extensive tshirt collection by color, shade, and design before he could even think about going home. it was an emergency, after all.
âiâll have to check the t-shirt closet first,â eddie replies, before swallowing the aspirin dry. steve shrugs again and rolls his eyes. eddie would say something about his blatant rudeness, but heâs too exhausted.
eddie pulls himself off the couch and makes his way down the hallway to his ât-shirt room.â itâs so stupid, but he has all this space and heâd started collecting the tshirts so long ago. theyâre not worth anything, theyâre just his wardrobe but⊠they remind him of wayne and the thrifting they used to do every saturday morning.
the organization eddie had been having steve do was entirely arbitrary. itâs not like eddie plans his outfits. he mostly just pulls whatever out of wherever, unless itâs an event and then he pays someone to do the deciding and dressing for him anyway.
but. steveâs organized the t-shirts by genre and subgenre and then by band alphabetically and finally color. more than eddie had even asked him to do.
eddie had come in here fully prepared to rip steve a new one, but even he can be shocked into appreciation.
steve notices eddieâs silence and grins.
âcan i tell you something?â steve says pleasantly and then continues without even letting eddie respond to the question. âi know i look like a nice polite guy next door that moms totally loveâitâs the sweater vests, i think.â steve plucks at his top. âand thatâs true. i am a nice polite guy and moms do love me. iâm awesome.â his grin widens. âbut i got kicked out of my parents house when i was 18 and i lived in my car for a while. iâve been on my own for seven years. i made a life in LA out of nothing. so you can throw your little temper tantrums and tell me how much you hate me. you can make me go to the erewhon all the way across town and you can make me look incompetent to my colleagues. but i need this job. iâve worked hard for this job. this job pays more than any other job iâve ever had combined. and youâre hardly the biggest asshole iâve ever met. so you can continue trying to make my life miserableâhell, iâll even give you my dadâs number, you guys can swap ideas!â steve laughs at his own joke before turning serious for the first time all day. âbut iâm not vickie. you wonât make me cry. you canât fire me. iâm not going anywhere.â he claps his hands together. âanyway, iâm gonna take off, since i have plans with my actual friends. but hey, iâll see you tomorrow, huh?â and he smiles again, giving eddie a small waggle of his fingers, before heading out through the door.
eddieâs still just standing there in the middle of his tshirt room when he hears the front door slam shut.
part two
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Steddie | 3.4k | ao3
five times people don't believe Steve and Eddie are dating + one time they have to
Made the silly post, decided to actually write it
1.
Eddie stops his van in front of Dustinâs house. His was the last stop of the drop off after the dnd session at Garethâs house. Dustin turns towards Eddie. He is drumming his fingers on the wheel to the beat of the DIO song playing, never still. When Dustin doesnât move, he turns to look at him with his eyebrows raised.
âAnything wrong, Henderson?â
He is looking at him with his big eyes and Dustin gulps. Even after everything they have been through, Dustin canât help but feel nervous. There is still this feeling that tells him he has to try to impress Eddie, to be cool enough to be his friend.
âWill you teach me how to play guitar?â Dustin blurts before he chickens out.
Eddie looks at him with surprise, blinking a few times. He was clearly not expecting that question.
âSure.â
âWait- really?â Dustin is genuinely surprised. A part of him knew that Eddie wouldnât say no, but he fully expected some teasing, some âwhat, Henderson, you wanna be like me?â which. Yes. But he didnât want Eddie to say it.
âYeah dude, why not?â
Dustin lets out a delighted laugh and slaps the dashboard. âYes! Thank you! When are we starting? Any time is good for me-â
âCalm down,â Eddie says with a chuckle.
âWhat about tomorrow? I can do tomorrow. I will bike to your house after school and you can teach me the basics or-â
âCalm down Henderson,â Eddie repeats louder. Dustin shuts up. âI canât do tomorrow.â
Dustinâs heart breaks a little. âWhy?â
âBecause this humble bard has a date with Steve Harrington.â He has a stupid smile on his face when he says it.
There are a couple of seconds of silence and Dustin knows that he is pulling a face.
âDude, donât say it like that.â
âLike what?â Eddie looks baffled, almost offended, but there is a shiver going down Dustinâs spine.
âLike that! A date? Just say you are hanging out like a normal person.â
He is used to Eddieâs way of saying things, rarely in a normal way, but that was weird. Donât get him wrong, he is very happy that Steve and Eddie have stopped acting like idiots every time Dustin mentioned the other and that they are hanging out now. But itâs still strange, seeing them actually getting along so well.
âIf Iâm going to have the King all to myself I am calling it a date.â
âSTOOOP! Itâs weird.â
âWhat is it Henderson?â Eddie says in a teasing tone as he leans towards Dustin. âJealous that me and Steve are giving each other a bit of love?â
âStop saying it like that!â Dustin screams. This would be so much weirder if Dustin didnât know he is just teasing him. Maybe it was better when they were not friends.
The front door to his house opens, and Dustin scrambles to get out of the van before his mother can come and embarrass him more. The last thing he hears is Eddieâs crackling laugh.
2.
âOkay, what is happening?â Robin asks as soon as the door closes after the girl that had just rented Back to the Future.
âSomethingâs happening?â Steve sends a brief look around with a confused frown on his face before he looks at Robin.
âThat girl.â Robin gestures to the door for emphasis.
Steve snorts, âyeah. Back to the Future? Thatâs funny.â He says as he crosses his arms in front of himself.
âThat is not what this is about.â
âItâs not?â
âNo! She was a babe!â
âWas she?â Steve looks at the door again, like he had not even seen the girl, like it had not even occurred to him to look at the girl. Robin could kill him.
âYes! She was!â
âDid you want me to set you up with her? Because I will, you know that. Maybe we can have a code for that, you say- I donât know- âhave you watched Fast Times?â and I will put my best wingman skills to use. I will get you a date in no time.â
Steve is the best friend Robin could ask for. He is also incredibly dumb and she is going to strangle him.
âI didnât want you to set me up with her.â
âWhatâs the problem then?â
âThe problem is that you are Steve Harrington and you didnât even try to flirt with her! You should have been all over her, trying to get a date or her number. You havenât been on a date in weeks! And itâs not even that you are striking out like in scoops, you are not even trying Steve. What is wrong with you?â
âWhat do you mean I havenât been on a date in weeks, I was with Eddie just yesterday, I told you.â He has this confused frown on his face, like he seriously doesnât understand where Robin is coming from.
âSteve, hanging out with Eddie doesnât count as a date. Also, ew, donât put that image in my head, I know he is our friend now or whatever and that you like hanging out with him but I would hope for you to have better taste than that.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means that Eddie? Seriously? Did you see the stains on his mattress?â
Steve pulls a face, like had not thought about it before. âWeâll buy a new mattress.â
Robin looks at him, trying her best to communicate how gross she finds Eddie with her mind. Steve looks back at her with his eyebrows raised, daring her to say something else about Eddie.
The bell at the door interrupts them. Itâs not a babe this time, just a normal guy, returning a tape. They act like the professionals they are until he is out of the door again.
âArenât you going to ask me why I didnât flirt with him?â Steve asks, his hand gesturing to the door in that annoying way of his.
âNo,â Robin says, but Steve doesnât really wait for her answer before he continues talking.
âI didnât because I am dating Eddie!â
âNo you are not,â Robin answers with a snort.
âYes I am.â Steve looks completely betrayed. âI am with him almost every day.â
âOh, I know what is happening.â Itâs so clear, so easy to understand now that Steve has said that. She puts her hands on Steveâs shoulders. He looks at her with a frown, a tilt of his head as he uncrosses his arms in confusion. âSteve.â She tries to convey as much seriousness as she can, just so Steve understands what is happening too. âJust because you have realised you like boys and he is gay and you two are hanging out, it doesnât mean you two are dating.â
âOh fu-â he tries to move away from her but she clutches his shoulders tightly.
âYou have to learn how to have friends your age, Steve. Remember when you though you liked me? I got away because I donât like boys, and Eddie does! But that doesnât mean he is into you!â
Steve rolls her eyes at her. The audacity. He bats her arms away with more easiness than Robin would like to admit. âWhatever.â He just says.
3.
âSteveâ
âMikeâ Steve answers in the same serious tone. If not a bit confused. Mike had followed him inside when he had come to get some drinks. He can still hear the others in the pool outside.
âI saw you speaking with Nancy.â Mike states. They had been speaking, close, too close. âAnd Dustin told me you were making eyes at her during the Vecna thing.â
âWhat?â Steve whispers as he shakes his head while he takes the drinks out of the fridge.
âAnything to say to defend yourself?â Mike asks him. He crosses his arms, tries to put on a serious pose. Intimidating, as much as he can.
âListen,â Steve starts, he turns towards Mike him and leans back on the counter. He crosses his arms, and it makes Mike shift, conscious of his own crossed arms. He doesnât like his tone, as if he is talking to a kid. âI know you are still pissy about me dating your sister, for some reason,â he uncrosses one of his arms to say it. âBut she is with Jonathan now and I am totally over her.â Mike just squints at him. He doesnât believe him. Everyone knows that Steve is not over Nancy. âTotally! I mean it. Iâm dating Eddie now.â He says it like itâs a question.
Mike snorts. That is the stupidest lie Steve could have come up with to try to get out of this. âAs if.â
âWhat is that supposed to mean?â
âEddie is too cool to date you.â
âHe is too- Iâve saved your life,â he points to Mike.
âEddie is still cooler.â
Steve takes a deep breath and Mike doesnât really want to hear what Steve is going to say to defend himself. Thankfully he doesnât say anything, his mouth closing as his eyes drift someplace behind Mike.
âI was promised beer,â Eddieâs voice comes from behind Mike.
âYouâd have it if Mike here hadnât decided to give me shit,â Steve answers as he moves to open a can of beer and hands it to Eddie when he gets to him.
âJust-â Mike huffs. âDonât get any ideas with my sister.â He says it as he points to Steve while he walks back outside.
Mike doesnât stay to see Steveâs reaction, but he hears Eddie say âanything I should be worried about?â before the noise of the others drowns everything else.
4.
Max and Eleven giggle as the stand outside of the window to Eddieâs room. He is inside, they can see the lump inside the sheets and the mess of curls on the pillow. They look at each other and nod with a grin before they start banging on the window and shouting his name.
Eddie starts on the bed, Max could swear he lifts a few centimetres from the bed she can hear him scream âjesus christâ through the window before he turns towards them with a squint. He sits up on the bed and reaches across to open the window, he is not wearing a shirt, so they have a full view of all his tattoos. Itâs not like Max ever wants to see them so close, but she knows El likes them.
âWhat the FUCK Mayfield,â he asks, but it doesnât sound like a question. Then, after a second of him squinting and them more. âMini Hopper.â
Max doesnât answer, because behind Eddie another lump is raising from the bed and looking at them with a squint. âMax? Is anything wrong?â Steve asks as he rubs his face and hair with the hand that is not currently propping him up.
âIâŠâ Max starts, but she doesnât continue. Sure, she had seen Steve shirtless at the boat that one time when they were going after Vecna, but it was nighttime and she had to look through some shitty binoculars.
Eddie reaches a hand back to try to push Steve back down, but it doesnât really work. He just pushes his face, and Steve lets himself be pushed, just for a bit, before he is straightening again.
âHey, hey,â Eddie says as he snaps his fingers in front of Max. It works on bringing her attention back to him. âAnything wrong?â
Max shakes her head.
âAre you having a sleepover? I also sleep with Max when we have a sleepover,â El asks.
Eddie looks between them for a couple of seconds before he says, âsure we are.â
It just sounds like he just wants to get rid of them.
âYou boys are gross, canât you put a shirt on?â Max asks. Billy was always walking around shirtless too.
âKeep telling yourself that,â Eddie just replies.
âDid anything happen?â Steve insists.
âWe had a sleepover,â El says.
âYeah, gathered that,â Eddie deadpans.
âWe came so you will take us out for pancakes.â
Eddie groans as he lets himself fall back on the bed and looks up at Steve.
âI totally blame you for this being my life now, just so you know.â
Steve just laughs and pushes his face to the side. Max pulls a face, their friendship must be one of the weirdest things that has come out of the whole Vecna thing. Steve turns towards them with a stupid smile on his face.
âGo get your things, we will be out in ten minutes.â
âTen minutes?!â Eddie protests, but Max and El donât pay attention to him, already celebrating and running back to Maxâs.
The last thing she sees is Steve leaning down towards Eddie with a hand on his face out of the corner of her eye, but she doesnât really put much thought to it.
5.
Lucas loves having Steve to play with. After all the Vecna stuff, he didnât really want to hang out with the guys from basketball all that much, so Steve had stepped up. He had bought a hoop for his big driveway for them to practise and everything.
The day is hot, and they have been going at it for hours, so they are both sweaty and tired. They are at Steveâs driveway. Itâs just them, sweaty under the sun, and Eddie sitting on a folding chair on the side, for some reason. He was already here when Lucas had arrived, and he had refused to leave. He is on the shade, reading a book, looking way more comfortable than them.
âPause for drinks?â Steve asks, and Lucas is very happy to agree with him. âHey!â he yells towards Eddie, he jumps as he looks up. âDonât think I donât see you looking at me like a creep. You should be getting us drinks.â
âSorry sweetheart.â Eddie shouts back as he waves his book.
âDrinks, now.â Steve says with a jerk of his head towards the house.
Eddie drops the book in his haste to stand up and follow Steve inside. They are weird, they act so weird all the time. They should get girlfriends, that way they would maybe stop being weird with each other.
âYou want anything, Lucas?â Steve asks as he walks away.
âJust a soda!â Lucas calls out after them.
Steve gives him a thumbs up as he goes through the door.
Itâs ten minutes later that Lucas starts to wonder whatâs taking them so long. He got tired of practising shoots, and also of sitting down on the grass waiting for them.
The house is blessedly chilly and dark when he comes in.
âSteve?â he calls out.
He walks towards the kitchen. There is sound coming from it, shuffling. When he gets close enough to the kitchen he hears Eddie speak quietly.
âWere you afraid your neighbours might see, big boy?â
âShut up,â Steve answers. Then there are some wet sounds and when Lucas comes into the kitchen Steve is all over Eddie and-
âDUDE!â Lucas screams. Steve jumps away from Eddie. âWhat are you doing? What if Robin had seen you?â
Steve looks around. âWhat?â
âDustin said you like Robin, what if she was here and she saw youâŠâ he canât even describe what they were doing, he just knows that if some girl saw that, she would never consider dating Steve.
âI donât want to date Robin, why does everyone think I want to date Robin?â Steve says.
Lucas doesnât answer. He just looks at Steve. If itâs not Robin, itâs Nancy, for sure. âDonât worry, I wonât tell her, or anyone.â
Eddie laughs like a maniac, Lucas just squints at him and goes to grab his soda.
+1
Robin is not sure how they have ended up here. At the Hideout. On a Tuesday. With all the kids and Eddieâs band helping them get ready before even the freaking owner has arrived. She doesnât know what about Eddie he thought was reliable enough to give him the keys to the bar, but she guesses itâs âI donât want to go work early because some teenagers want to set up their instruments to play their shitty musicâ. It works for them though, because the kids had been saying how much they wanted to see them play, but they are not allowed to come into the bar when itâs open, so they have come extra early so they can listen to a couple of songs before people start arriving.
âHey lovebirds!â A voice shouts. Itâs one of Eddieâs bandmates. Gareth, Robin thinks he is called. âStop being disgusting and come here so we can start?â
Robin turns to look for who he could be calling out for. Nancy and Jonathan have not come today, and everyone is in the stage area, everyone exceptâŠ
âDid you just call Steve and Eddie lovebirds?â
âYeah, since they started dating theyâve been unbearable.â
âDATING?â Dustin shrieks beside them.
âShit, sorry, was that supposed to be a secret?â Gareth asks, and he sounds genuinely scared. Robin would normally appreciate it but-
âOh, you think they are actually dating?â Dustin asks, but it doesnât sound like a question, more like a realisation.
âArenât they?â Jeff asks.
âNo, no, itâs just Eddie saying weird things.â Dustin dismisses, but Robin is frozen in place, the cogs in her mind turning.
âYou are not dating?â Gareth asks to the side and yep, there Eddie and Steve are, now close to them. Eddie has his arm around Steveâs shoulder and they are leaning against each other.
Shit.
âWe are,â Steve says easily. âThey just donât believe us.â Eddie bumps his head against Steveâs and he moves his head slightly away with an annoyed look that looks more fond than anything else.
Robin and Dustin are gaping at them and, from the sudden quiet around them she guesses the rest are too.
âWait you two are actually dating?!â Lucas voice comes from behind them. âBut Dustin said you werenât going out with anyone because you liked Robin?â
That shakes Robin out of it, if only to turn around and say, âEw, no.â Doesnât matter who he is talking to.
âAnd I told Mike and Robin I was dating Eddie,â Steve says. âAnd you saw us kissing.â
âYeah but- I donât know.â
Eddieâs bandmates are now dying of laughter, Robin canât even blame them.
âHow was I supposed to believe you were telling the truth!â Robin exclaims. That provokes more laughs.
âWait,â Max intervenes. âSo that day you were sleeping together without a shirtâŠâ She trails off, but they all see in her face what she just realised. âGross!â
âOh shut up Mayfield,â Eddie says. âI saw you looking at my boyfriendâs tits.â
That shuts Max up.
âYou really are dating Steve?â Mike asks.
âYes, and no stupid comments or your character is dead Wheeler.â Eddie states, pointing to Mike with the arm that is not around Steve.
And that shuts Mike up with a huff and a shake of his head.
âSo you two are boyfriends?â El asks. âI think thatâs cute.â
âThanks El,â Steve says.
âI canât believe you got with a boy before I got with a girl!â Robin exclaims. âAnd I didnât know!â
âYou would have known if you had believed me!â Steve exclaims back.
âWell sorry for thinking about your dating record and drawing conclusions.â
âOkay, okay,â Gareth interrupts them. âAs funny as this is, we need to start now if we want to play anything before the owner arrives.â
âLetâs get this party going,â Eddie exclaims. He moves away from Steve to grab his guitar, and then goes back to Steve and kisses him on the lips. Actually kisses him on the lips in front of everyone, and Steve doesnât really react except from a smile because why would he? They have been boyfriends for weeks apparently. âBe back in a minute sweetheart.â
Robin fake gags.
Steve moves to stand next to Robin. He has this shit eating grin on his face that Robin canât stand.
âShut up,â she says.
Eddie is on the stage now, looking at them with a stupid smile on his face. She should have known they were dating.
âTold you so,â Steve just says.
#i... i fuvken forgot about will i'm so sorry#i'm not used to writing so many characters#anyway#maybe i'll fix that in teh future with now i cant think of where to introduce him#steddie#steddie fic#steve x eddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#my writings#my steddie
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The Hoodie Mistake
Look, I havenât touched my wips in weeks. My motivation for those just isnât here and I donât want to rush them and hate the outcome. So, for now Iâm just gonna write stuff I actually find motivation for! Annnnd since @i-less-than-three-you AND @strangersteddierthings made me sad with their angst pieces, I needed fluff and some fun, sooo here we go!
Blurry eyed and running late, he doesnât even double check the hoodie he grabs. All he does is pull it on, throws on some jeans and shoes before heading out. ïżŒ
Minding his own business, unlike everyone else in town, he doesnât notice the stares at first. Or at all, actually. Heâs too focused on to Garethâs place, doesnât want the guys to complain again.
âAh-Ha! Look whoâs finally decided to join us!â
He rolls his eyes, flipping Gareth off and walking further inside, âYeah yeahâ
Gareth crackles, bring his own middle finger up before closing the door. The rest of the guys are in the kitchen, half a pizza sitting on the table. âThe majesty has entered, my friends.â
Both Jeff and Frankie look at him before laughing more, Gareth joining them as Eddie grumbles and picking up a slice. âYeah yeah, laugh it up.â
Itâs only once the laughter dies down and his friends stare at him with confusion and a lot of amusement. âWhat, do I have something on my face?â
They shake their heads, ignore his question and move into the garage.
âGUYS! HELLO!â He hops up to follow them when the mirror catches his attention. Freezing, he turns fully to really look at himself.
In bold letters across his chest is âHAWKINS HIGH SWIMMINGâ and he knows without a doubt what it says on his back, in matching bold letters âHARRINGTONâ sitting pretty.
In his blind grab, he grabbed Steveâs hoodie instead of his own.
How is it he managed to make it all the way here without someone telling him? At least half the people he went by hate him.
He also makes sure there isnât any stains on it, even turning around and straining his neck to see. Which thankfully thereâs none. Sighing, he shoves his hands in the pocket and decides to head into the questions he knows the guys will ask.
âSo, Harrington, ready for practice?â
Groaning, he throws his hands out of the pockets. The guys crackle as he grumbles over to Garethâs guitar, âI donât know, are you assholes going to laugh the whole time orrrr?â
Jeff quiets down, pulling his own guitar over him and pointing over, âWhereâs the sweetheart?â
âWas the hoodie not enough information?â Heâs being petty, he knows. The guys all look at each other before giving him a pointed look, âFine, look, I slept over at Steveâs place. Sweetheart is at the trailer still, didnât bother going home. Came straight hereâ
Itâs silent as the information processes in their heads. He messes with the toning of the guitar while it does, also to get his mind and heart to stop racing.
Itâs sort of the first time admitting it out loud to his friends.
âYou slept over at Harringtonâs?â Frankie says slowly and his eyes bounce back to the hoodie, âand now youâre wearing his hoodie?â
Eddie winces just a bit, the tone isnât harsh. They donât hate Steve but they definitely still have some dislike him. Or at least doesnât know the Steve that he knows. ïżŒ
âYeah and I didnât mean to wear this hoodie, I overslept and Steve sleeps like the dead.â
Itâs almost comical how they all just blink at him.
âYou, just left? No like goodbye?â
That makes him blink and he groans before rushing back inside the house to grab the phone and dialing a number heâs memorized like his own.
âHello?â
âHey Honey pieâ
Steve laughs, âHey Sugar pie, you left in a hurryâ
âYeah, sorry about that. That practice I told you aboutâ he rubs the back his neck, looking around and seeing that the guys didnât follow him, âreally, baby, I didnât mean to do thatâ
âBambi, itâs okay, really. I have to work in like two hours, itâs not like we couldâve done anything anywayâ
He smirks, even though Steve canât see it. âOh, we couldâve done so much in that little timeâ
Steveâs laugh is loud and obnoxious, itâs Eddieâs favorite. He smiles and glances at the clock, âYou out late today? We could do something tonightâ
âSeven tonight but Robin wants to do a movie night, soulmate overrules the boyfriend. Her words, not mineâ
He snorts and shakes his head, âcan the boyfriend crash the movie night?â
âThatâs up to Birdie, you know how she can be. If not tonight, we can do something tomorrow.â
âTomorrow works tooâ
He doesnât have to know that Steveâs grinning, he can see it already. His sunshine is contagious even over the phone.
âIâll see you tomorrow then, sweet boyâ
âTomorrow, lover boyâ
They hang up and practice is smooth and fun. Itâs a chaotic mess too, but thatâs normal for them. After it they decide to catch a movie together and some food, itâs a good day even with that mild panic for a bit.
(Robin doesnât allow him to crash movie night. Stating that it was only a Soulmate Movie Night. Eddie does end up climbing into Steveâs bed after midnight though.)
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Itâs a little silly thing.
Background information thatâs not needed but Iâll tell you anyway: Steve and Eddie have been in a relationship for a few weeks, just a little over two months. The CC guys end up falling a little in love with Steve after he bakes them brownies. Robin was originally the only one to know about Steddie. After this incident, Eddie refuses to give up the hoodie.
Hope you enjoy this!! If you see any mistakes let me know and if you have any kind of prompts, send them my way đ„°
ALSO! Beware, Iâm also going to work on some angst pieces specifically for Katy & Jess đ
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#steddie#steddie fic#corroded coffin#Eddie Munson fic#nburkhardt writes#these boys are nickname addicts#they never call each other their actual names to each other#steve x eddie#steve x eddie fic#stranger things fic
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steve and eddie dated for three years after the fall of vecna.
three years, they loved each other.
for three years, they gave it their all, until they couldnât.
â
twelve years later, steveâs married. has a family and kids. and eddie? touring the united states, with his band the wrath of inferno.
they meet by chance, in a bar in indianapolis.
steve has glasses now, has to clean them to make sure he isnât seeing things. like the man that got away isnât sitting a mere few inches away from him.
eddieâs got salt and pepper hair, a silver band on his ring finger, and an arm around another guy.
steve swallows thickly, brings the liquid courage to his mouth, and takes a few gulps.
âeddie?â
ââŠ.steve?â
#eiddetssfw#steddiefic#steddie fic prompt#steddie fandom#steddie#steve harrington#steve harrington x eddie munson#eddie munson#steve harrington/eddiemunson#steve harrington/eddie munson#stranger things#stranger things au#exes to lovers#exes to lovers au#steddie ao3#steve x eddie fic#steve x eddie
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thinkin about emotionally strong reader falling apart into bfâs arms⊠:,)
    He knows itâs bad when you canât bring yourself to say anything: no witty remarks to play it off, no humble shrug to show that it didnât phase you- not even a weak joke that youâd heard from passerby during the previous week. He would have known anyway but he knows how bad it is when you canât hide the wobble in your chin when you meet him at the door and melt into his arms.
    The sound of your stifled cries weaken his heart because he just knows how long youâve been trying to hold it all together. You donât know that he sheds his own tears at your sorrow. You donât know that he feels his own pained heart grow just a touch because you trust him enough to be able to comfort you- to run to him when there is something you really canât make better.
    When you finally stop trying to smother out the sound of your cries, it breaks his own heart into pieces because your grief is his. He doesnât know what to do in this pile on the floor- your arms wrapped tightly around him in fear of him leaving with one hand resting at the top of your head and the other one of his hands supporting your neck as you weep into his shoulder- so he just holds you.
    And later, when your cries turn hoarse and the tears run dry, you let him pull you to your feet. He carries you to the dark bedroom because he knows you get headaches after crying. When you still donât say a word he goes to the kitchen and scavenges some Tylenol and a cup of water.
    He knows you donât like to feel helpless- to feel like you need to rely on someone. But if heâs being honest, he likes being able to care for you. He likes how you curl up with your head on his chest and your hands wrapped around him. He likes how you let him draw shapes on your back because you secretly love the physical touch. He likes how you let out soft sighs throughout the course of the movie because he knows youâre still awake.
    But most of all, he likes the intamacy of being the one you run to when itâs all too much because damn it all to hell if he made you feel like you werenât free to be vulnerable with him.
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Steve Harrington front row at a Corroded Coffin concert, holding up a sign asking Eddie to be his first kiss. Of course, Eddieâs never been particularly strong-willed when it comes to pretty guys, so he doesnât hesitate to jump off the stage as soon as he clocks the sign. But the entire time theyâre making out (and trust me, they are making out), he canât help but think how good this guy is for a beginner. And because Eddie is immediately down bad, he calls him backstage after the show and tells him as much, but the guy just giggles and says âActually, that wasnât my first kiss. I just wanted to kiss you.â
#steddie#steve x eddie#stranger things#eddiemunson#steveharrington#fanfic#fanfiction#corroded coffin#rockstar eddie munson#musician eddie munson#steve harrington is a fangirl#steddie ficlet#ficlet#steddie fic idea#eddie munson is down bad#eddie munson is a weak man
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when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly Iâve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour
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Thinking about Eddie driving up to the quarry one night to try and sell to the teenagers that usually hang around here,
But when he gets there only one car is parked and hidden behind the bushes framing the road.
A very familiar BMW with itâs windows steamed up.
âOf course Harringtons getting some again. Lucky fuck.â Eddie thinks as he lights a smoke, if only to warm him up a bit in the cold night.
Damn. From the condensation dripping down the BMW windows, theyâre having no problem keeping warm.
Even from the distance it takes effort to not startle when the hand slams against the back window, creating a messy handprint on the white glass. Even from here he can see itâs a mans hand. Steve, he assumes. Jesus, whoever he has in that back seat is clearly getting railed practically through the seats.
He should look away, really. Knows that this is a bit fucked up. ButâŠhe canât actually see anything. And really, Harrington shouldnât have brought her out to the towns most known hangout. And its not like he was straining to hear, they were just SO loud. AndâŠdeep?
Eddieâs not exactly a connoisseur in the different noises of women, try as he may, but heâs pretty sure heâs only hearing a man right now. Sure, its still a pretty high pitched and punched out sound but noticeably a dudes- which confuses Eddie for a minute.
Harrington must just be really sensitive and loud. Maybe thatâs why he had so many girls falling over him, the noises certainly werenât turning Eddie OFF the interaction.
He can physically see the change in the cars bouncing when he assumes theyâreâŠâfinishing offâ
Eddie doesnât know why heâs still here. He could have- no, he SHOULD have left ages ago. But not long after the bouncing stops, the car door swings over and 2 legs swing out, hands coming down to fix their socks- clearly having hastily thrown his clothes back on.
The only thing isâŠEddie doesnât remember Harringtons legs being so long? The body looks out or place sitting in the open door, not like the familiar and practically famous silhouette of Steve against his vehicle. And it hits Eddie square in the face when the guy stands upright.
Cause Eddie DOES know the guy. Heâs just stomach tippinglys aware that it is NOT Harrington.
Thatâs Johnny. Eddies (admittedly one sided) rival at the hideout. A fucking punk. Not in the way the adults of Hawkins use the term, heâs literally a punk rocker.
And his punk rocker ass is currently stepping out of Steve Harringtons freshly christened back seat. Well thatâŠcanât be right. Harrington must justâŠrent out his car to couple or something. That must be it. Rich people are weird like that.
His theory is very quickly destroyed as Johnny knocks lightly on the roof of the car, cigarette already in the other hand, and pokes his head into the back. He laughs before a pair of legs flop out of the door. Legs attached to someone clearly too tall for a backseat. Legs attached to someone very male.
He should go. He needs to go. If not because of how his stomach feels like itâs trying to eat itself, then because his best-buddy Johnny just tipped his head non-subtly towards Eddieâs van.
âShit shit shit shit-â He puts the keys in as fast as he can with shaking hands.
â And he so nearly got away too. So nearly never had to look at that BMW or its occupants again, live his life carefree.
All hope of that was cruelly dashed when he left hellfire to see Steve leaning against his van.
He scanned the area, in hopes someone else had stayed late because he was pretty sure Steve was about to give him the âtalk and youâre deadâ followed by a beating up. And that would suck.
Nowhere else to go but forward, he clutched his DND bag and hobbled over to Harrington- who hadnât offered him anything other than a blank stare.
âHarrington.â
âMunson.â
âPretty late to be lurking around school. People might get the wrong idea.â
âDonât lecture me on lurking, man. We both know you were at the quarry.â
âI donât really-â
âJohnny told me, would recognise your beat up ride miles away he said.â
Thankfully Eddie had enough brain power in him to add that to the list of reasons to fucking hate Johnny. In the time he had to scowl at the ground, Harrington had rounded behind him. Eddie span to meet him but was met with a rough hand to the chest.
He was pushed up against his van with a sharp movement, pulling a winded breath from him followed by a large âbangâ as Steveâs hand slammed to the side of his head.
âSo, Munson. What did you see?â
âI didnât see-â
âTry again.â A hand crept into his hair, not pulling but clearly threatening it with the way it was clasped.
âI sawâŠyou and Johnny. In your car.â
Steve hummed and looked away from Eddie. âThatâs not very specific, Eddie, try again.â
âWha- I donât know what you-â The hand in his hair yanked, pulling his head so that even with their similar heights he was forced to look up at Steve, hands gripping uselessly to the side of his van.
âTry again.â
Oh.
Oh.
Thatâs what he wanted.
âI saw Johnny fucking you.â
He managed to lift his gaze to look at Steve and was met with an almost dopey smirk, his eyes barely focused as they stared down at Eddie half closed. Eddie melted right into the wall of his van because Steve Harrington was looking him like heâd never been hornier in his life.
âFuck. He was Eddie, he really was and it was so good. You saw it right? Saw the car moving? Shit, man, itâs hard to get it moving like that. He was so rough.â Eddie just stared as Steve started falling further towards him, sinking into the weird little hold they both had.
âBut thereâs just one problem Munson.â Steve said into the side of Eddieâs neck, making him shiver and use all his willpower to keep his head where Steveâs grip had moved it.
âWhat- What problem?â
âMy car is just too small. We needed more space, I needed more space.â
He brought his free hand up and slammed it to the other side of Eddieâs head. âDo you think you might know anyone with something moreâŠspacious?â And when Eddie clocked exactly what he was implying, what he was begging for- he had never been so thankful for his shitty van.
#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie#mini fic#my writing#flirting#how do i tag this kinda stuff on here i dont know the etiquette#prompt#eddie x steve
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iâm on this list!! go and read iâm down on your knees (i wanna take you there) đ„°đ„°
Epic Steddie Fic Rec | May 8th-May28th 2023
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So just like I got infected by the Steddie brainrot last fall, I've now fallen deep into the gay firefighters show and the last 10 pages of my ao3 is full of Buddie fics đ so most of these fics were read in the first two weeks of this rec...
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one of the good things by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (Nobody Dies AU | < 1K | General): Eddie is staring at him. He sets the guitar aside, leaning forward and peering at Steve like heâs doing something particularly fascinating. âYouâre angry.â Steve shakes his head reflexively, feels a prickle of defensiveness. He keeps his voice as even as he can when he says, âNo, Iâm not.â âOh, you are,â Eddie says softly. Something must show on Steveâs face because he amends, âLike, not⊠Donât worry. Not a loud anger.â
proof weâre here by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (<1K | General): âI used to wonder about this place,â Robin tells Eddie as they lounge on the couch, looking up at Steveâs pristine ceiling, not a cobweb in sight. âHuh?â Robin smirks knowingly. âCome on, you must have wondered, too.â She puts on a hushed voice of mock reverence. âThe King of Hawkins High roaming these hallowed halls⊠if walls could speakâŠâ
you're so fine, you blow my mind by griesly (PWP, Crossdressing | 4K | Explicit): Eddie walks in on a very private moment, with unexpected (and thoroughly enjoyable) consequences.
buzzer-beater history by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (S4 Missing Scene | 1,7K | General): When Lucas Sinclair starts to apologise for missing The Cult of Vecna, Eddie initially thinks that heâs hearing things. âJesus, Sinclair. Iâve got an ongoing list of folks who owe me an apology since, like, sixth grade, and trust me, your nameâs not on there. Can pretty confidently say it never will, okay?â Eddie sees Steve tilt his head ever so slightly from where heâs walking just ahead of them, like heâs listening in. Spots his faint nod of approval. Eddie canât decide if he resents it or finds it endearingâkind of gets the ridiculous feeling that Steveâs vetting him on behalf of the kids.
halving the compass by griesly (No Upside Down AU, Fake Relationship | 8K | Explicit): Forced to attend his father's elitist black tie gala, Steve Harrington asks along the one person sure to throw a wrench in the works - Eddie Munson. It's only for show, of course. It's not a real date. ...or is it?
Say Xanathar by pinkcash (PWP | 8K | Explicit): Eddie comes to sell Steve weed and leaves with a lot more information about him than he had originally. Like, for instance, heâs not nearly as straight as he thinks he is
Steve the Reluctant by rachtay13/ @rachtay13 (Post-S4 | 46K | Explicit): Robin raised her brows. âYou know what, Harrington?â She nodded her head. âYeah, you know what? I dare you to make a friend. I dare you.â
Dream Boy by indelicate/ @steddielations (Post-S4 | 8K | Teen): Or, Steve goes to see Eddieâs band play and finally finds what heâs been looking for.
Melt Me On Your Tongue by indelicate/ @steddielations (PWP, BDSM | 6K | Explicit): âThis okay?â âYeah itâsâ shit, itâs more than okay, Steve.â â⊠youâre crying, Eds.â Eddie canât hold back a choked off noise then, somewhere between an overwhelmed laugh and a sob. âNo oneâs ever done this to me before.â He doesnât know if he means no oneâs ever given him a bath, or braided his hair, or just any of the things Steve does for him, really. Eddie's never had a Steve before.
I Wish I Knew You Wanted Me by indelicate/ @steddielations (Getting Together | 1,9K | Teen): Or, Steve finds out why Eddie likes wearing his clothes so much.
three whistles in the dark by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (S4 | < 1K | General): âWhy are you whistling?â Eddie asks after heâs heard Steve do it for the fourth time. âHuh?â Eddie imitates him; itâs not like Steve is just casually following a tune in his headâit sounds deliberate. Encouraging whistles, one right after the other, in groups of three. Like a⊠like a call to something.
iâm down on my knees (i wanna take you there) by twelvexclara (Pre-S4 | 4K | Explicit): Steve really needs to pass his English class. So who better than to visit the resident genius/freak, Eddie Munson?
The Intuition of Claudia Henderson by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (Post-S4, Claudia POV | 1,8K | General): Claudia opens the door quietly. Itâs not Max whoâs in the bed. And there, lying so peacefully against Eddie Munsonâs shoulder, is Dustin. Heâs fast asleep. Eddieâs got an arm around him, and heâs slowly running his fingers through Dustinâs hair the way she used to when he was little, to help him drift off. He looks up from his book at the sound of her entering the room, and his face goes as white as the bedsheets.
đ€ i've been having a horrible time pulling myself together by deadratz (Post-S4 Fix-it | Friends With Benefits | 74K | Explicit): The last thing Eddie thinks as he draws his final breath is that Henderson is gonna need a shit ton of therapy. But then, Eddie wakes up, gasping for air, and miraculously, he's being rescued. Now he has to figure out how to live.
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đ€Â better by you, better than me by palmviolet/ @palmviolet (Canon Divergent, Season 1-2 | 32/? | 167K | Mature | Warning: Violence): November 1983. Between unpaid bills, the supposedly straight jock heâs seeing, and letters from his convict dad, seventeen year old Eddie Munsonâs got enough to worry about. But when Will Byers goes missing, it sparks a chain of events that will show there are more depths to Hawkins â and to certain people in it, like infamous Steve âThe Hairâ Harrington â than he realizes. / or, the excessively long slow-burn in which Eddie is involved in the Upside Down from the very beginning.
Bandaids for the Heart by LexiRoseWrites/ @lexirosewrites (Modern AU, A/B/O, Nurse Steve | 1/16 | 5K | Explicit): Steve has been a pediatric nurse for long enough to know that Eddie and his daughter shouldnât be seeing him in the emergency room this often. Ellie Munson can only shove so many marbles up her nose and eat so many crayons before he starts to think the five year old might have an ulterior motive.
đ€Â Trouble Looks Good On You by indelicate/ @steddielations (Post S4 | 3/5 | 35K | Explicit): It happens like a fever dream. The first time Steve gives Eddie a swift smack on the ass, itâs obviously just an old jock habit thatâs stuck with him. It wasnât meant to have Eddieâs knees going weak, or turn his blood hot under his skin, or give him a brand in the shape of Steve Harringtonâs hand, orâ Nope, because Eddieâs not even into that. But then, it happens again. Or, Steve keeps accidentally awakening Eddieâs new kinks.
Until We Fall by indelicate/ @steddielations (Fake Relationship | 3/6 | 19K | Teen): âHate to break it to you, Buckley, but you canât set Steve up on a date âcause heâs already got plans⊠with me.â Or, it starts with a drunken night and a plan that Steve canât remember making, but Eddie sure does.
đ€Â Reboot by plutosrose/ @plutosrose (Modern AU, Actor Steve & Eddie | 8/10 | 30K | Explicit): In 2012, Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson film a scene in the teen drama Normal Stuff that launches a popular ship on ao3. By early 2013, they arenât speaking anymore. In 2024, Robin calls Steve with an offer to reprise his role as Andy Hartley in a reboot of their old show, with one important updateâhis character gets together with Eddieâs.
đ€Â Steve Harringtonâs Radical Fun Time Babysitting Service by Humanities_Handbag / @humanityinahandbag, Invader_Sam (No Upside Down AU, 90âs | 26/? | 100K | Mature): Alternatively: Steve accidentally starts a babysitting service, falls in love, panics [in bisexual], and gets himself a boyfriend. (Part 1 of 90âs Music Store AU)
the weight of us by loveinhawkins/ @loveinhawkins (Dustin-centric, Post-S4 | 2/3 | 8K | Teen): Itâs only once everything is okay that Dustin starts thinking thereâs something deeply wrong with him.
#steddie#steddie recs#steddie fanfic#steddie ao3#steve x eddie fic#eddie munson x steve harrington#steve harrington#eddie munson/steve harrington#eddie munson
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