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eddiemuonson · 4 months
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Summary: You get a call from Sam asking to help him and Bucky find the Super Soldiers, and get Zemo out of prison. You're still not done with your mission, but the former Winter Soldier doesn't like the idea of you around. This is mostly based on episode 4 of the show, "The Whole World is Watching". I wanted to write something light but you can request a smut.
Warning: Angst, mentions of The Winter Soldier, fluff | Word count: 4k
Pairing: Bucky x f!reader
A loud thud echoed through the loft as Zemo hit his back against the hard floor. You stomped your foot on his chest and heard him grunt against gritted teeth.
"I'm in this case as well. You're just a rat who got lucky from getting out of a cell" You spat out. Both Sam and Bucky trying hard not to snort.
The baron still kept his gaze at you, holding your foot so tight you almost stumbled. He got up on his foot and wrapped a hand around your bicep.
"Leaving you to turn on me once we get to Karli. Hmm. I prefer to keep my leverage. I can't trust you" He locked his eyes on yours and squeezed his fingers on your skin.
You let out a dry scoff. They should've let him die in that prison. Behind your back, Sam was about to step in. Zemo had shifted his demeanor to a cold look. "You let them do it. Stay out of it".
"And who are you to say shit about what I should or should not do?" Raising your voice, he didn't flinch.
The man pointed a finger at you as a warning, still holding his damn tea cup. Only a slight second later, Bucky shattered the glass against the wall and pulled him by his collar.
"You wanna see what someone can do with leverage?" The soldier asked him. He tightened his metal wrist and you could see his shoulder grow wide.
Sam stood next to him, resting a hand on his forearm. "Take it easy. Don’t engage him. He’s just gonna extort you and do that stupid head tilt thing".
Bucky still had him in his grip. Zemo didn't hold any expression, otherwise. It was infuriating. "You want some cherry blossom tea?"
You watched as the taller man twisted his collar. "You fucking touch her again, I'll break your neck". He shoved the baron backward and left the living room.
You were surprised, to say the least. Bucky was annoyed you were on this mission with them. He thought you were actually missing a few points and messing with their plan.
But much to his dismay, Sam agreed to have you on board and didn't complain about your work. Said his partner was just being grumpy.
The former Winter Soldier was leaning against the countertop, his hands gripping tightly against the edge. You offered a glass of water, which he denied.
The Falcon was somewhere else making a call, which left you alone with an irritated soldier and a trash bag of an ex-prisoner.
"Don't let him get through your head" You whispered, standing close to Bucky. He didn't look back at you. "It's what he likes to do. Ever since the last time you engaged".
He gulped harshly, it was back when he was being accused of planning a bombing in Vienna. And then, when he was held hostage in Germany, where Zemo broke him and brought Winter Soldier back.
"I don't like him either. But it's easier if we just ignore" You tried to humor him, but he still wasn't in the mood for interaction.
"Would that work if I ignored you as well?" Bucky lifted his eyes to meet yours. He had a stupid faux grin on his face.
As soon as he didn't get a response, he walked past you and made his way back to follow Sam, leaving you alone with Zemo.
~~
You're all gathered around as The Falcon goes through the plan again. Refusing to tag along with Zemo, you had to agree and make Bucky company.
They tracked Karli Morgenthau to a memorial service. But John Walker and his partner figured out the exact same plan. All you wanted to do was get all the serum back.
That is, if you didn't run into the shittiest Captain America while you and Bucky walked up the alley. You could literally hear him tightening his fists, his metal arm already functioning.
"Ah! How’d you find us now?" The soldier carried an unamused tone in his voice. You watched as John and his partner got closer to you both.
"You think two Avengers can walk around Latvia without drawing attention?" He wasn't wrong, but you knew Bucky was past that now.
The Captain motioned his head towards you, measuring you from head to toe. "New Avenger?"
You snorted out loud and cracked a laugh. Your stomach was starting to cramp and the soldier next to you watched as John held a confused look.
"She's just a partner" He shrugged. "Sam asked for her help".
"Yeah, but not just a partner. So you better not step foot on our plans" Bucky knows how much of a menace you are.
He can't disagree with the fact that you can actually start a fight with the wrong people and not fear them.
John snorted and you narrowed your eyes at him. "Yeah, right. You wanna meet Karli, there will be civilians there. There's a high risk of casualties".
"No one's asking for your opinion, Cap. Sam is gonna talk to her and reason her" You tried to face him, but his demeanor didn't go down on you.
"She blew up a fucking building with people in it. If he's in there alone with a Super Soldier, he's getting himself killed".
Bucky rolled his eyes. "He's dealt with worse".
You were waiting inside the building while Sam tried to convince Karli. John couldn't stop pacing back and forth, even Zemo seemed annoyed already.
He started complaining about how dangerous it was, but the soldier next to you made sure it hadn't even been ten minutes yet.
Already done with his bullshit, you shifted on your foot. Bucky looked at you from the corner of his eyes. You weren't supposed to be there in the first place. He knows you're highly qualified and if shit went down you'd protect yourself.
And even though he's still pissed you're there, he can't wrap his head around the fact that this could be really dangerous for you.
John almost towered over Bucky, he was deadpanning at the Captain. "This is all really easy for you, isn’t it? All that serum runnin’ through your veins".
"Barnes, your partner needs backup in there. Do you really want his blood on your hands?" He tried getting into his head, but the man next to you did nothing but chuckle.
"You really don't know Sam, do you?" You chimed in and watched as John narrowed his eyes at you. "You come in here parading this new shield which, by the way, doesn't fucking belong to you and you want to dictate shit?"
By this point, he really wishes he could hit a woman. Bucky notices how John moves his body and tries to face you, but he doesn't let him.
"You better keep your distance" He warned the Captain, who took a few steps back and raised his hands in surrender.
John didn't wait five more minutes and decided to intervene in their conversation. Karli was fast enough and knocked them down before running away. You couldn't find her in the maze, but Zemo made sure to destroy the serums she had. Or he thought so.
~~
Back in the loft, the German man was lying on the couch with a soft fabric covering his eyes. He was talking about how Super Soldiers weren't allowed to exist.
In gets Bucky as he sighs before taking his jacket off. You couldn't take your eyes off his firm body, his strong arms, and perfectly shaped abs.
You were sitting opposite to him as he was on his back, just staring at his entire body. He poured a glass of whiskey before speaking up about his suspicions about John.
"Well, I know a crazy when I see one. Because I am crazy" He says as he rests his lips on the rim of the glass.
"Good thing you recognize that" You let out a laugh, and he snaps his eyes at you.
Bucky rolls his eyes and speaks through the glass. "You should have a look in the mirror".
You're taken aback by his response and open your mouth, ready for retaliation, but he speaks up again. "Shouldn't have given him the shield".
Sam stood next to him and pointed a finger, but you defended him. "He didn't give it".
You're sitting on the couch with your arms crossed against your chest. The former Winter Soldier walks toward you before crouching in front of you.
"Steve definitely didn't. And you're past the point of giving an opinion here. I said this mission wasn't for you".
He was too annoyed today, that's for sure. But that didn't give him the right to be a brat with you all the time. And you should ignore him, but the bickering gets him all the time.
You lift your torso and fill the gap between your faces. His brows are furrowed. "You don't get to say what I should or should not do".
The staring lingers for a while until the new captain barges into the loft asking for you all to turn Zemo over.
"Shield or no shield, the only thing you’re runnin’ in here is your mouth. Now, I had Karli and you overstepped. He’s actually proven himself useful today" Sam walks over to him.
John tries to tease your friend before the Wakandans enter the loft. They peacefully ask to turn Zemo as well, but a fight bursts in the room.
You run towards the corner of the room behind a pillar, while the wakandan knocks the captain and his friend down. The other three men are standing there, watching him get beat up with amused looks on their faces.
"Looking strong, John" Bucky teases and you snort loudly. He snaps his head your way and grins.
The soldier tries reasoning with Ayo, but she pulls herself away from him and continues to fight against John and his partner. Both him and Sam are too busy to notice that Zemo is trying to get away.
You run after him and hold the door knobs before he can lock himself. "Where the hell you think you're going?"
"Let go, or I'll shoot you" He warns, but you paid no mind. Only then, he gripped his gun quickly before shoving you backward, locking himself.
You looked over your shoulders and watched as Bucky was kneeling on the floor, grabbing his metal arm.
"Shit" You mutter and rush to him. "Everything okay?"
He carried a different look for a slight second, almost vulnerable. He reattached his arm back. Bucky looked at you and nodded. You grabbed his limb and carefully inspected it.
"Did you know they could do that?" He was still glancing down at you. His blue eyes were soft and light. He shook his head and clanked his arm.
Later on, Zemo was still nowhere near to be found, while Sam and Bucky were pissed they missed him.
"How could you not hold him back?" Your friend was messaging a few people he knew might know about him.
"I tried. He pointed a fucking gun to my head" You snapped.
The other man sat next to you on the stool by the countertop. He let out a sharp inhale. "Was it even loaded? He could've just tricked you".
"How the fuck would I know?" Your face was millimeters away from his once again. Your breath was fanning his face and you watched as he tightened his jaw.
"Know why I hate this fucking plan? Because you had one job today and you couldn't even do it" You closed your fists and clicked your jaw at his words.
"As much as I know Sam would bow down to you and say you're a great partner. I beg to differ" He got from his seat and walked with his heavy boots against the floor toward the couch.
Your voice cut through the air with bitterness and you immediately regretted it. "Sometimes you're no different from the Winter Soldier".
He stopped his tracks and spun around. Quickly, Bucky captured your face with his metal hand and squeezed your cheeks, making you pout.
"What the fuck did you just say?" His forehead was brushing yours and you could see rage in his eyes.
"Let go of her. She's just disappointed" Sam gave you a cold look before handling his partner. He grabbed Bucky by the shoulder before the man shoved your face.
You were sitting alone in the loft during the night, trying to book a flight home. Obviously, your plan to help with the mission became a disaster, nonetheless, from the beginning you knew Bucky didn't agree on this.
He thought you couldn't keep up with the plan and he was right. You were making things worse at this point. You wanted to help them, you tracked the Super Soldiers and you helped with Zemo, but that was just it.
Now you're debating whether you should just go without warning or not. Sam is going to be pissed at the end of it. He knows you're better than that, and after what you told Bucky there's no way you can face him again.
Your friend watched you from the corner of the hallway. He knows you're hurting from what happened, you wouldn't snap like that if his partner didn't push you. Sam talked to him, but he was too angry to actually forgive you.
He didn't blame him either.
"Hey, you going to sleep or what?" Sam asked as soon as he dropped his weight on the couch next to you. He peeked through your screen and saw it. "Woah, you're not leaving right? This isn't over. I still need you. We need to find Zemo".
"You can do that without me. You did it before. Besides, he's out there because of me. And Bucky is tired of my face".
He closed your laptop, and you glanced at him. "I can do it, but I don't want to. S'why I reached out to you. And we're gonna find him, he needs us too".
"And Bucky... I think it's just his sexual frustration talking" He laughed as you gasped at his words.
"Sam, what the fuck?"
"Dude doesn't even go on dates, he's probably nervous having a woman around. He's always been grumpy, I think it's in his nature. He'll come around at some point" He grinned at you.
"That's not my problem. He keeps pushing me, I'll fight back" You didn't need to look at him to see he was definitely enjoying the playfulness.
"You guys should just have sex. This is so annoying" Sam grabbed his phone as you choked on your own spit.
"For the love of God, drop this conversation before I snap at you too".
He handed the phone to you, saying Karli was threatening his sister and his nephews. She wants to find him, alone.
He has other plans, of course. But you can't even think about accepting the idea before Bucky gets to talk.
"He doesn't need to know. I'll go with him, you meet us there".
~~
You watched as he and Bucky fought the Super Soldiers along with John and his partner. They were beating each other up relentlessly.
One of them pulled a pocket knife and tried stabbing Bucky and you gasped. He shielded himself, dropping the object close to their face.
He had a snapped cut on his nose, and his jaw was split up. His knuckles were bloody red. Sam was in better shape than his friend, though.
You were shocked when you saw John's partner sitting unconscious on the floor. The captain rushed to him, too desperate to make any sense.
You pulled Bucky and Sam away and ran out of the building. "We gotta get the hell out of here now. He's gonna kill the kid" Your hands were shaking, and you almost tripped on your foot.
"Hey, woah. What are you doing here?" Bucky stopped in his tracks, looking back.
"Let's argue later, dipshit" Sam shouted at the soldier as you kept running.
In the loft, you asked Bucky to sit on the stool as you worked on his injuries. Starting on his nose, he hissed at the contact with the wet cloth.
"Keep steady, crybaby" You whispered and he looked up at you.
You cleaned the dried blood from his face and managed to apply some saline solution. The entire time, he kept his gaze on you. He noticed how focused you were on his injuries and how gently you managed it.
He held his hands up as you cleaned up his knuckles. They were red from all the punching, and it surprised you how he was still human besides the serum.
You squeeze his hands lightly, too embarrassed to look back at him before apologizing. "I'm really sorry about yesterday. It was a really shitty thing to say, and you don't deserve it. I was an asshole".
Bucky trailed his eyes to scan your face. He had a peaceful look. "I shouldn't have pushed you either. I was just annoyed Sam brought someone up to this mess".
"I accepted it. There's no right or wrong, I wanted to help". You were both still brushing your fingertips against each other.
"You're not bad after all" He mused and you chuckled. "I just- I don't think I can keep losing people".
You saw his raw personality right in front of you. That man who kept his serious and defensive demeanor was showing his true self. It was hard to miss it.
Your hand grasped his jawline, carefully rubbing his skin. He almost faltered. "That won't happen. I got two Avengers to protect me".
He snorted, showing his teeth when he laughed. "Should've seen that coming".
"And more than anyone else, you deserve that happiness. You just need to stop lying about your nightmares".
"How do you-" He was about to ask and you tilt your head.
"Sam and I talk. I know it's hard to erase the past. But you're James again, you're you" Your other hand is still holding him tightly.
Bucky refuses to look at you for a moment. And when he does, his eyes are glassy. "It means I remember. It means a part of me is still there. Which means a part of the Winter Soldier’s still in me".
You smack your lips. "You need to stop thinking you're making amends. You need to give them closure, be of service for them. Stop thinking like you still owe them just an apology".
He drops his head and bites his lip. You hold his chin up and force him to look at you. "You're not that guy anymore".
You were about to get closer for the hundredth time. Maybe close the gap between you and pull him in for a kiss. Not because you feel bad for him, for his past. But because you feel warmth when you're close to him.
You feel like he could hold the world above your head and fight for you.
That was when his phone started ringing. John killed that kid out of revenge.
~~
You finally meet Sam's sister, Sarah, after he invites you and Bucky home to help him fix his boat. A lot of their neighbors are also helping. There's a gathering with food and drinks by the lake, and every kid is excited to see the soldier. They're all lining up to hang up on his metal arm.
You're watching in the distance as he and Sarah chat about something, while two kids hang themselves on his limb. He seems lighter, happy even.
He has a different look on his face. Especially after Sam finally decided to become who he was supposed to be.
Bucky walks toward you holding two cans of beer in his hand. "You want one?"
He holds one out for you, and you accept it.
"The kids love you, you know?" You speak after sipping on your drink.
"What can I say? I'm pretty charming" He leans against the wall next to you, watching as the sun sets. There's a hue of orange in the sky.
"They only like you because of your arm. Don't get too cocky" You shove him by the arm playfully and he holds your hand for leverage.
Bucky pulls you closer to his body, his chest is heaving against yours. He's taller, so he has to look down at you.
"So you don't think I'm charming?" His words are too soft, but his grip on your waist is almost tight.
"I didn't say that" You smirk and he uses his other hand to rub the pad of his thumb on your lower lip.
The moment you felt his skin against yours, it felt like everything slowed down. Even though he was desperate to finally give you the kiss he'd been wishing for, it was obvious he was too nervous.
Sam's words lingered in your head. He was definitely in need of dates and he refused to accept it. Whatever changed his mind made you realize he had a soft spot for you.
That's what made you take the first step. You finally closed the distance and crashed your lips against his. It tasted like beer. The tiniest movement of your tongue had him groaning in the back of his throat and it almost made you smile.
He slid his tongue against yours and tilted his head for better access. He wished he wasn't holding a beer right now because all he wanted to do was cradle your face and pull you in for a deeper kiss.
Your arms wrapped around his neck and Bucky faltered as you grasped his lip between your teeth. Both tongues were fighting for dominance and you shivered.
The fresh taste of beer in your mouth made his heart flutter inside his chest. His heart was racing and pounding against his ribcage and he felt like the air got knocked out of his lungs.
You both had to pull out for air, his hand not leaving your body for a second. Resting your forehead against his, you watched as he kept his eyes closed.
"I'm glad you're happier now. I can see it right through you"
"Someone gave me a nudge. And Sam is a great friend, much to my disappointment" He joked, giving your lips a chaste peck.
"He said some pretty nasty things about you the other day" You laughed as he displayed a surprised look on his face.
"Oh, he's a dead man".
"Hmm, he might be right" You sipped on your beer, watching as Bucky placed a hand on his hip.
"What was it about?" The soldier mirrored you with his beer.
Getting closer to his face, you spoke against his lips. Voice low and teasing "You'll have to find out".
You gasped as he pulled you harder against his body and kissed you again. This time, it had a different impact, he was rough and needy.
A growth beneath you brushed against your body, and you chuckled between the kiss. Bucky had to pull away from you. He lowered his head and shook it.
"I might know what he meant" He barely had time to laugh as you pulled him in for another kiss.
You didn't even have time to tell Sam goodbye. Next thing you know, you were both in his hotel room, filling the air with a lot of passion and moaning.
You woke up the next day with a weight on you. His metal arm was spread above your body.
Jesus, they needed to get blackout curtains in the bedrooms. You slightly opened one of your eyes and peeked through your lashes as you saw Bucky peacefully sleeping close to you.
A smile escaped from your lips at the thought of the previous night.
Happiness crossed your mind when you cradled his face and traced his jawline. He was definitely happy. And hopefully, soon, the nightmares would go away.
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eddiemuonson · 4 months
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GLAD TO BE HERE
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Summary: Both Steve and Eddie share traumas after the Upside Down events. After that day, they had been keeping each other company, and since then, the realization of their feelings grew wider. Word count: 1.6k
Ps: This is my first time writing a Steddie story so please be kind lol this is a holiday special, Merry Christmas to all my besties!!
Warning: Just a lot of fluff, mentions of trauma and PTSD
🎄🌟
Steve smelled like his cologne and aftershave, he had just finished fixing his hair in front of the mirror from his bathroom before walking down to his backyard. He was throwing a small Christmas party with his friends and the kids.
It's been a hell of a year, he thought to himself. He almost barely survived the Upside Down, the scars around his neck and his stomach were a living reminder of what it felt like hell for him.
Not only him, but also for the man standing across the beer pong table. Eddie felt like he was a second away from life that day, almost being eaten alive left him living with PTSD. Almost every day he would have nightmares about that day, the event screaming back at him, the feeling of the demo bats eating his flesh.
After all those past months, both of them gladly had their friends help. They were constantly talking to each other as well, as long as doing therapy. They would call each other almost every day and make each other company so they wouldn't think too much about the attack. And that was when they started feeling something switching between them.
Eddie was the first to bring it up and Steve, of course, freaked out. He wasn't expecting to actually feel something that different and unfamiliar. Suddenly, they realized they had a crush on each other.
The metalhead watched as his friend approached their group of friends, bringing a pack of beer, watching as they enjoyed the game, already half-drunk.
Steve looked up and met Eddie's gaze at him. He smoothly grinned at the man, his hands were stubbornly shaking just at the sight of Eddie looking at him like that. They were about to exchange Christmas gifts and he was already nervous, wondering what he was getting.
Eddie walked up to Steve, helping him place the bottles of beer on the table before they left for a few minutes.
They walked to Steve's living room side by side, not actually giving a fuck about their friends. Because they knew.
The girls knew way before the former King of Hawkins High realized what he was feeling.
“Oh, my God Eddie! You like Steve!” Nancy blurted out one time. She and Robin met with him after he asked them for advice about some “different feelings” he's been having, as he said.
“Holy shit, my friend is bi!” Robin almost lit up fireworks after that.
And then, when they met with Steve after both him and Eddie had the talk, the girls were so happy it was almost too weird. Robin even started giving her best friend advice, especially during their break at the Family Video.
Steve was the first to grab the package and handed it to the man in front of him. Eddie took the gift and stared at him, narrowing his eyes.
“I swear you'll love it. Henderson helped me pick up” He said, his lip twitched in awe as he saw Eddie's expression change after hearing Dustin's name.
“Dustin fucking helped you with this? I'm more concerned now” He joked.
Rolling his eyes, Steve nudged the box into the man's chest. “Just open it”.
And as soon as he did, his face lit up and his jaw dropped. He couldn't control the excitement after seeing a new set of Dungeons and Dragons inside the box.
“Not fucking way! Thanks, man” Eddie filled the small space between them, giving him a sided hug. His fingertips brushed against Steve's left cheek, who almost faltered at the touch.
“You gotta keep the Master of Dungeon role-play going” He said, trying to not sound too nervous around his friend. But sometimes it was just impossible.
And Eddie always noticed the nervousness, but somehow managed to be the one to actually make this new interaction less uncomfortable for both of them.
“What did you get me?” He asked as he saw Eddie's grin grow wide on his face. The chains on his jeans were jiggling as he walked toward the couch and held up a bag and lifted it up for him to grab it.
The metalhead watched as his friend opened it up and faced the denim vest he had mentioned about before.
Steve was speechless.
Before even considering liking Eddie, he said he liked the fabric when the man handed it to him that day. It was in the Upside Down. After that, he gave it back to Eddie only a few months later, after they were past the trauma and all the jnjuries.
“It was about fucking time. I almost forgot I had that vest” He laughed as Steve tossed it to him. Back then, he was recovering at his new trailer, where he was living with his uncle. Eddie was always getting visits from his friends and Steve.
“Yeah man, I really liked it and almost got it for myself” Steve joked, sitting next to the guy on the couch. “How are you recovering?”
It was really hard to talk about it then, they shared almost the same experience, so they knew exactly how it was to be almost eaten alive.
Day after day, they were hanging out and talking on the phone. They started to look forward to seeing and talking to each other, as much as sharing jokes and laughs. It didn't matter if it was about the event or something else.
“No way, man. This is your vest!” Steve couldn't even hide he was surprised by Eddie's gesture. It was more meaningful than he thought it was.
“Yeah, you said you liked it, and it honestly looks good on you” He teases, leaving the guy with flushed cheeks. Eddie smirked and watched as the other one dressed the vest over the sweater he was wearing.
“You're not wrong, though” Both of them laughed as Steve playfully spun around.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, eyes focused on both faces. The music outside was a blur, the room suddenly became a little warmer.
The host broke the flirtation and smiled. “Can you help me out with something in the kitchen?” He asked suddenly, but Eddie just nodded.
Clueless of what it was, he looked around the kitchen island, not having any idea of what kind of help he was looking for.
“What the hell do you want, Harrington? There's nothing here” He let out a scoff, watching as Steve grinned, biting the inside of his cheeks.
He looked up, and Eddie followed his gaze, eyes on a mistletoe hanging above them.
“Oh… Are you sure you want-”
Steve cut him off, he didn't want Eddie to have second thoughts about his decision, so he nodded. “Yeah”.
Before his friend could come up with anything else, he planted a soft kiss on Eddie's lips. His ringed fingers tugged on a few strands of the nape of Steve's neck, making him shiver under the careful touch.
He actually didn't know what to do next. Clearly, Steve didn't have as much attitude as the other one has. The only thing he thought about was cupping Eddie's jaw. And man, did the curly haired guy like it.
It was sudden, different and good. So good. It was light, but warming to the touch, it felt right. It didn't have malice, obviously, but it made him feel something building up inside his body.
Steve felt a spark under his skin, he felt like a struck of lightning was running through his veins.
They spent a couple of minutes only savoring each other's lips before Robin showed up, carefully walking through the living room, watching her friends share their first kiss.
She cleared her throat feeling nervous about how their reaction would be and stared as both of them took a moment to break the kiss.
“Uh… I'm sorry, but Jonathan wants all of us to take a picture together. You're both required” She said, already spinning around ready to leave them alone.
Steve yelled her name, and she stopped by her tracks, looking at them once again.
“It's fine. You don't need to be embarrassed” He reassured and Eddie wrapped one of his arms around the man's waist.
“I'm sorry, I thought you guys wouldn't like to be seen exchanging saliva” Both of the guys snorted at her statement, and she felt lighter.
“Rob, don't worry about that. It would've happened anytime” Eddie earned a taunted slap on his ass from Steve and they all laughed.
They all gathered together for the picture Jonathan was about to take. He set up the timer and positioned himself next to Nancy and Will.
They were all busy fighting to get in the shot, not even noticing how close Eddie and Steve were. They were smelling each other's colognes as their skin were touching while their arms were rubbing against each other.
Five seconds before the shot, Steve turned his head to face the man next to him. “Merry Christmas, Ed. I'm glad you're with us today”.
“I'm glad to be here with you, especially” He said. Before they could look at the Polaroid camera, the flash went on.
A few minutes later and they were all talking about how great the picture turned out. Only then making sure to point out how Steve and Eddie weren't looking at the camera. Instead, they were staring at each other, their faces with a tender smile and a new history for them to talk about.
From that day on, they knew they were doomed. One, because their friends won't let the fact that they were madly in love with each other. And two, because it was impossible to not like each other.
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eddiemuonson · 4 months
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GLAD TO BE HERE
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Summary: Both Steve and Eddie share traumas after the Upside Down events. After that day, they had been keeping each other company, and since then, the realization of their feelings grew wider. Word count: 1.6k
Ps: This is my first time writing a Steddie story so please be kind lol this is a holiday special, Merry Christmas to all my besties!!
Warning: Just a lot of fluff, mentions of trauma and PTSD
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Steve smelled like his cologne and aftershave, he had just finished fixing his hair in front of the mirror from his bathroom before walking down to his backyard. He was throwing a small Christmas party with his friends and the kids.
It's been a hell of a year, he thought to himself. He almost barely survived the Upside Down, the scars around his neck and his stomach were a living reminder of what it felt like hell for him.
Not only him, but also for the man standing across the beer pong table. Eddie felt like he was a second away from life that day, almost being eaten alive left him living with PTSD. Almost every day he would have nightmares about that day, the event screaming back at him, the feeling of the demo bats eating his flesh.
After all those past months, both of them gladly had their friends help. They were constantly talking to each other as well, as long as doing therapy. They would call each other almost every day and make each other company so they wouldn't think too much about the attack. And that was when they started feeling something switching between them.
Eddie was the first to bring it up and Steve, of course, freaked out. He wasn't expecting to actually feel something that different and unfamiliar. Suddenly, they realized they had a crush on each other.
The metalhead watched as his friend approached their group of friends, bringing a pack of beer, watching as they enjoyed the game, already half-drunk.
Steve looked up and met Eddie's gaze at him. He smoothly grinned at the man, his hands were stubbornly shaking just at the sight of Eddie looking at him like that. They were about to exchange Christmas gifts and he was already nervous, wondering what he was getting.
Eddie walked up to Steve, helping him place the bottles of beer on the table before they left for a few minutes.
They walked to Steve's living room side by side, not actually giving a fuck about their friends. Because they knew.
The girls knew way before the former King of Hawkins High realized what he was feeling.
“Oh, my God Eddie! You like Steve!” Nancy blurted out one time. She and Robin met with him after he asked them for advice about some “different feelings” he's been having, as he said.
“Holy shit, my friend is bi!” Robin almost lit up fireworks after that.
And then, when they met with Steve after both him and Eddie had the talk, the girls were so happy it was almost too weird. Robin even started giving her best friend advice, especially during their break at the Family Video.
Steve was the first to grab the package and handed it to the man in front of him. Eddie took the gift and stared at him, narrowing his eyes.
“I swear you'll love it. Henderson helped me pick up” He said, his lip twitched in awe as he saw Eddie's expression change after hearing Dustin's name.
“Dustin fucking helped you with this? I'm more concerned now” He joked.
Rolling his eyes, Steve nudged the box into the man's chest. “Just open it”.
And as soon as he did, his face lit up and his jaw dropped. He couldn't control the excitement after seeing a new set of Dungeons and Dragons inside the box.
“Not fucking way! Thanks, man” Eddie filled the small space between them, giving him a sided hug. His fingertips brushed against Steve's left cheek, who almost faltered at the touch.
“You gotta keep the Master of Dungeon role-play going” He said, trying to not sound too nervous around his friend. But sometimes it was just impossible.
And Eddie always noticed the nervousness, but somehow managed to be the one to actually make this new interaction less uncomfortable for both of them.
“What did you get me?” He asked as he saw Eddie's grin grow wide on his face. The chains on his jeans were jiggling as he walked toward the couch and held up a bag and lifted it up for him to grab it.
The metalhead watched as his friend opened it up and faced the denim vest he had mentioned about before.
Steve was speechless.
Before even considering liking Eddie, he said he liked the fabric when the man handed it to him that day. It was in the Upside Down. After that, he gave it back to Eddie only a few months later, after they were past the trauma and all the jnjuries.
“It was about fucking time. I almost forgot I had that vest” He laughed as Steve tossed it to him. Back then, he was recovering at his new trailer, where he was living with his uncle. Eddie was always getting visits from his friends and Steve.
“Yeah man, I really liked it and almost got it for myself” Steve joked, sitting next to the guy on the couch. “How are you recovering?”
It was really hard to talk about it then, they shared almost the same experience, so they knew exactly how it was to be almost eaten alive.
Day after day, they were hanging out and talking on the phone. They started to look forward to seeing and talking to each other, as much as sharing jokes and laughs. It didn't matter if it was about the event or something else.
“No way, man. This is your vest!” Steve couldn't even hide he was surprised by Eddie's gesture. It was more meaningful than he thought it was.
“Yeah, you said you liked it, and it honestly looks good on you” He teases, leaving the guy with flushed cheeks. Eddie smirked and watched as the other one dressed the vest over the sweater he was wearing.
“You're not wrong, though” Both of them laughed as Steve playfully spun around.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, eyes focused on both faces. The music outside was a blur, the room suddenly became a little warmer.
The host broke the flirtation and smiled. “Can you help me out with something in the kitchen?” He asked suddenly, but Eddie just nodded.
Clueless of what it was, he looked around the kitchen island, not having any idea of what kind of help he was looking for.
“What the hell do you want, Harrington? There's nothing here” He let out a scoff, watching as Steve grinned, biting the inside of his cheeks.
He looked up, and Eddie followed his gaze, eyes on a mistletoe hanging above them.
“Oh… Are you sure you want-”
Steve cut him off, he didn't want Eddie to have second thoughts about his decision, so he nodded. “Yeah”.
Before his friend could come up with anything else, he planted a soft kiss on Eddie's lips. His ringed fingers tugged on a few strands of the nape of Steve's neck, making him shiver under the careful touch.
He actually didn't know what to do next. Clearly, Steve didn't have as much attitude as the other one has. The only thing he thought about was cupping Eddie's jaw. And man, did the curly haired guy like it.
It was sudden, different and good. So good. It was light, but warming to the touch, it felt right. It didn't have malice, obviously, but it made him feel something building up inside his body.
Steve felt a spark under his skin, he felt like a struck of lightning was running through his veins.
They spent a couple of minutes only savoring each other's lips before Robin showed up, carefully walking through the living room, watching her friends share their first kiss.
She cleared her throat feeling nervous about how their reaction would be and stared as both of them took a moment to break the kiss.
“Uh… I'm sorry, but Jonathan wants all of us to take a picture together. You're both required” She said, already spinning around ready to leave them alone.
Steve yelled her name, and she stopped by her tracks, looking at them once again.
“It's fine. You don't need to be embarrassed” He reassured and Eddie wrapped one of his arms around the man's waist.
“I'm sorry, I thought you guys wouldn't like to be seen exchanging saliva” Both of the guys snorted at her statement, and she felt lighter.
“Rob, don't worry about that. It would've happened anytime” Eddie earned a taunted slap on his ass from Steve and they all laughed.
They all gathered together for the picture Jonathan was about to take. He set up the timer and positioned himself next to Nancy and Will.
They were all busy fighting to get in the shot, not even noticing how close Eddie and Steve were. They were smelling each other's colognes as their skin were touching while their arms were rubbing against each other.
Five seconds before the shot, Steve turned his head to face the man next to him. “Merry Christmas, Ed. I'm glad you're with us today”.
“I'm glad to be here with you, especially” He said. Before they could look at the Polaroid camera, the flash went on.
A few minutes later and they were all talking about how great the picture turned out. Only then making sure to point out how Steve and Eddie weren't looking at the camera. Instead, they were staring at each other, their faces with a tender smile and a new history for them to talk about.
From that day on, they knew they were doomed. One, because their friends won't let the fact that they were madly in love with each other. And two, because it was impossible to not like each other.
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I will be your fool
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Summary: You are friends with Steve, who is about to perform for the very first time. You find yourself feeling jealous of him, not knowing he has a hold of you. He wrote "Fool" when he was thinking about you, though.
Note: This is based on DJO. I might have been obsessing over him and his music lately.
Warnings: Fluff, smut, unprotected sex. p in v. oral sex (f receiving) + 18 DNI
Word count: 2.6k
Sitting next to Robin at The Hideout, you both watch as Steve rehearsed for his first concert. After graduating, he decided to devote himself to a musical career.
He adopted the alter ego "STV" (Steve, but without the vowels) and formed an indie band that gained notoriety before their first official concert. He even decided to use another persona as well.
Steve was being supported by Eddie, because the metalhead was part of a band that had performed at the same venue.
He was sitting on the edge of the stage, strumming a few notes of his song "Climax".
As you and Robin sat on the chairs near the stage, you watched him intently.
"How's the sound over there?" he asked, waiting for feedback from both of you.
Robin gave him a thumbs up.
"Terrible, this is awful. It sounds like a cat being beaten" You replied, laughing as you watched him flip you the middle finger.
"Remind me to never call you to a rehearsal again, jerk" He replied.
The three of you laughed, and not long after he finished the rehearsal, he approached the two of you. Steve was sipping water from a bottle after coming down from the stage.
"So, overall?" he nervously asked. It was no surprise; it would be his first performance.
You and your friend smiled at each other; it was just what he needed.
"That's great, dingus. You're going to do great!" She squeezed her friend's shoulder, her smile wide and open.
He looked at you, waiting for your answer.
"She's right, it's gonna work out!" You smiled too. Steve let out a sigh of relief.
He rehearsed with his bandmates before setting up the stage for the big moment.
Eddie came later on to offer his friend advice and moral support. As a veteran of the place, he found it easier to deal with moments like that.
Besides Robin, your group of friends were there, including Dustin who wouldn't miss the performance of one of his best friends.
Steve had asked both of you to stand on the side of the stage, but you both decided to watch him from the crowd instead so that he could look at you both and feel less nervous.
When the band was announced, everyone applauded including the students from Hawkins High. He showed up in a white jumpsuit, Nike sneakers, a wig, a questionable mustache, and sunglasses.
The resemblance to Steve was almost imperceptible, except for the voice.
The band started the concert with "I Want Your Video". It was the first time you heard him play his music live. He wanted to leave the "first-time" experience as a surprise.
As the first two songs came to an end, more people started to arrive at the venue. The room was filled with the sound of applause, and Steve had a smile on his face. You could tell he had been looking at you and your group of friends for the entire time.
His music had a hint of psychedelia along with synth instrumentals, auto-tune, and drone chords.
You couldn't resist when your friend sang "Go For It." His voice was admired by you and many girls. But something unrecognizable bothered you. Was it jealousy?
Were you jealous of having to "share" your friend with other girls?
Robin was the only one who knew that "Fool" had a meaning for him, especially after he dedicated it to her.
Steve moved closer to the microphone as "Figure You Out" began to play.
"This is for my dear friend, Y/N. Thank you so much for helping me with this song" He crouched in front of you and handed you the guitar pick he used during the entire concert.
He stood up and grabbed another guitar pick from the mic stand. Your friends were elated and may have commented about it, but you were caught off guard.
Robin sang along to the song with her arm wrapped around your neck. At that moment, you tried to pay attention to the rest of the concert, but his words lingered in your mind.
Deep down, something between the two of you was different, but you never really realized it before. Maybe you needed to find out about it later. 
Steve's husky voice brought a unique essence to his brilliant performance, surprising the crowd with his guitar solos. He was completely ecstatic with the audience's reception.
It seemed like the concert had gone well, as the band received a standing ovation at the end, while Eddie celebrated his friend's success from the corner of the stage.
Steve had already changed his clothes and removed his wig and mustache before arriving at the bar. As soon as he got there, he was surrounded by his friends who hugged him and touched him everywhere. The amount of affection he received caused his hair to tangle.
As he approached you and Robin, he wrapped both arms around both of you and pulled you both in for a hug. It was surprising how the combination of his sweat and cologne made you feel dizzy.
Your nose was pressed against his neck, breathing in his scent.
"Holy shit, dingus! That was amazing!" She celebrated as soon as she let go of her friend's arms.
"Steve, you definitely killed it!" Your voice was a little slurred. Clearing your throat, you disguised so he wouldn't notice.
The boy was smiling too much, he was happy and proud of himself.
Before letting him respond, you narrowed your eyes and sipped your drink. "What's that about me helping you with your music?"
He widened his eyes, taken aback, and looked at his friend in confusion. She shrugged and muttered, "I'll leave you two alone."
He cleared his throat, fixed his hair, and then looked at you.
"I'll tell you later. There's a lot of noise here, a lot of people. I prefer a quieter place," he explained, turning to ask the bartender for a beer.
Steve looked at you again, smiling, and you nodded.
After he was greeted by your group of friends, no one else welcomed him besides a blonde girl who seemed to be overly intrigued. She examined him from top to bottom and even went as far as kissing him on the cheek.
You kept your eyes on her as she whispered something in his ear.
He could talk to anyone, but why did it affect you? No clear explanation.
The two of them talked for about a minute, then she gave him a subtle smile and left.
Steve turned around and downed the beer, causing you to raise your eyebrow. You waited for your friend to explain, but all he did was laugh and lower his head. "What is it, Harrington?"
He looked provocative as he said, "You can't hide it, can you?" The boy left his beer on the bar counter and approached you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Hide what, Steve?” You held your own breath as you saw him get closer.
He leaned in close to your ear and whispered, "You feel jealous when someone gets close."
You tried to steady yourself on the stool, feeling your legs wobble. "Me, jealous of you, Steve? We're friends," you said.
It was clear that Steve had a hold on you, as you felt repulsed by any girl who came too close. Despite your efforts to resist, he laughed in your ear, causing the hairs on your body to stand on end. You couldn't help but feel weak for him.
As he placed his large hand on your face, you could feel the roughness of his calloused fingers, a result of his guitar playing.
The sensation heightened your senses, and your body was filled with restlessness. "We are friends, but why do our bodies seem to crave each other's touch?" He traced his lips down your cheek until he reached your mouth.
It didn't take long for you to respond and he kissed you passionately.
His tongue hits yours with pressure and need, pulling your body closer, like a magnet. Your hands wrapped around his neck and Steve pulled you by the waist with his other hand.
The background music and the noise of people talking seemed to fade away, and time appeared to stand still at that moment.
The way he held you showed his desperation for you, but the kiss remained gentle and calm. He held your lip between his teeth, causing a muffled moan to escape from your mouth.
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You abandoned your friends back at the venue and arrived at Steve's house. The idea to go there was yours, not his. Steve insisted that he wouldn't do anything without your consent, which triggered a strong reaction inside you.
As soon as you got inside his bedroom, he pushed you towards his mattress and watched as you fell with bliss in your eyes. He laid on top of you, spreading kisses all over your neck, both of his hands wandering through your exposed skin.
His rough fingers were pressing against your thighs as he rode up the hem of your dress a little.
“God, I’ve been expecting this for so long” He grumbled against your chest. You were quickly panting as you could barely control your breathing.
Steve quickly spread both of your legs, pulling a sigh from your throat. He used both hands to remove the piece of lace panties that matched the color of your dress: black. The boy kissed your breasts covered in fabric and your stomach. 
When he got close to your cunt, he looked at you with lust. Your eyes glistened as you looked at him. You lay down, and he pulled you to the edge of the bed, still looking at you.
“You look so fucking beautiful like this” He whispered. Steve couldn't handle his own lust, but he would like to give you something he had wanted for a long time.
He gently moved your legs apart and slowly dipped his mouth into your clit, sucking lightly on your button, eliciting a grunt from your mouth. “Steve” You almost sobbed. 
The boy used the tip of his tongue through your slit, keeping his pace as he reached your hole. He licked you greedily, savoring your taste, murmuring in pleasure. It had barely started and it was already making you dizzy with so much pleasure. 
Your breathing was uneven and your legs were already weak. Steve rested one of his hands on your thigh, digging his nails into the skin, leaving marks on it. He used another hand and pressed his thumb on your clit, feeling as you arched your back.
He kept the movements light and slow, taking advantage of every inch of your skin, leaving long licks on your cunt. When you felt him insert the tip of his tongue inside you, you groaned loudly, gripping his hair.
He was going crazy as you mumbled disjointed words and rolled your hips into his face. Steve was loving it.
His finger circled against your clit, while his tongue thrust in and out of you, making you whimper. You were about to hit your orgasm if he didn't stop. Pulling the strands of his hair, you rocked your hips against him hard, and Steve got the message.
He removed himself from you, placing a light kiss on your most sensitive spot, looking back at you. His face was glistening from your juices, his lips were red and swollen, and his eyes were flickering with pleasure. 
He leaned forward for a more intense kiss, swirling his tongue against yours, teeth clashing with yours. With one hand, he pulled the strap of your dress down, watching your breasts bounce out. Still kissing you, he cupped one of your tits with his hand and rubbed your nipple. 
The kiss started to get sloppy as soon as you started moaning against his mouth and Steve undressed quickly, getting rid of his boxers soon after. He really wanted to fuck you, but you took his cock with your delicate hand, pumping him with lust.
The tip of his cock was already red and swollen, practically leaking with precum. You spread it all over his length, until you reached the base. Steve grunted into the kiss and you smirked against his mouth. It felt good to be the one in control. 
But he couldn't take it anymore so he broke the contact, leaving you on all fours for him. You looked over your shoulder to glance at him and you felt a knot in your stomach. This had become a moment of lubrication you both wanted to enjoy. 
He arranged himself behind you, resting one hand on his cock, while the other rested on your ass. Steve slid his shaft in a slow, painful motion across your clit before burying his length inside you. 
You both hissed when you felt each other. He was thick, and you were too tight. The sensation sent Steve into a frenzy as he thrust further in and hit your cervix. “Holy shit, you’re so tight. And so wet” He murmured. 
You felt his balls hit your ass and you rolled against his dick, watching him twitch with excitement. You rolled your eyes at the sight. 
As soon as he settled inside you, Steve began to thrust hard and fast, gripping the bands of your ass with his calloused hands. The air in the room was thin, stuffy, and your moans were echoing in sync. 
“Yes, Steve” You whimpered, feeling the tip of his cock hit against your most sensitive spot.
He murmured disjointed words while resting his body on your back. He kept his chin resting on your shoulder as you felt his breath hit your ear.
Yes, it was the most exciting thing you had ever felt in your entire life.
“You’re all wet for me, aren’t you?” He whispered and you couldn't reason out a response. “God, your pussy is taking me so well.”
You didn’t have time to rest your elbows on the mattress as Steve used two fingers to rub your clit.
In an involuntary movement, you rolled faster against him, trying to feel his entire length inside you. Your head was down, also resting on the mattress. You could barely breathe.
“Fuck-” He growled into your ear and your stomach sinked. The more his dick pounded inside you, the more your skin burned with desire for him.
His fingers’ moves became faster, your body responded too well to his touch. A shiver ran through your body, before the orgasm hit you. Your fingers curled, your pussy clenched tightly around his cock, and your breath hitched. 
He pounded against your cervix until you came for him and moaned his name.
Soon after, he collapsed on top of you, reaching his own orgasm, cumming inside you. His warm liquid enveloped your hole completely, as you felt his cock pulse inside you in a moment of pure ecstasy.
After you both cleaned up, he lay down next to you, wearing comfortable sweatpants. It was the first time you were staring at his naked body like that, and the countless moles spread across his skin were irresistible.
As Steve leaned against the headboard of the bed, he gazed at you with tenderness, softly stroking your face.
"I mentioned that song earlier because, at different times, you've helped me figure out who I really am," he explained.
You repeated his gesture and rested a hand on his chest. "Steve Harrington, you are wonderful."
He smiled at the compliment, pulling your body closer to his. “I will be your fool” He hummed, watching you look at him curiously.
“Steve…” You started to speak and he kissed the top of your head. "You don't…"
He shrugged, not caring if you knew you inspired his song.
“You never stop looking at me anyway” Steve continued, ignoring your surprised face. He pulled you into another kiss, this time it was more tender.
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embers of affection - part 3
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Summary: Anakin has to deal with so many emotions. This time, he tries to ask you to go on a mission with him after a while, but it doesn't go as expected.
Warning: Mentions of injury, fluff, slight kiss. (Note: I know these images aren't Anakin exactly but it fits this chapter!! This isn't the last chapter btw)
Word count: 2.2k
previous chapter
Anakin has been struggling to make amends and reconnect with you since that last fight. You’ve been bumping into each other a lot more lately, greeting each other whenever it’s possible.
It had been a while since you had fought alongside each other in a battle, and he knew he needed to make things right.
One day, he found you in the courtyard of the Jedi Temple, lost in thought as you observed the serene landscape. Your focus on the sight got interrupted by the sound of his footsteps approaching. As he reached your side, he hesitated for a moment before he spoke.
"Lovey, there's something I need to talk to you about" Anakin began, his voice filled with sincerity and a hint of desperation. You turned to face him, your eyes searching his for answers. 
You had noticed the change in him, the weight of his past actions taking his good side.
Before choosing his words carefully, he took a deep breath. “know I made a terrible mistake on Mortis, and I understand that it may be hard to fight by my side again. But I want to make amends, to show you that I'm committed to being better than I can be.”
Even though you were still in your forgiving phase, you could see the torment in his eyes, understanding the depth of his regret. Slowly, you nodded. He placed his large hand above yours before taking another deep breath. 
“Y/N, I'm asking you to go on a mission with me. It's been too long since we fought side by side, and I need your guidance, and your presence. I can't make things right without your help.” For a moment, you hesitated. 
You were torn between your desire to support him and your concern about his reactions towards you during a battle. “Alright, Ani. I'll go on this mission with you. But remember, we're in this together, and I won’t tolerate another bad behavior."
You watched as his eyes filled with gratitude while he nodded. He felt his body become lighter after your response. The Jedi smile widened when he squeezed your hand, and you followed his gesture. 
You were on a perilous mission to confront a group of dangerous Sith, and the battle was fierce. Anakin and you had been holding your own, your lightsabers dancing through the air, deflecting blaster bolts. But the odds were against you, and the Sith were relentless.
In a moment of distraction, you were caught off guard. One of the Siths landed a powerful blow, sending you flying across the battlefield. You crashed into a pile of rubble, your body battered and bruised, and you felt your lightsaber being knocked out of your hand.
Engaged in his intense battle, Anakin saw it unfold in a heartbeat. He felt a surge of panic and desperation, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Without a second thought, he rushed towards you, feeling his heart pounding in his chest.
He fought with a ferocity he had never known, his rage and fear moving him forward. Blaster bolts buzzed by him, but he didn’t care about getting himself hurt. All that mattered was reaching you.
As he reached your side, he dropped to his knees, cradling your battered form in his arms. Your breathing was shallow, and your eyes reflected your pain. Anakin's hands trembled as he desperately tried to reach your injuries.
"Lovey," he whispered, his voice choking with emotion. "Hang on. You're going to be okay."
But you could only manage a weak, pained smile. "Anakin," you voice almost faltered. "Take care of the mission. Protect the Republic."
Anakin's eyes filled with tears as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had always cared deeply for you, but in this moment, he couldn't deny the depth of his feelings. 
It was as if a barrier had burst inside him, and he was flooded with a love he had never fully acknowledged.
"No" he said, his voice trembling. "Shit. I can't lose you, Lovey. Not like this."
Your eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush colored your cheeks. "Anakin..."
But before you could say more, a group of Sith attacked you, and Anakin was forced to fight to protect you. He fought with a ferocity born of love and desperation, but the battle was far from over.
Amid the chaos, he couldn't help but think about the words he had spoken. He had finally admitted his love, and he didn't know if he would ever get the chance to tell you he loved you.
As the battle raged on, Anakin was consumed by a sense of urgency. He had to protect you, not just because it was his duty, but because he couldn't bear to lose you.
At that moment, he knew that his feelings for you were stronger than he had ever realized, and he was willing to do anything to keep you safe.
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Anakin had been on the verge of leaving for his new mission, but the realization of the seriousness of the situation weighed heavily on his shoulders.
His former master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and the Jedi Council had been pressuring him to depart immediately, emphasizing the importance of the mission's success. 
Yet, he found himself torn between serving the Jedi Order and the Republic and staying to watch over you.
As he paced back and forth in the sterile confines of the medical bay, Anakin made a difficult decision. He approached your bedside, and taking a deep breath, he whispered.
"I can't leave you like this, darling. I can't turn my back on you when you need me the most. The Republic and the Council may demand my presence on the battlefield, but I can't ignore the bond we share."
Anakin continued, his voice was determined, with a hint of regret. "I know I'm supposed to be a Jedi and serve the greater good, but right now, the greater good is right here."
"I'm going to stay with you, watch over you, and ensure you recover. I'll find a way to make this right with the Council. We've been through too much together for me to abandon you." He was still hopeful.
With that, Anakin made a bold decision. He deactivated his comlink, effectively cutting off communications with the Jedi Council and his superiors, and he settled into a chair by your bedside. 
As the door to the medical bay slid shut behind him, he knew that he was making a choice that could have consequences, but he also understood that his loyalty to you was more important than any mission. 
Anakin was willing to give up on the orders and risk his own future as a Jedi to ensure that you would recover safely under his watchful gaze.
The Jedi Council had grown increasingly concerned about Anakin's prolonged absence from the battlefield, but they could not deny the genuine care and devotion he had for you. 
They allowed his deviation from his mission with a warning that his actions would be evaluated later, a message that Anakin received with an unspoken understanding that he might have to face the consequences of his choice eventually.
As a matter of fact, though, Anakin's heart was heavy with guilt as he watched you being airlifted to a nearby medical facility that day. He couldn't shake the feeling that this mission had been a grave mistake.
Day by day, he would sit by your bedside, talking to you as if you could hear him, sharing stories from your past missions together and the adventures that had developed your friendship. He couldn't help but blame himself for your injuries.
He felt a deep regret for bringing you on this risky mission, knowing that it had resulted in you getting hurt. He wished he had made a different choice, one that might have spared you this pain.
As the weeks passed, Anakin's initial hopefulness began to fade. He would clasp your hand, sometimes whispering promises of hope, scolding himself for not being able to do more.
He even spent long hours researching ancient Jedi healing techniques, desperate to find something that could awaken you from your deep sleep.
But then, on one quiet evening, as the dim light in the room cast long shadows, something happened. Anakin had been holding your hand as he often did, his head hung over in an exhausted sleep. 
The gentle rise and fall of your chest and the soft beep of the medical equipment were the only sounds in the room. It was in this silent, intimate moment that your eyelids slowly opened.
Weak and disoriented, you slowly took in the unfamiliar surroundings, the sterile smell of the medical bay, and the room. 
As your gaze shifted, you saw Anakin, his eyes closed, his breathing steady, and his hand still holding yours. A mix of relief and gratitude rose inside you, knowing that he had been there all this time, watching over you.
A faint smile adorned your lips, and you gently squeezed Anakin's hand, causing him to wake from his sleep. His eyes slowly opened, and for a brief moment, he found the sight of you, awake and conscious.
It took a moment for the realization to sink in, but when it did, his eyes widened with a mix of joy, surprise, and relief.
"You're awake" He breathed, his voice filled with emotion as he leaned closer, still staring at you. He hadn't expected this moment to come so soon, and it overwhelmed him.
You nodded weakly, your voice barely a whisper "I am, thanks to you."
With a tender smile, you watched as Anakin's eyes filled with tears of joy. He reached out to gently brush your cheek and then leaned in to give you a warm and affectionate hug.
One of his strong arms enveloped you in a tight squeeze. He grasped his metal hand gently on your jawline, stroking your soft skin. 
In that moment, you both knew that your bond as friends and allies had deepened, and the sacrifices Anakin had made to watch over you were worth every moment.
He slowly pressed a delicate kiss on the corner of your mouth, lingering on the touch for several seconds.
Resting his forehead against yours, the Jedi let out a sigh. He felt his heart flutter with emotion. "I couldn't let anything happen to you. I... I love you, Y/N."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and your eyes widened in surprise. You weren’t expecting to hear those words from him, especially not in such a vulnerable moment.
You reached out a trembling hand to touch his cheek, your fingers brushing against his temple.
"Anakin," you whispered. "I love you too."
A mixture of relief and joy washed over his face as he took your hand in his hands, his fingers trembling. "I'm so sorry" He said, his voice choking with emotion. "I should have told you sooner, and I should have been a better partner to you."
You smiled weakly, your eyes filled with tenderness. "You're not perfect, Anakin, but neither am I. We can learn and grow together."
Anakin leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I promise, Lovey, I'll do better. I'll be the partner you deserve, and I'll protect you with everything I have. I will never do that to you again, ever."
Your heart swelled with love and forgiveness as you looked into Anakin's eyes. Just then, you both knew that your bond had deepened in ways you couldn't have imagined.
It was a new beginning for you, and you were determined to face the challenges ahead as a team, your love stronger than ever before.
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In the entrance hall of the Jedi Temple, bathed in the soft, golden light of the setting sun, Anakin stood waiting with a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in hand. The vibrant colors of the blooms were contrasting, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous excitement.
You made your way through the towering doors of the temple, your steps hesitant but determined. Your gaze fell upon Anakin, and your heart skipped a beat when you saw the earnest smile on his face. Anakin approached you, his eyes filled with warmth and joy.
"Welcome back, Lovey" He said, his voice gentle and affectionate. He extended the bouquet of flowers towards you, a mixture of bright, colorful blooms and soft, delicate petals.
"Anakin, this is beautiful," You said, your voice filled with gratitude.
"I'm so glad to have you back, Y/N. The temple wasn't the same without you” Anakin’s face was bright and his smile was soft. 
You couldn’t help but smile at this demeanor and his actions towards you.
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Hnnnng, I’m so obsessed with your newest Anakin/reader fic “Embers”. 😍😍😍
GOD TIER writing. 👍👍💕✨✨✨✨✨
Thank you so much!!! Ily guys I'm glad you like the story 😭😭♥♥
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Not a request per say darling, just some random Eddie brain rot I had today (although do always feel free to make anything I say into blurbs I will always read them with excitement 💖)
I’ve just been thinking about sweet and protective boyfriend!Eddie in so many different scenarios, especially with someone more timid and bashful to offset his boisterous character 🥹
1. I went mini golfing today and I think Eddie would make it soooo fun and enjoyable, and maybe do a little bit of cheating to make you laugh
2. Holds you extra close to him whenever youre walking anywhere at night
3. Never ever leaves you behind to walk in front of you, whenever he finds himself in the front his hand is always reaching back for yours
4. Stands behind you on escalators and stairs to protect you from any wandering eyes or accidents
5. Has you straddle his lap when he wants to feel you close and kiss you tenderly. The sweetest, softest kisses can I just say :(
6. In my head this other person (a girl as I read it in my head) also has curly hair, a tighter pattern than Eddie’s and she teaches him how to care for it or rather she does it for him. Spa night ft deep conditioning and face masks?? 🥰
7. Sitting in his lap and playing with his rings/tracing the callouses he got from learning and playing guitar
8. Him sitting behind you with his favorite guitar in your lap, gently guiding your fingers to play the instrumental to one of your favorite songs (that he spent days learning btw)
9. Puts his favorite ring on a necklace for you so you can feel him close even when you’re apart
I just 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 ahhhhhh. This was entirely pointless but thanks for listening to me!! Eddie is just 💗💗 dream boy in my eyes.
HI BESTIE!! I've been missing your brain rots already!! I'm sorry I've been absent, I've been through some rough time and I'm still looking for a new job which has been really hard :(
Protective boyfriend Eddie makes my damn heart melt in so many ways!! The way he would stand behind you and hug you is jfgdjdf Also I would just love to be around someone like him ahhh
Way is there only one of him??? Like I'm so in love with him/Joseph and Steve/Keery djghdjdf
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Ahhhh, you’re Embers of affection series is so fire! 😭💕❤️💕 Ahsghsnsvhs!!!!
I can’t wait for more! ILY so much, author from a random place in our little blue dot of a planet! 🫶🫶🫶🫶 🌎 Looool.😂😭
DSJGHGDSF OMG Thank you!! 😭😭😭😭😭
I promise the next chapter will be out soon!!
ILY TOO!! Also I'm from Brazil hehehe ♥♥♥
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Hello, dear friend! :)
I just wanted to say I am loving your Embers of Affection series with Anakin! 👍 It’s very well written and you should be very proud. ;)
I am excited for the story to come! ❤️🫶
I have grown obsessed with that man after the Ahsoka series. 😂
Hii!!! Thank you so much for your support, it really means so much to me to hear this ♥
I'm definitely too obsessed with him as well, like goddamn he's so fineee
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Summary: Eddie tells you what happened that night. You try to apologize to Steve once again, asking about his feelings for you. Christmas is right around the corner and the bookstore is the go-to place to buy gifs.
Pairing: Steve Harrington x f!Munson!reader
Warnings: Angst, fluff. Word count: 3.6k
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You were still sitting at the table, listening to Eddie finally tell you what happened that night. He had a very careful tone, choosing the right words and explaining why you acted recklessly. 
Noises were coming off of his mouth, but it was all a muffle to you. You stopped paying attention a couple of minutes ago when he said "he likes you". He emphasized that Steve admitted he still cared about you, even after that. 
"He said he never wanted you to find out like that, told me he was waiting for the right moment" Eddie was holding your hand over the table, feeling your body tremble. "Harrington asked me, better, he begged me not to mention that to you. Because he wanted to tell you that. I just didn't know when." 
You nodded. You felt your mouth shut on a thin line. Too shocked to even speak up.
He knows you need to take your time, to understand what happened. To understand why all this time Steve decided to be away from you. All you could think about was that he actually liked you back. You felt like blades were crossing your chest, leaving a piercing pain all over it. 
And then, it made sense to you the way he reacted when you still couldn't remember what you said, or did back then. He was hurt because you found out he liked you, and you overreacted. You made him look like a fool in front of a lot of people. 
You soaked him with alcohol in front of too many people, yelled at him, and called him bullshit. Not only that, but you left Steve perplexed and shocked by your attitude.
It's no wonder he didn't want to talk about what happened. When you realized what happened, you didn't know how to react.
You had too many drinks, and you said too much. You weren't even sure why you did that. Were you so afraid he would actually like you? 
"W-what did I do? Eddie, what the fuck did I do? Why did I do that?" You started crying again, pleading. Your eyes were burning from the tears. 
Eddie looked at you with compassion. A look of pity too, perhaps. Your brother knew you wouldn't hurt anyone on purpose, but the alcohol made you too vulnerable.
"Y/N, you drank too much. Something would obviously happen. I mean, the least you could've done was stop drinking that much when you realized where this was going" He tried to calm you down. "You're weak to alcohol, and you know it." 
You nodded. You couldn't disagree because you really wanted to drink. You used your free hand to rub your forehead, squinting your eyes in desperation. 
"Does he ever want to see me again after today? I wouldn't want to see me, Eddie" Tears were streaming down your shirt. 
Your stomach was tied to a knot, and you felt like throwing up. 
"I don't know, sis. We're around each other all the time, and he probably still wants to avoid you. Unless you got a bigger plan" Eddie tried to be reasonable. 
Deep inside, he wanted to flick you in the forehead and call you stupid. He wanted to yell at you and tell you that you shouldn't be drinking your ass off like that. 
But the big brother energy was the only thing he needed to offer right now. 
Your only bigger plan was to cry out loud and beg for his forgiveness. Maybe if you embarrass yourself enough in front of him, he will feel like giving you a second chance. 
"I think you need to get some rest and figure out something later" He said, his hand still on top of yours. 
"Thank you, big bro" Your hand squeezed his and he mirrored your soft smile. 
"Just promise you won't ever get your ass drunk like that again. Next time, I'm gonna shove you at the pool, so you cool off" Eddie gave you a warm hug, almost choking you. 
Laughing, you pushed his shoulder and left for bed. 
 As you stood behind the counter at the bookstore, surrounded by shelves of books, the thoughts of that party six months ago loomed large in your mind. You were still determined to find a way to apologize and make things right, but it wouldn't be easy. 
The weight of your actions and the fear of the consequences are constantly on your mind now. And you knew that you couldn't keep avoiding the issue for that long.
You just couldn’t imagine how Steve felt right now. You wanted to kiss him so bad that day, you wanted to smush his face and tell him you loved him, and now you can’t even talk to him. 
Dustin came close to the counter, carefully watching as you were stuck in your trance. The boy waited for the right moment to call you, but you were still absorbed in your thoughts.
He called you two, three times, and nothing. He snapped his fingers in front of you, still nothing. He knocked on the counter, and you woke up with a snap.
“Jesus, does your boss know that you sleep with your eyes open during your shift?” He joked as he held a handful of books in his hands.
“Shut up, Dustin” You retorted, seeing his small eyes shrink from the amused smile.
“And she still mistreats her customers. I'll report you to him, Y/N” He placed the books on the counter. “I came to return these here. And I’d like to take a look at the new Spider-Man collection.”
“You're almost 20 years old, Henderson. Who likes Spider-Man at that age anymore?”
“A lot of people, okay?” He sounded offended but took it as a joke. “Your little big brother likes it too.”
Nodding your head, you had to agree with him. “My brother likes so many childish things, and I think he spends a lot of time with you guys.”
“He’s also friends with Jonathan and Ste- shit, sorry” Dustin looked sheepish when mentioning Steve, but you shrugged.
“Relax, it’s inevitable to talk about him. Have you two been talking? I know you've been busy with college, and he's been busy with work.”
Walking between the shelves, you looked for the collection of comics that the teen was eagerly waiting to read. You didn't see when Dustin was reluctant to discuss the subject, but he preferred to be honest.
“Uh, yes. We've been going out a lot lately, you know? Us, the boys. Even Jonathan. Okay, yes, he likes to protect Will, but he likes hanging out with us.”
As soon as you found the comic, you handed it to his hands, who smiled widely, waving as a thank-you. “Look, I know you and Steve aren’t doing well. But I think it would be cool for you to try talking to him again.”
It had been almost three weeks since you last tried to talk, and things got out of hand. You and Robin hung out together, but she didn't talk about him. She struggled to give attention to both of you, and she often felt uncomfortable acknowledging the situation.
You walked up to the counter, taking Dustin’s money. He had a friendly look on his face.
"I know you're an amazing person, and Steve knows that. It’s just...he feels bad” He said.
Everyone knew what happened, that was obvious. But should you explain that you were already aware of the shit you did but didn't know how to broach the subject with the man? 
And you shouldn't even comment about it with the boy in front of you, knowing that he would open his mouth in an instant.
"Thanks, Dustin. I'll try again." You just didn't know when it would be the right time. 
Maybe going to Family Video wouldn't be the best idea, but if you went to his house, there was a better chance he wouldn't answer the door. 
So you waited until the end of his shift, waiting outside the store while he closed everything up. Your body was on edge, your hands were sweating and shaking, your throat was closing, and your mouth was drying up.
From the outside, you could see how Steve kept a calm expression, careful as he put the rest of the VHS on a shelf. Maybe this wouldn't work, but how much longer could you put up like this? As he was about to leave the store, Steve ran into you. 
His body tensed, and he looked panicked as well. He held your gaze, still standing in the same place, trying to read your expression.
“Y/N, what are you doing here?” His voice was one of surprise, but he didn't sound angry. Actually, it was far from it.
"Steve... We need to talk again" The tone of your voice was barely above a whisper.
He shook his head, finally closing the door. "No, Y/N. I can't do this right now. I don't want to" He was still reluctant. You watched while he went towards his car.
Holding his bicep firmly, you looked him in the eyes. It had been a long time since you looked at him so deeply, so close like this. 
"Steve, I know what happened" Now there was no going back. He stared at you in a confused way. And you slid down the hand holding his arm, releasing him.
"D- Do you remember what happened?" He looked hopeful, then your gaze faltered, and you looked down. You heard his sarcastic chuckle and felt him move away from you. "Huh, so how do you know? Your brother told you, didn't he?"
“It’s not his fault” You defended Eddie. It wasn't his fault, you needed to know the truth. "Let me explain, please."
He decided it was better to turn on his back and leave you behind. But before getting into his car, he turned his body to look at you.
"I don't know what happened to you, but that wasn't the Y/N I know."
"Please let me talk, Steve" You were already crying freely, your hands were shaking, almost begging him for a small chance.
He leaned against the car door, looking sideways, avoiding your gaze. Steve looked down and let out a long sigh. "Come in."
His car smelled like musk, and the essence he used to make the inside smell good. He turned on the radio, a faint music was playing, covering the silence. He looked at you while resting an arm on the steering wheel.
"I- I know how things happened, and I know how shitty of a person I am. Nothing justifies my actions. Nothing. Steve, I don't know why I reacted the way I did, knowing something that was supposed to make me happy. But I freaked out, I panicked”. 
You were stumbling upon your own words. “I couldn’t ever imagine it would be possible for a guy like you, who was considered the king of the school, to like me. I don't know what you saw in me, and I know you made a point of making sure that you like me for who I am."
You were too breathless to keep going, and then Steve nodded. He didn't understand why you threw a drink at him and called him bullshit. It was still stuck in his head, etched deep in his memory.
"Y/N... You called me bullshit. In front of everyone. What did I ever do to deserve that kind of response from you?"
The pain was so obvious in his gaze and in his body language. You shook your head.
"I was desperate, Steve. I was afraid that you had made that up as a prank. I will never be able to measure my regret. And I will never be able to explain why I reacted that way while I was so drunk."
He still couldn’t look at you, he would stare at his hands, but not at you. "I expected everything from you. I expected you to even kiss me, considering we were all drinking. But I never expected to be showered with alcohol."
You were biting your lower lip so hard that you could taste the blood. Timid, you reached for his thigh and rested a hand on it. Steve didn’t want to give in, and it was comprehensive. 
"I will never forgive myself for what I did. And I don't expect you to forgive me either. But I want you to understand that I would never do anything to harm you” Your fingers stroked his leg tenderly. "You know I love you, Harrington." 
"I've known this for a long time, Y/N." His voice was calm. "I don't know how we're going to deal with this, but I need some time to think." 
Despite his resentment, he placed his hand over yours, squeezing it gently. 
"I need to know if you still like me." Your voice almost cracked, and he didn't respond. 
Seconds passed by without either of you speaking. The only other noise aside from your heavy breaths was the music that continued to play. The way things were going at this point, it was easy to deduce that Steve didn't feel the same about you.
“You gotta let me know, Steve,” You asked him. It seemed like he was struggling with himself, like he was trying to decide if it was better to leave it that way or just spill it. 
He then raised his head and looked at you. Sure enough, his eyes were teary, and there was no hiding it from you. But when his hand let go of yours, you almost knew for sure what his answer was.
"I still need some time. Can we finish this conversation another day?" You just nodded. "Need a ride?" Steve asked politely, his voice was soft.
"If it's not too much trouble" You let out an embarrassed laugh, and he reciprocated, smiling sideways.
The car stopped in front of your trailer, his radio was still playing a low music, and neither of you exchanged a single word during the ride. At times, you would glance at him, watching the way he was focused on the street. His unstable expression was noticeable.
As soon as you opened the car door, you were hesitant to look at him, but you did so either way. "Thanks, Steve. Have a good night."
He looked at you and softened his gaze. "Of course, Y/N. Say hi to your stupid brother."
 You laughed at the adjective he used to talk about Eddie, and he did the same. "Sure thing."
As soon as he left, you closed the trailer door softly and watched as your brother and Uncle Wayne were both looking at you. They had curious expressions while waiting for you to explain to them why you arrived later than you should have.
“Uh, Steve gave me a ride" You said once you took off your shoes and sat down with them on the couch.
While Wayne laughed, Eddie was trying to absorb the information. 
"Are you going to tell us what happened?" Your uncle asked. Before explaining why you came home with him, you sighed.
"I went after him at Family Video. I needed to talk to him, and clear things up. And then he offered me a ride."
"You took too long to get home and that story lasted, like, five seconds" Eddie complained. "I want all the details"
You laughed, shaking your head. "I'm going to take a shower. And I need to eat. I'll explain more during dinner.”
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You woke up to the muffled noise of Eddie's electric guitar. He was playing some Metallica songs loudly in the living room, hitting the notes and not caring if you were still asleep. 
Groaning, you put your pillow above your head and looked over your alarm clock. You still had about half an hour of sleep, but that went down the drain because your brother was being too loud. 
"Jesus, Eddie. It's Saturday, why aren't you asleep?" You ask as soon as you open your bedroom door. 
He's still wearing his pajamas, and his wavy hair looks like a bird's nest. 
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" He mocked, strumming something on his instrument. "Why am I going to waste my time in bed when I can play?"
He was playing Master of Puppets, for the hundredth time. 
You rolled your eyes into the back of your skull. "Because it's the most decent thing to do" You respond. 
This time around Christmas, the bookstore will always be filled with people buying presents, which is completely ok. But waking up at 7 a.m. on a Saturday was torture, especially because it was too cold outside.
The only good thing about it is that you get a ride with Eddie. Apart from that, everything else sucks. 
"Come on, sis. Cheer up, it's Saturday!" He said it louder, and it drove you insane. 
You just hated when he was this annoying when he knew you were still sleepy. "If you keep that cheerful look on your face, I'm going to punch you in the throat" Your voice wasn't exactly threatening, but your eyes were shooting flames.
Still, that didn't scare him. He just motioned his body, like he was protecting himself from you. He watched as you sat down on the table, preparing your breakfast. 
"You know what? I think what you need isn't exactly called breakfast. You need sex, and like, asap" He mumbled. 
You snorted and almost choked on your omelet. 
"My God, Eddie. Just shut up and play your music" You tried to avoid thinking about what he just said, it was too cringe coming from him. 
But maybe he was right. It's been a while now. 
He dropped you off right on time, as the bookstore had just opened. The weather was pretty chilly, and it felt like it was about to snow at any time. You were not a fan of snow either. Everything about winter annoyed you, especially when it was cloudy. 
Your mood was terrible, and the first hour slowly passed by. The next few hours were regularly busy, with a few people coming in and out of the store as you helped them out. 
Some were trying to make you think about banging your head on the wall. You were already rethinking your decision to work there instead of just being a painter. 
Your brother told you many times you should follow that path already, but it's the 80s, so it's not really that easy. So, while you were saving money for college, that's what you had for now. 
You were so focused on the pile of books that you didn't see when Steve showed up in the same aisle, looking for something specific. You barely dropped them on the floor after bumping into his back. 
"Oh, God. Sorry!" You said it quite fast before realizing it was him. 
"No proble- hey, Y/N" His expression changed when he looked at you. It was kind of shy, but soft. "Are you too busy right now?"
Looking down at the books you were still holding, you would say so. But for him, you would do anything right now. 
"Uh, not that much. What can I help?" You look up at him, watching his lips turn into a slight smile. You started to feel nervous. 
"I'm looking for a few comic books. I'm thinking about a surprise for the guys."
Before leading him to another aisle, you leave the pile aside on a shelf and walk up to the comics section. You take a deep breath.
"Is there anything specific you want? We literally have anything Marvel and DC related. A few Archie comics as well" He watches as you show him the huge amount of books on the shelves. He seems amused. 
"I forgot how much you know about all of these" Steve said, feeling his face flush from the comment. 
Apart from what happened, he always felt some sort of admiration for you. He was always too fascinated by you and the way you cared about people and things. 
"Yeah, I kinda like Marvel and DC. But I don't really have the time to read them. So I just make Eddie sum everything up about the stories for me" You chuckled. You always ask him to explain every issue to you shortly. 
It was the first time you saw Steve laugh. A little timid, but still a laugh. 
"I'm thinking of Spider-Man for Dustin, as always." He started, and you went looking for the comic. 
"Obviously. I'm still shocked he doesn't have a Peter Parker costume by now." You pointed it out. 
He listed the rest of his order for you, and you offered him a shopping basket so he could carry the good amount of books you just grabbed.
You led him to the counter, and he gave you the money. 
"Thank you for helping me out, really. I just… I was never interested in reading these things."
And you wouldn't know that. It's not like he still knows the Ewoks from Star Wars aren't exactly bears. But he's trying, and Robin is forcing him into it. 
"Yeah, of course. If you ever need me, you know where to find me." You started to act awkwardly now. 
For a moment, you forgot that you had humiliated him. But he seemed to be going easy on you. Both of you are actually feeling awkward now. 
Both of you were holding a weird smile, and there were a few people in line now waiting to be attended to, while he was sort of distracted. 
You really wanted to know if he still had a thing for you. 
Before leaving, he thanked you for the help and gave you another shy smile. You were still trying to keep your cool after that sudden surprise. 
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eddiemuonson · 6 months
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Star Wars - Anakin Skywalker Masterlist
Stranger Things Masterlist
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eddiemuonson · 6 months
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Anakin Skywalker
Yes, Master: Angst, fluff, smut
Be Safe: Angst, fluff, smut
Embers of Affection: Angst, fluff, smut
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Stranger Things Masterlist
Eddie Munson
Lovely Charming: Fluff, angst, f!reader
Rely on You: Fluff, smut, f!reader
My Cherie Amour: Fluff, smut, pregnant!reader
Unspoken Deside: Fluff, smut, f!reader
Biker Boy: Fluff, smut, biker!Eddie
Steve Harrington
Sweet Feelings: Fluff, f!reader
Bad Flirting: Fluff, f!reader
Taste this Moment: Fluff, smut, f!reader
Sugar Thing: Fluff, smut, f!reader
Here's your treat, Sailor: Smut, f!reader
You gotta let me know: Fluff, angst, hurt, smut, f!reader
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Omg thank you so much for writing that blurb love!! I didnt even mean to send it as a request it was just more of my brain rot 😭 but tysm because it literally made my entire day! 💖💖💖
Eddie patiently teaching you the difference between elves and hobbits are you kidding?? And yes my entire dream is to live in a little cottage surrounded by nature so I would def move with him to The Shire.
Ty and I Luv u!!! ⭐️☀️⭐️☀️⭐️☀️
Omg jsgsfjsd I just thought it sounds too cute to not even give that a chance!! And also, of course!! I'm happy to know you like my blurbs 💜💜💜
RIGHT? I can imagine him rambling on and on about LOTR for the entire night and watching as you give him your opinion about it!! The Shire seems legit like a good place to live, and with Eddie? Count me in 😭😭😭
I love you too!! I really appreciate your support!!
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