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marleyin · 2 years

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II. CORRUPT

S.H. x Hopper! Fem! Reader

[EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE series masterlist]

Chapter 3

You weren’t going to let him corrupt your mind like that, he was probably doing that on purpose, more than likely. To take your heart like that and then smush it into the ground. But a small part of you in the back of your head made you want it to be true. You sorta wanted Steve to actually like you, you had no clue why- you just did.

Walking over to your locker you over hear Steve startle Nancy and you turn to see him twirl her around. God that smile he gave towards her was something. Wishing that he smiled at you like that he then saw you slam your locker and walk off to 7th period Math, which you also had with him. He looked worried, not that you could see- but he wanted to make sure that you were okay. He didn’t know why he wanted to ask you, but he did.

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Math went by slow, very slow. You were taking notes and drawing your teacher as a clown on the paper. “Y/n, answer to question 14?” “27?” You reply fast knowing that you meant to say 26. “26, that’s alright though-” she tried to reassure you. “Yeah I didn’t mean to say 27…” you play with your pencil to only get some giggles from the class. You turn to see the people who were laughing but when you looked around Steve was the only one not smiling- hell he was even taking notes. That’s a first. Shaking your head you go back to working some problems.

“Y/n! Wait up!” It was Steve again, sighing you turn back around to see what he had to say this time. “Yes, what do you want now?” He straightened his back and put a hand through his hair. “I was wondering if you were okay? Like before math I saw you slam your locker and all plus-” “I’m alright, don’t worry?” You cut him off, him being worried about you was strange- very strange. Probably the weirdest thing that’ll happen to you today. “Oh alright..” he says waving a goodbye to you, you wave back and go to the front of the school to get your bike. Your dad was busy today so you grabbed the bike from under the deck and went off to school that way.

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“HOLY SHIT Y/N WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” Dustin yells into the Walkie-Talkie. You run to your closet and grab the walkie-talkie from your ‘adventure’ bag and pull up the antenna. “Okay Okay! Stop with the yelling I’m here!” Rolling your eyes you wait to hear what he says. “Oh my god when the party and I were walking through the woods last night we found some girl that had a buzz cut! Over.” ‘A buzz cut?’ You thought, that sounded familiar in so many ways- maybe from some news articles? “Woah, does she speak at all?” You question sitting down onto the floor. “Nope! Only a few words, I keep on saying that she was a science experiment but Mike and Lucas won’t believe me! Over.” “Dustin where are you? …over.” You grab your bag and leave to put your shoes back on. “Uh at Mike’s!” You curse to yourself as you make it out the door. “Alright be there in a jif! Over.” “Fuck fuck fucking shit.” You say out-loud realizing that you have to be at Nancy’s now. You didn’t want to see her now, and not today. Putting on your helmet you ride off to the Wheeler house.

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Ringing the door bell you wait for Nancy or anyone to open it. Nancy pulls the door open to see you taking off your helmet. “Your little dipshit here?” “Yeah in his roo-” you cut her off by walking right in and going upstairs. As you were walking you run into Steve, literally. “You’re here?” He asks in confusion. “Friends with her brother and his friends.” You state pointing to his door with your head. He nods and you walk to the door and knock on it. “Dustin it’s me y/n!” You yell waiting for a response. He doesn’t open it. You sigh and do the secret knock to let him know that it’s you and not some random shapeshifting alien. He opens the door and drags you inside, “Look!” He says, last thing Steve hears till the door gets closed again. He turns back around to Nancy’s room realizing that you’re friends with a group of middle schoolers.

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“That’s her?” You say pointing towards the girl that’s wearing mikes sweats. “Yes, her name’s Eleven but we call her El for short.” Mike states crossing his arms. “El huh, why so?” Asking so you can get more evidence on why Dustin calls her an experiment. “She has 011 tattooed on her wrist.” “Oh my god she is an experiment!” You say putting your hands on your hips and turning to Dustin. “See!” He responds in happiness seeing that someone also agreed with him. “We have to tell someone,” Lucas interrupts, we turn to him. “We can’t just let some girl who doesn’t know that much English be roaming around!” He states going to open the door. He opens it but it gets grabbed by his hand by a force and slammed plus locked. Everyone now in shock turn back to see Eleven with blood dripping down her nose. “No.” She states, we all stand there in shock.

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Leaving mikes room after figuring out the plan, your face is still in shock. ‘Oh she’s definitely a science experiment…’ thinking you don’t even look where you’re going and bump into Nancy. “Oh shit sorry.” You say dropping down to pick her stuff up. “Didn’t see you there…” “It’s alright.” She states grabbing more things from you, you sigh and stand up handing her the notebook. “So how’s school been?” You ask her, you haven’t spoken to her in 2 years, after that dance situation you sorta kicked everyone out of your life due to trust issues.

“Oh it’s been alright, I have a boyfriend now, Barbra’s another friend of mine…” you could tell that she was hurt that you left her out in the dust. “Hey look- I’m sorry for leaving you in a ditch like right after my 9th grade formal..” you look down in disappointment, knowing she doesn’t have to accept the apology. “It’s alright, I remember hearing about what had happened…” she states with a endearing smile. Smiling back you nod, “So how’s it going with Steve?” “Oh him? He’s nice, a real gentleman.”

Nodding you look around, “That’s nice to hear, hey has he been acting weird lately? I’ve been noticing it…” She looks at you like you over heard their conversation. “Yes…he has?” “Oh I just saw him checking up on random people, you know people he never speaks to.” She tilted her head in confusion, “He has?” You nod with biting your lip in awkwardness. “Yeah, a lotta people..” She nods looking to her right and away from you. “So I’ll get goin-” “Do you want to go to Steve’s little hang out tonight?” She cuts you off as you then stop walking down the stairs.

“What?” You ask looking back at her. “Barb and I are gonna be at Steve’s tonight, do you want to go too by any chance?” She waits for an answer and you think. Thoughts flood your head more and more. What if this is some sick joke, but Nancy has been nice lately- she hasn’t been a jerk yet. “I don’t know if my dad would let me…” She sighs, “Alright be at my house by 7, Barb will be here at 7:30.” You nod, “Ok sure…why not?” Returning the nice smile she gave she nods. “Tonight, please be here.” “I’ll be there for ya Nance, don’t worry.” You state giving her a smile and a goodbye. You’re glad that you’re there for a friend again.

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Sitting at the dinner table with your dad the quietness over comes your both. It’s awkward and he knows your keeping something from him. “What do you need sweetie?” You place your fork down, “Can you drop me off at Nancy’s at 7?” “Seven?” He states placing his napkin down. “Yeah she needs help in her business tech class so I thought I’d help her out, plus she asked me.” You straighten up your back, serious tone coming out to convince your dad. He looks at you with a eyebrow furrowing stare. “No boys right?” You nod, “Only her nerdy brother that I play DND with is there.” Stating your final sentence. “Alright, but don’t stay out too late.” “Got it.” Going back to eating your stomach still turning from lying.

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“Hello Mrs. Wheeler, is Nancy here?” You ask with your bag over your shoulder. “Yes she is, are you also going to be studying with barb and her?” She asks you with her hand on her hip. “Yes! We really have some catching up to do in class.” You state with a smile. She nods and lets you in.

“Y/n?” Mike asks while at the dinner table with the rest of the party. “Hey.” You say waving at them. “Hello sir.” You say towards Mr. Wheeler, he nods in response. “You can go up to my room.” Nancy states as she grabs her plate from the table. Nodding you go upstairs and into her room.

Turning on the light you see an array of light links and yellows plastered all over. It looks like nothing compared to your room that looks like a total mess. “Wow…” Walking around you go over to her bedside table and look at the photo booth photos she has. One particular catching your eyes.

The one with Steve kissing her.

God he’s head over heels for her. You look closer at it and see his hand on her waist, her sitting on his lap and the smiling. God it hurt, you didn’t know why- not like you had a crush on the guy. He was strange, but you didn’t have a crush on him.

The door opens a little more and Nancy sees you looking at the photo. You turn to her with a smile, “You guys are really cute.” She smiles and nods, “First guy that I could trust.” “Yeah seems like it…” you guys then wait for barb to come, noticeably she comes earlier and the 3 of you are off to Steve’s.

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magnoliabutters · 2 years

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pairing: steve harrington x eddie munson

summary: dustin unknowingly orchestrates steve and eddie’s first date

warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; the unbearably cute fluffs, friday the 13th spoilers, i’ll proof read it one day, indirect mentions of anxiety, etc.

word count: ~3.3k

inspired by: @lunaraindrop; your wish is my command. i hope i did your idea justice <3

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“The things I do for you, kid,” Steve says with a roll of his eyes. Dustin stands in front of him with that gleaming smile. “Yes, trust me. You won’t regret this,” he shares as he excitedly sits in Steve’s car. “We haven’t even hung out since everything happened,” Steve whines. His hand pushes his hair back, creating that iconic lopsided look. His other hand grips hard against the steering wheel. Dustin looks over to him with a dumbfounded look. “Dude, you guys were so close when you were fighting Vecna. Why would that change now?” he asks.

Steve shakes his head as he pulls into the Henderson’s driveway. “I’m just over thinking it,” he mumbles under his breath. Dustin watches with a confused eye, curious as to why his confident friend is suddenly “over thinking” things. He chuckles as he says, “Okay.” He opens the passenger door and steps out. Before walking off, he leans back into the rolled down window. “His place at 8pm. Don’t be late,” he demands. Steve looks back at him with a face of disgust, as though he has insulted him. “I know, I know. Okay,” he says as he gestures towards Dustin to leave. Dustin waves goodbye as he walks up towards his front door.

With a deep breath, Steve begins to back up his car. He felt this uncomfortable tightness in his chest. Unsure of where the feeling was coming from, he coughs and places his hand upon his chest to rid himself of the feeling. This sensation always happens to make its appearance when he’s brought up. Even the side thought of him has Steve catching his breath. He’s never felt this way about anyone, let alone another man. What was it about him that has Steve always losing his breath? He’s just a normal guy, an outcast maybe if one was to get specific. There is nothing about this man that should make Steve feel this way.

“Yeah, hello,” Eddie says as he picks up the receiver. “Hey Eddie! It’s Dustin-” Before he can finish his sentence, Eddie shouts back into the phone, “Henderson! What are we thinking for tonight?” He reaches for the Jif’s peanut butter container at the back of his kitchen cabinet. “Jason Voorhees or The Thing?” he asks as he grabs hold of a spoon and dips it into the container. He places the full spoon’s worth of peanut butter into his mouth as he holds the phone between his cheek and shoulder. “Uh yeah, about that. Maybe we should wait on choosing the movie,” Dustin says hesitantly. Eddie’s eyes widen, his face deadpans.

With the spoon still in his mouth, Eddie mumbles, “What?! Are you cancelling?” Dustin quickly reassures him with a string of no’s. It leaves Eddie with a raised brow and a confused expression. “You know how we wanted to watch a horror flick with just us?” he asks. Eddie’s lip lifts as he removes the spoon from his lips. “Yes,” he grumbles. “Well, I may have invited someone,” Dustin answers with his voice raising. Eddie leans over his kitchen counter, switching the phone onto his other shoulder. “Uh huh. And who did you invite?” he asks with his lips pursed. “Steve?” he responds with an elongated, high pitched “e” at the end of his sentence.

Eddie grabs hold of his phone in one hand and his spoon in the other. He places both onto the kitchen counter as he leans his head down onto the cool surface. With a deep breath, he slowly raises the phone to his ear. “Steve Harrington will be watching horror flicks with us tonight,” he repeats. Dustin responds with a simple, “Yup.” He drags his hand across his face. He was so in the mood to hang out and have a good time with his bud. He always feels so on edge when Harrington’s there. It’s almost as though he is always busy trying to prove himself as the better friend. He forces himself to focus on the stupid things, like who makes Dustin laugh the most. He tries not to be jealous of Steve, but it is hard not to when Dustin always talks of him like he walks on water.

Dustin clears his throat, pulling Eddie from his thoughts. “Is that okay, Eddie?” he asks. “Yeah, that’s alright,” he responds carelessly as he dips his spoon back into the Jif’s. “I’ve been meaning to catch up with him since all this shit went down,” he shares. He plunges the spoon into his mouth, dragging it back out against his front teeth. “Awesome! I’m so excited,” Dustin says. Eddie notes how evident his excitement is through the phone. This hang out clearly means a lot to him. That is the only reason you would assume Steve would be coming by, for Dustin. Eddie would do anything for Dustin. He is practically his own blood. “One awkward movie night it is,” he mumbles to himself as he trades his peanut butter for a cold beer.

“Okay, so I was thinking we could watch The Thing! That movie scared the shit out of me when I was a kid,” Dustin expresses with a smile as he gets out of Steve’s car. He hooks his backpack over his shoulder. “When you were a kid? You’re still a kid, Henderson,” Steve retorts as he closes his driver’s side door. “Either way, that movie is way scarier than some random mom going around killing everyone,” he mutters as he steps onto Eddie’s front porch. Steve rolls his eyes as he gestures for Dustin to knock on the door. He trails behind him as he steps onto the Munson porch.

Steve’s heart is racing faster and faster with each step closer to the trailer’s door. His breathing heavies as he stands outside the door waiting for Eddie to open the door. The tightness in his chest expanding. He nonchalantly wipes the sweat from his hands onto his jean’s pant leg. Why are you so nervous? Steve thinks to himself. It’s just Munson.

As he knocks, Dustin turns back to Steve and shoots him an excited smile. Steve shines a sarcastic one as he shoves his car keys into his jacket. “Henderson!” Eddie shouts as he quickly opens the door. Dustin laughs as he grips onto the VHS’ in his hands. “Welcome, Harrington,” Eddie says as he gestures for the boys to walk in. Dustin gleefully makes his way to the couch. Steve walks through the threshold and gives Eddie a hesitant nod. He follows Dustin to the couch and takes a seat beside him.

Eddie closes the front door. He walks over to the kitchen and offers, “Beer?” Steve answers, “Yeah, sure.” Dustin raises his hand, “Oh, me too.” In unison, Eddie and Steve respond “no” with a laugh. It catches them both off guard as they make eye contact. Steve was the first to pull his eyes away. Dustin sits with his hands in his lap and a sour puss face. Eddie returns and hands a cold beer to Steve. He nods as he reaches for the bottle. “Thank you,” he expresses.

Dustin smiles as he’s handed a can of coke by Eddie. “So, what movie are we going to start with?” he asks. Eddie places his beer onto the side table. He releases a loud breath as he sits down onto his loveseat. He raises his hands and shares, “I’m down for some Friday the 13th.” Dustin clucks his tongue to the roof of his mouth as he turns his focus towards Steve. “What about you?” he asks. Steve takes in a sharp breath. “Actually, I was thinking about Friday the 13th too,” he replies.

Dustin’s face drops in shock. Steve quickly backtracks, attempting to justify his answer. “Well, the Thing is so long and it kind of drags out,” he shares. “And Friday the 13th is a classic. I mean, who would’ve thought someone’s mom would be out here killing people?” Eddie laughs, “I know right? She definitely had a good reason, but you wouldn’t expect some 40-year-old to be killing people all brutal like that.” Steve smiles towards Eddie. “Yeah, you get it,” he says as he motions towards him. Dustin looks between the two boys. His eyes narrowed as he is annoyed with being outvoted. “Okay, put it in I guess,” he mumbles.

Eddie laughs as he turns towards Dustin. “Woah, woah, woah! Are we not going to do popcorn?” he asks with arms raised. Steve raises his bottle in agreement. Dustin’s lips part as he watches both of his idols horrified at the thought of a movie without popcorn. “You’re right, you’re right! I totally forgot,” he says as he digs into his backpack. He pulls out two Popsecret boxes of microwaveable popcorn. “Alright, I’ve got natural and butter flavor,” Dustin shares. Eddie and Steve casually say in unison, “Butter.” They look at each other in suspicion. “Butter’s the best,” Eddie adds. “Yeah, who would even choose natural?” Steve questions. Dustin interjects, “Well, honestly, I’m a big fan of natural. Butter sometimes can put a bad taste in my mouth-” “Blasphemy,” Eddie dramatically shouts. Steve laughs as he leans back into the couch. Dustin switches glances between the two men as he stands to walk over to Eddie’s kitchen.

Steve looks over to Eddie. Eddie’s hands are intertwined. His large rings grinding against each other. Steve’s heart races as he clears his throat. “So, what’re your thoughts on pizza?” he asks with his hand on his chin. Eddie laughs as he takes a sip of his beer. “I’m a fan,” he nods as he sloshes the beer in his mouth. He finds Steve’s question beautifully random and all the more amusing. With a sip of his beer, he adds, “I’m a pepperoni and sausage kind of man.” Steve slowly laughs as he takes a sip of his own beer. “What? Let me guess. You're a plain cheese pizza guy, huh Harrington?” he asks. Steve shakes his head as he swallows his sip. “Actually, my go-to is pepperoni and sausage,” he says with a chuckle.

“Okay, dude, that’s freaky,” Eddie says. “What’s your favorite fruit?” he asks with his brows raised in skepticism. Steve smiles as he understands where he is taking the conversation. “Okay, yeah. I’m a fan of pineapple,” he shares. Eddie’s mouth drops. “I fucking love pineapple,” he whispers back. The tightness in Steve’s chest gradually dissipates without him even realizing. It is replaced with joy. “Alright, alright. Here’s a tricky one. What was your favorite TV show growing up?” he asks as he gestures for Eddie’s response. Eddie takes a second to think. He bites his lip. He wants to make sure he gets the answer right. He is unsure of whether he wants his answer to match Steve’s or not. “Tom and Jerry,” he blurts.

Steve laughs aloud as he claps his hands together. “No fucking way dude! I love Tom and Jerry!” he replies. Eddie releases his breath, not even realizing he held it in. He receives a mixture of relief and satisfaction in hearing that Steve has the same answer. Dustin yells from the kitchen. “What’re you guys talking about?” Eddie turns towards him, “Tom and Jerry! You know the one where the mouse keeps kicking the cat’s ass.” Dustin laughs, “Oh yeah! I’m more of a Scooby Doo kind of guy.” He shrugs as he continues making the group’s popcorn. Eddie returns his gaze back to Steve. His eyes curious as to what other things the two may have in common with each other.

“Let’s do one more before Henderson’s back with the popcorn,” Steve suggests. Eddie nods as he thinks of his next question. “Um,” he thinks aloud. His hands patting against his knees. Steve watches him in excitement. The feelings in his chest now replaced with a lightness - a feeling of hope. “If you could only have one type of cereal for the rest of your life, which one would you choose?” he asks. Steve responds with a sound of excitement. “That’s a good one,” he shares. Eddie smiles confidently, “I know right?” Steve pushes his mouth to one side as he deeply considers his options. “See, the part you added about ‘the rest of my life’ is really getting to me. Like I love Cheerios, but would I eat that for ‘the rest of my life’?” he says with a finger to his chin. Eddie shrugs as he agrees, it is quite a difficult question.

Steve takes a heavy sigh as he leans his elbows onto his knees. Eddie watches in complete anticipation, hanging on to every movement from Steve’s body. “Alright,” he says. “I’m going to have to go Honey Comb.” Eddie suddenly pretends to faint. His body lays limp within the chair. Steve jumps in his seat with excitement. “No fucking way! You’d choose Honey Comb too?” he asks. “I fucking love Honey Comb cereal, dude! That’s nuts,” Eddie exclaims.

Dustin walks from the kitchen with two bags of popcorn in his hands. He shakes his head as he confidently watches his two mentors get along so well. He is convinced that he’s paired the two together, destined them for a fantastic friendship. All he has ever wanted was his two friends to hang out. He always knew that they would get along so well. They are practically the same person, just with different societal roles.

Eddie takes another sip of his beer. A huge smile sprawled across his face as he presses his lips against the beer’s surface. His eyes remain on Steve. Steve smiles as he takes a sip of his own drink. He leans further back into the couch, crossing his leg over the other. He looks up to Dustin as he carries the popcorn. “Okay, so this bag is for you two since you’re addicted to butter,” he says as he hands the bag to Steve. “This one’s all mine,” he adds as he sits down next to Steve. “Let’s do this,” Eddie exclaims as he rubs his hands together.

As Dustin places the VHS into the player, Eddie begins to subtly move his chair closer to the couch to have a better view of the screen. Steve watches him as Eddie’s brows furrow in frustration. “Eddie, just come sit up here,” he says as he pats the cushion next to him. His chest feels vulnerable as the words escape his mouth. Breathing becomes difficult again. He did not understand why the request held so much weight on him.

Eddie smiles at Steve’s suggestion. He nods as he moves to sit next to Steve. The boys were in his trailer, but Eddie was still thankful that Steve invited him over to the couch. As he sits beside him, Eddie feels the sensation of electricity between him and Steve. He prays he is not the only one who feels it. He does not understand this desire to remain close to Steve, but he is thankful that he is able to without much effort. This need, this compulsion, is quite new. Eddie remembers hints of these feelings back when they fought against Vecna, but he always assumed it had more to do with fighting for his life than being close to Steve.

Dustin returns back to Steve’s other side once pressing play on the VHS player. “Oh shit. Okay, I know I was really hoping to watch ‘The Thing,’ but I’m actually super excited to watch this,” he excitedly says. Steve changes his gaze to Dustin. His eyebrows push together in confusion. “Wait, have you not seen this before?” he asks. Dustin shook his head as he threw popcorn into his mouth. “Shit, Henderson,” Eddie mutters as he places his head into his hands. “What?!” he shouts. “I swear to God if you get nightmares from this,” Steve adds. Dustin rolls his eyes as he pushes his back onto the couch. “I’m not a kid, guys. I’m not going to have nightmares,” he retorts with a roll of his eyes and a loud sigh.

Eddie adds under his breath, “He’s going to have nightmares.” Steve nods his head in agreement. “Yup. Cue the late night phone calls,” he adds. Eddie sits up from the couch and turns towards Steve. “Wait, you get those too?” he laughs. Steve chuckles alongside him as Dustin shushes them both. “The movie’s about to start. Shut up,” he says as he takes another bite of popcorn. Steve smiles as he turns towards Eddie and offers him the bag of popcorn. Eddie grins as he reaches into the bag to get a piece. They both hyper focus on keeping their bodies from touching throughout the movie, unsure of how they may react if even their knees touched.

“Wait, so Jason’s not even in this one?!” Dustin shouts as he turns towards Steve and Eddie. His face expressing betrayal with popcorn crumbs throughout his shirt. Steve nods as he watches Dustin in amusement. “We told you. It was the mom all along,” Eddie shares with a chuckle. “Well, why am I seeing this dude walking around with a hockey mask then?” Dustin asks with his arms raised toward the television. Steve brushes the hair out of his face as he looks over to him. “Jason Voorhee’s actually first shows up in Part 2,” he shares. Dustin rolls his eyes and raises his hands in defeat. “What the shit,” he grumbles. “We’ll just have to watch that next,” Eddie says. Dustin nods and looks towards Steve for his approval. Steve is late to noticing and hurriedly nods his head as he turns towards Eddie.

Dustin smiles. “Alright, so we’re doing Part 2 tomorrow then?” he asks. Eddie laughs as he raises from the couch, “I guess so.” Steve follows his lead and pats his hands against his thighs. He shrugs in compliance. “Awesome,” he exclaims. He turns towards Steve and quickly says, “I’m going to use the bathroom real quick and then we can head out?” Steve nods and shoots him an encouraging smile.

Eddie walks over to the kitchen and reaches for a new bottle of beer. Steve leans onto the counter. He clears his voice to end the tangible silence between the two of them. Eddie meets Steve on the counter and turns his head to the side. He gazes over Steve’s nervous eyes. “What do you think about coming back here after you drop Henderson off?” he asks. Tightness grows within Eddie’s chest. His heart feels as though it is going to explode. He did not expect this reaction from his suggestion. Seconds feel like hours as Eddie desperately waits for some reaction from Steve.

Suddenly, a smile appears from Steve’s lips. “Yeah, I can make my way back here. What are you thinking? Should we watch ‘The Thing?’” he asks. The tightness in Eddie’s chest disappears as he hears those words leave Steve’s mouth. It is replaced with excitement, desperately excited for when he returns. When it is just the two of them. Steve takes slow breaths as he attempts to cool his face. His cheeks redden at Eddie’s idea. Eddie replies, “Sounds like a plan.” Steve smiles, but immediately turns towards Dustin as he returns to the Munson living room. He drops his smile as he realizes Dustin noticed his happiness. “Ready to go, Henderson?” he asks. Dustin nods as he grabs his backpack from beside the couch.

“Alright, Henderson. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Eddie says as he walks towards the door. He holds his front door open as he watches Dustin and Steve make their way. “See yah,” Dustin mutters as he waves goodbye. As Steve walks by, Eddie holds his breath. He watches him closely for any subtle communication. Steve smiles as he walks by. “I’ll see you later,” he whispers. Eddie nods with a smirk as he watches Steve walk out the door and down his front steps.

note: oh my gerd. what have i done? i’m def writing more. i'm hoping i had an equal level of pining between the two of them <3 let me know your thoughts! don’t forget those rebloggggsssssss puhleeezzeeee

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