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collectivecloseness · 1 year

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Eddie would have a Teddy bear sitting in the top corner of his bed near his pillow that he sprays with your perfume everyday so when he goes to sleep he can cuddle it, and he hopes it makes him dream about you

He absolutely does.

Eddie’s clingy. Not to a fault, but he’s a clingy boy <3

He just loves you so much. He’s a very affectionate guy, and you’re the absolute, definitive love of his life. You’re his bright light in this dim world of his, and he absolutely adores you, and the fact that you love him back just as much... it really makes him melt. Physical touch is one of his top love languages too, and he loves being surrounded by your scent whenever he’s close to you. Eddie just loves being surrounded by you. If he could die smothered, by some cloud that was just all encompassingly you, he would die happy and ascend straight to heaven, he swears.

Once Eddie’s with you, and has had nights where you’ve slept at his, or he’s slept at yours, he can’t go on with you two separated at night. It’s easier for you to be at his, because you’re both alone most of the evening/night, and Wayne didn’t mind the first time he caught you in Eddie’s bed one 7am morning, and the night after where he also saw you leaving the bathroom, when you both knew you should’ve been at home. But it’s also usually easier for him to sneak into your room, than you sneak out. Sometimes it’s hard for either to be done, especially if you know come morning people will notice if you’re not in bed, or that your metal head boyfriend is. It’s just not feasible every night, for a multitude of reasons.

Something Eddie detests. And he will proudly state it, groaning with a disgusted face, before throwing himself dramatically into your chest, and whining his entire speech about it into your warm flesh. All mumbled and tickling you, even when he’s in the throes of woe complaining.

You still get nights Eddie will crawl through your window, fuck the risk, if they’ve been nights that’re rough. Or that he really just wants to be with you. You’ll see him still crying as he lands on your floor, and you’re immediately opening up your covers, and arms. Or nights Eddie calls you in tears, or near to, and you can’t help but race over there, because the pain in his voice as he calls you is just too much for you to let him handle it alone.

But it can’t be an every night thing.

Sometimes you’ll get Eddie presents, and every single time it makes his heart burst. When you presented him with his own “eddie bear”, Eddie was delighted. He promised he’d keep it right in his bed, just as he keeps all your gifts in his room, or on his person.

Eddie would think about stealing your perfume, and obviously he’d want to replace it with a new one, it was your favourite you wore every day! He couldn’t just steal it and not replace it. Also there was no point if you started wearing a completely different scent he’d then associate you with. He even thought about balancing out the bottles, so you had as much left as you did before in this new bottle, whereas Eddie would fill the one you’d been using up to keep... but then those plans got scratched when Eddie and you had been smoking, and he blushingly, and half jokingly, confessed he wanted his bear to smell like you, with a scratch to the back of his neck. You took it into your arms and gave it a big cuddle, but when Eddie explained he wanted it to smell like you always, you actually gave him your bottle. Without a second thought. You also gave Eddie bear a kiss to his soft head, in both of your high minds happy to believe that would endow him with your true scent even more. And then you gave the real Eddie a forehead kiss too.

Sometimes Eddie will give his bear a quick hug, and a sniff, as he leaves goodbye for school, before spraying it right as he scurries to his van. So when he gets back, his room still lightly smells of you. And when he smushes his face into his bear, when he’s zoned out hanging in his room, and later when he goes to sleep, it smells of you, and not of just harsh chemicals.

Eddie will hold his bear in his arms, just when he’s living in his trailer. Chewing on his lip as he presses the soft toy to his lower face, his nose resting on top of his head while Eddie’s in his zone, either listening to music, writing a campaign, or just jamming to the own thoughts of his head. Eddie will even carry it with him, holding it by its hand, never by its neck or anything harsh, as he goes to the fridge, downs some juice, and walks back to his room, Wayne never really commenting apart from the first few times. But even all of them were light chuckles, telling Eddie what he always told him, and you, and what he told every one of his friends who knew Eddie, even sometimes in front of Eddie, that “That boy’s sweet as sugar on her.”

It was a compliment. Wayne liked you, and he knew Eddie was a softie at heart, Eddie was always himself at home. He only ever thought in was endearing, seeing Eddie carrying that bear around the rest of their home. One time Wayne nearly threw the poor bear into the wash when he was doing Eddie’s sheets - damned if the boy didn’t want his uncle to wash his sheets, he had a laundry regime in his mind, and he knew Eddie wasn’t gonna do it - and he threw his hand to his heart when he realised, before putting the bear down, back into place. He genuinely thought Eddie might’ve cried if he’d messed up his bear from you.

Eddie also didn’t know how you knew Sheriff Hopper, he knew how he knew him, but Eddie felt like he was tripping out when he heard Hopper say to you once “That kid’s sweet as sugar on you.” He had to ask you when you came back from your ‘private’ hello, if you two had taken something before and he’d forgotten. Telling you adoringly how smart you were, once he shook his head like a dog as you reminded him that that was just a phrase people used. And then he went around like a peacock, beaming, with his arm slung around you, because Sheriff Hopper thought Eddie was sweet with you. Clearly by the few times Eddie had seen you two interact, Hopper knew and, at least somewhat, liked you, so not chasing Eddie out of town for dating you was even praise in his book, never mind that. Eddie definitely amusedly slipped the fact he’d heard that ‘compliment’ from the sheriff to him, next time they spoke.

Eddie will squeeze the bear, gently, he doesn’t want to hurt them, as he turns to go to sleep. It’s become ritual now. Even the breathing sound of his nose smushed against the creature didn’t bother him anymore, his bear was calming. Especially with the fact it smelt of you. Sometimes you’d cuddle it the entire afternoon you were at Eddie’s, so it smelt of you more, occasionally with you just sitting on Eddie’s bed and, as you’re talking, Eddie leans over, and with his tongue sticking out, wordlessly plops his bear into your arms, before looking at you to keep going.

You have a couple of clothing items, including a shirt or two, you leave at Eddie’s for days you stay the night unprepared. Eddie sometimes utilises those shirts by putting them on his bear. Although if he sleeps with them, they don’t smell of you anymore come morning. But you also said you like leaving them there because then your shirts smell of Eddie, because you like the same thing! So it was a bit of a conundrum.

Next time Eddie is able to go to the right kind of shop, he’s going to buy you a teddy for the exact same reason. He already knows what animal he wants to get you.

Eddie could close his eyes, and pretend you were there with him at night, thanking him for being as lovely as you knew he was and taking such good care of his bear, and how you wanna cuddle with him too! Eddie really focuses in on its scent, because you’re the one thing that makes his thoughts peaceful enough for him to lull into sleep. Everything else that time of night is agony for him. All except you. Even the things and people he loves, he cringes at memories, or worries he’s not good enough, or that they hate him, but with you, you’ve just told him, and shown, and proven, time, and time again that Eddie’s nothing but good in your eyes. He hasn’t fucked up with you yet. Sure he can still get anxious about that, as he does with every person he cares about, but you’re just... you’re otherworldly, at reassuring him.

And oh, if Eddie could lucid dream, then every dream would be about you, he can guarantee. He sometimes just closes his eyes, inhales deep, and begs to dream about you, all until he finally drifts into darkness. Those nights where you’re still so on his mind as he slips to sleep, because of the smell, so he actually does dream of you, are massive successes in his mind! It brings him a lot of comfort to actually dream about you, especially on nights where he can feel the time passing, aching away every minute he’s not with you. Eddie always feels... he feels loved, but partly because of how much he clearly loves you, because he dreams of you! Just another reminder of his truly loving relationship. Something Eddie’s gotten right. How he’s happy right now. He always wakes with a smile when he’s dreamt of you. And he gets excited to tell you about his dream later that day! No matter what kind of dream, wink wink.

Although sometimes he has nightmares with you in, and while he will tell you those dreams also, he doesn’t like them as much! At least he can cuddle your bear that smells of you as he reaches for his phone to call you, or on very bad occasions, snatch his van keys, so he has that comfort of you right with him in grabbing distance, before he can get you for real. Just enough to calm his brain from panicking in those vital few moments before he can reach you.

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prettyboy-like-you · 2 years

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Jim sees himself in Billy. How could he not?

Hop, he fought against anything and everything as a young man. Especially himself. He broke the law. Plenty. He definitely raged against the world, in all manner of ways. Difference between him and this kid though—the reason Jim didn’t end up lashing out specifically at those around him—he always had people looking out for him who gave a half-damn.

Unlike the Hargrove kid. He had nobody. Has nobody.

Well, not anymore.

Nowadays, Billy lives with Hopper and El in their weird little world. Jim, he put that scurge on humanity, Neil Hargrove, behind bars where his kind belongs.

So.

Billy isn’t an outsider looking in anymore. He isn't alone. He’s accepted, warts and all. Billy is shown he can change the ways he interacts with the world around him, if he wants to—and he does. He’s allowed to try; allowed to explore who he his; allowed to make mistakes and learn from them.

And he soon finds out he’s loved for it, actually. Billy is loved, just for being Billy because as it happens, in a sort of strange (it's not really) turn of events, the kid is kind of a sweetheart.

Hop does attempt to uphold the 3 inch gap rule whenever the Harrington kid comes over at first but yeah, no. That ain’t happening. And honestly, fair play to them. Because Billy's not a kid anymore, he’s eighteen years old and Hop? Well, he understands. Just like he now gets his teen daughter El deserves her correct amount of privacy, too. Boundaries, Joyce calls it. So, yeah, Jim knows that Billy’s a man now, a man with a right to set his own boundries and hell, Hop can respect that.

But.

If he hears so much as a peep—anything at all he and Joyce or El don’t need to be hearing? It’ll be sleepovers at the Harrington residence only.

Billy, he says, “Fairs fair,” when Hop tells him that. And, also, a little quiter, says, “Thanks, man. Really.”

And the three of them? (Well, seven, if you're counting Joyce and Steve and Mike and Max when any or all of them are over), they’re doin' okay. Better than okay, actually.

They're pretty damn great.

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