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hairmetal666 · 2 months

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Steve doesn't date, not anymore. He goes to bars, clubs, picks people up and makes it clear it's just for the night; that it can't, won't, be for anything more.

He falls too fast and too hard; wants so badly to be loved that he loses himself to it. So, he doesn't date and he's fine. More than fine, actually. Not worrying about finding someone, about falling in love, lets him truly enjoy his life; maybe for the first time since childhood.

He goes with Robin to visit her parents in Hawkins, wakes up at the ass crack of dawn to go for a run. With the sun barely up, he doesn't expect to come face-to-face with Eddie Munson, smoking on a park bench.

They startle each other in the early Hawkins quiet, Eddie jumping hard enough that he drops his cigarette into the dirt at his feet.

"Christ, Harrington!" He snarls a little.

"Fuck, Eddie." Steve fights to catch his breath. "What are you doing out this early?"

He glances up, finds Eddie's eyes raking over this body in a way that makes him go hot all over.

"Haven't been home yet." Eddie smirks. And he can see that's true, Eddie is fully dressed, faint lines of mascara trail across his cheeks.

"Had a show?"

"Something like that." Eddie's cheeks pink, and he pulls a chunk of hair over his face.

Understanding dawns, and Steve points at him, delighted laugh bubbling in his throat.

"Don't--"

"You had an all night Hellfire meeting?" Steve cackles.

"Shut--Harrington, shut-up." But he's smiling too. "I'm in town this weekend. Dustin insisted!"

"You can tell him no, you know?" Steve giggles.

"Like you ever could."

Eddie stands then, and they hug, quick and tight. He practically crumbles into his friend's body, but then, that's nothing new. Steve breathes him in, immediately comforted by the familiarity of tobacco and leather and sweat and weed.

"I'm at Rob's. Come say hi?"

Eddie nods and they trek back together. They kept in touch, after Vecna, and their chatting is easy, like it's not been six months since the last time.

Eddie stays for breakfast tells them with a smile, "I was gonna call but--I'm moving to Chicago. That's why I'm crashing at Wayne's for now, stopped on the way--"

The rest of his words are smothered by the force of Steve and Robin's hug, Steve's heart beating an elated rhythm he doesn't bother investigating.

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When Eddie makes it to town, they hang out as constantly as an adult with a day job and a touring musician can. It's nice, good, to see Eddie sitting on their couch. To watch him smoke a joint on the balcony. To hangout in his bed as he works on new music. It's just like the summer of '86, before they all went off to find their futures.

They're closer than they've ever been. Crashing at each other's apartments, sharing clothes, meeting for coffee and drinks and meals. There's not a day or night when they're free that they don't spend together.

Steve knows he's falling for Eddie; was halfway there already, and now--well, Eddie's beautiful and funny and smart and talented. He doesn't make a move, though. Because Eddie'll leave, like they all do, and losing Eddie will crush him more than anyone else ever has.

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In June, Eddie's gone for a month, touring across the midwest. The day he's expected back, Steve's in the kitchen, rolling up fresh pasta, simmering sauce on the stove.

Robin stomps in, eyes flashing. "What are you doing?"

"Making dinner?" Steve raises an eyebrow.

"Steve."

"Robin."

They glare at each other across the kitchen. Steve breaks first. "What's wrong with making our friend dinner?"

"I don't want either of you to get hurt."

Steve freezes, swallows. "I'm not--I'm--I wouldn't."

"Just. Promise you'll be careful?"

He nods, squeezes his hands into fists. "Course, Rob."

And he means it, he really does, but when Eddie lets himself in, Steve runs to the doorway to pull his friend into a tight hug.

Eddie huffs out a burst of air on impact, laughing lightly. "Miss me, sweetheart?"

"So much," Steve whispers. He presses his nose into Eddie's neck, breathing him in, and he doesn't miss the way a kiss is pressed into his hair, the way Eddie's breathing him in too.

They fall into their natural rhythm immediately, Eddie following him to the kitchen, cooing and posturing that Steve made him dinner.

As Steve serves up the food, Eddie wraps his arms around his waist, leaning against his back. God help him, but Steve can't help relax into the hold, turning his head until their eyes meet.

Desire bleeds from Eddie's gaze, and Steve's breath hitches. He wants this so badly, knows he shouldn't, but he lets himself lean in until they share air.

But--he can't lose Eddie. He can't.

He turns away, lets the moment die. Eddie doesn't stay over that night, and Steve pretends like it doesn't make his stomach hurt.

--

They aren't as close after that.

Steve keeps telling himself it's because they're busy. The school year's starting up, Steve's got lesson plans to write; Eddie made an EP, it got interest, he's taking meetings in New York and LA. It's okay that they're spending less time together.

Until Eddie stops returning his calls.

He tries not to worry. But one call becomes two, becomes three, and he can't help it. He goes over, dread a knot in his stomach. Eddie opens the door, and he's shirtless with sweatpants slung low on his hips, hair loose and streaming around his shoulders. He looks happy.

"Steve? What are you--"

"You weren't answering my calls, and--can I come in?"

Eddie winces. "It's not a good time, Harrington."

He stands there for a second, stung, not sure what to say.

"Eddie, I--"

"Babe?" A voice calls from inside the apartment. "Who's at the door?"

Steve freezes. Can't think, can't move. He hopes it isn't obvious that his heart is shattering, but Eddie's blinking at him, panic written in the lines gathering on his forehead.

"Steve, Stevie, please," Eddie is saying, but he can't do this. He can't do this.

He walks away, all the way home, numb to everything around him.

The phone's ringing when he gets to the apartment. He ignores it. Goes to his room, locks himself in, crawls into bed.

The phone keeps ringing. He keeps ignoring it.

It isn't supposed to be like this. They weren't dating, weren't trying for a relationship; Eddie's supposed to be his. He curls into himself, sobs until his ribs hurt, until his eyes are as heavy as his heart, and he falls asleep.

--

Steve startles awake, disoriented, to someone knocking on his bedroom door. He has no idea what time it is, how long he slept, but he expects Robin to be waiting in the hall.

It's Eddie. Hair in a messy bun, face flushed, eyes too bright.

"I'm sorry," falls out of Steve's mouth before he can think of anything else.

"Steve, I--I don't--" Eddie shakes his head. "Do you want to be in a relationship with me?"

"Yes," Steve whispers. "But I can't lose you, Eddie."

Eddie reaches out, slender hand, cupping Steve's jaw. "I need you to really listen when I say this, sweetheart. You will never, ever lose me. Not a chance."

"You can't know that," Steve says. Tears break free, cascade down his cheeks. "I used to think who could ever leave me? You know, back before Nancy. But I realized that actually no one would stay. And I can't--with you I can't--"

"Sweetheart," Eddie chokes on a sob. "I'm yours. Have been for years. I will never, ever leave you, no matter what we are to each other. But I can't be in some of a relationship with you. You have me wrapped around your finger, and I--I need it all, Steve."

"I want you to have it, Eddie." He presses his hand to his heart. "This belongs to you, but I--I couldn't survive you leaving."

"I would stay, Steve. I will. I promise on everything I have, everything I am, that you would never, ever lose me."

Steve stumbles into Eddie's arms, totally gone, and their mouths meet in a clumsy kiss. It wrecks Steve, tears him apart, renders him down to his smallest parts only to build him back together. He knows now for certain that there is no one else in the world for him.

They break apart, but don't move out of each other's orbit. "I love you," Steve whispers.

"Stevie, sweetheart, I love you more than anything." His fingers wind their way into Steve's hair, gentle, holding him. "I promise you'll have me for forever--fuck, longer than forever. My soul will find yours wherever we end up. I swear it."

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kristingelatin · 5 months

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hiddenwords · 5 months

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i am trying my absolute best not to text you but it's so hard when you felt like a blanket after years of cold

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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 months

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My situationship (that is low-key falling apart) was in a long-term relationship and that he was cheating on his partner with me. And that sobered me enough to get rid of any residual feelings and hopes I had.

#dream #relationship #situationship #cheating #partner

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sad-pdf · 5 months

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Breaking off a situationship is almost harder than a break up lmao

#situationship #dating #pls save me from this

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222-justfornow-333 · 7 months

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maybe i do deserve better.. and maybe the better i deserve is just myself.

#h #situationship #heartbreak #heartache #breakup #lost love #moving on #self love #self healing #love yourself #self worth #LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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onehundredwishesss · 3 months

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How to avoid situationships in simple steps

• If he wants to be friends with you, go out more in groups instead of 1 on 1

• If he wants to be more than friends, let him know he should ask you on a date first

• Tell him you are only looking for a serious committed relationship

• Don't do relationship things if he hasn't officially asked you out to be his girlfriend

• Detach from him in order to think more rationally instead of emotionally

• 3 months rule: if he doesn't ask you to be his girlfriend in 3 months, you're out

#onehundredwishesss speaks #law of attraction #law of assumption #manifestation #manifesting #self love #loa #self confidence #affirmations #advice #relationship #dating #situationship

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pockyyasii · 27 days

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➸ ❝ oh no, i think i'm in love ! ❞ - realise the two of you are falling for eachother

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request: hi!! have you done prompts about people who are together but are trying to avoid saying they love each other? situationship or couple taking it slow kinda thing

a/n: hi! i honestly think after you realise you're in love, there's this awkward stage of second guessing or desire for the special someone, and i hope to capture this in the prompts!!

🪐 prompts by @pockyyasii.

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he offers to drive you: the first half of the car ride is just silence, but then one of you turns on the radio, but the other dislikes the station (proceeds to fight over what's playing, then one grabs the other's hand that is changing the station and holds onto it for the rest of the car ride).

^^ bonus points if the { "are you meeting with anyone?" "no, i'm just studying" } conversation happens

^^ once you reach the destination, but of you are reluctant to leave bc you just want to stay with eachother

making eye-contact in a crowded room

^^ one of you tries to mouth a word, but the other doesn't get your complicated sentence

^^ you end up mouthing "i love you" (bc you think they other can't lip-read), and the other acts like he doesn't know what you just said (but inside has a thousand butterflies)

your checking your phone every second to see if they replied to your msg

^^ if they didn't reply in 0.02 seconds you begin worrying that they're mad at you

^^ in instant blue ticks. or the "(x) is in the chat" - it shows that you're their no. 1 texting priority

^^ texting under the bed covers, at like 1:00am, and none of you are willing to go to sleep bc you don't want to stop talking

their bsf always smirks at you then nudges your crush and they're trying their hardest not to be seen

working up the courage to buy them lunch but then backing out

"so..." "so"

has a polaroid of you in his wallet

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notes: pronouns are interchangeable!! change them to your liking ♡

i'd love read your writing so like like send me and ask of your fic and i'll read it!! no credit needed <33

taglist: @yasicookies ( open )

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bestoftweets · 10 months

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#tweet #tweets #best of tweets #situationship #relationship

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thoseboysinblue · 5 months

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#christian pulisic #situationship #teaser #what nobody sees series

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kristingelatin · 24 days

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hiddenwords · 2 months

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all i'd like to know at this point is if i've done anything to make you leave or was i simply just not enough

#n #love #i love him #poetry #situationship #relationship #quotes #love quotes #poem #words i can never say #i love you #letting go #heartbreak #spilled words #thoughts #i love them #love quote #situationships

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creatingnikki · 27 days

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now there are songs on my playlist that take me back to your bedroom instantly. it feels like a scene from a movie with a montage song, when the couple is finally together and sharing cute intimate moments. this is post the talking stage, this is the cringe cute stage. can't get enough of each other, experiencing each other for the very first time. your hands on my face, my legs around you. kisses planted on the forehead, switching positions, laughing. jokes about — wow, have you paid attention to the lyrics ever? that's like a situationship playlist. laughing, looking at each other knowing that this thing that we have is anything but a situationship scene.

shall I change the playlist?

no, come here.

what do I do now? what do I do with these songs? what do I do with these memories of you? I'm not one to mind cherishing memories of people no longer in my life — in fact, I do it very well. I keep them in mint condition for decades with no intention of selling them at any point. but our memories? it's one of the first times I am having trouble cherishing such sweet moments.

I know you wish me ill. that too is new for me. what did I ever do so wrong to you other than be myself and not melt and mold my existence into the me you wanted to love and keep?

no matter how much you hate me, I wish you well. no matter, I'll continue being me.

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topperscumslut · 2 months

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on a scale from 1 to electro therapy how insane would it be of me to get a matching tattoo with him of our inside joke like we’ve “joked” about doing and then a petekey lyric “coincidentally” close to it

#thinking maybe #im sorry every songs about you #nay i shan’t #petekey #pete wentz and mikey way #pete wentz #mikey way #situationship #mcr #fob #fall out boy #my chemical romance

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howifeltabouthim · 10 months

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He didn't speak to me then, but a month later, we became lovers, of a kind. I chased him for eight months, and he was hot and cold for the duration, never sure whether he wanted me or not.

Siri Hustvedt, from The Blindfold

#hot and cold #situationship #it's complicated #lovers #unequal affections #hurtful #rejection #he's just not that into you #toxic relationship #the worst feeling #quotes #lit #words #excerpts #quote #literature #siri hustvedt #the blindfold

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guys-im-literally-spiderman · 1 month

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casual by chappell roan steddie.

like they’re hooking up and it’s totally definitely “casual” except they’re both so painful invested and upset that they don’t think the other cares.

the angst.

i need it.

#steddie #situationship #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things

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