If I Should Stay
So… I just realized I never explained the title? It’s from Eddie’s favorite song, “I Will Always Love You”. If y’all got that, kudos! If not, congrats, you’re just like me! 😂
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They leave the bathroom together, Eddie bowing dramatically as he lets Steve exit first, pulling a chuckle from Steve.
His eyes find Robin as soon as they walk into the living room. He asks a silent question with his eyes—Does she know?—and gets a silent answer: No. He sighs and turns to his sister, who is already looking at him. “Can we talk?” He asks, but she’s already standing and walking towards him.
She ruffles his hair with a familiar hand, poking his arm with her other hand as she grins at him. “Sure thing, bud. Lead the way.”
Steve pauses to sigh at Robin. “Can you brainstorm? Try to figure out how?”
Robin nods seriously. “I’ll fill them in.”
Steve nods and lets himself be led away.
As soon as they’re away from the rest, tucked away in a little side room, Alli hits him with a serious look. “What’s going on, bud? I know what you look like when you cry.” She tugs a piece of his hair and gives him a sad sort of smile.
He tries to smile, but it crumples immediately. “Sorry,” he whispers, trying not to cry.
He fails at that, too, when Alli tuts and pulls him into a hug. “It’s alright, bubba,” she murmurs. She’s taller than him, and it brings him right back to being five years old, scraping his knee outside and running to her because he knew she’d console him.
A sob tears out of his throat, and he hides his face in her neck, waiting for the tears to abate again.
Eventually they do, and he pulls back to wipe at his face, smiling at Alli when she hands him a tissue. “Sorry,” he murmurs again.
She just rolls her eyes and pokes his arm again. “Quit apologizing,” she says. “Now, what’s going on? How do I help?”
He stares at her for a moment. “I love you.”
She softens. “I love you too, bubba, but I can’t help if I don’t know what’s happening.”
“Yeah.” He takes a breath, rakes a hand through his hair. “So this is gonna sound really crazy, but I’m from four years in the future. Or I think I am. Now I’m not sure, because you’re here.”
She frowns. “Do I move, or something?”
“No. Alli…” he sighs again, scrubs a hand down his face. “You-” he swallows down tears. “You died when I was six, on a girls’ trip to Indy.”
She frowns. “That doesn’t make much sense.”
“I know.” Another sigh. He’s been doing that a lot lately, he absently thinks. “That’s why I asked Robin to figure it out.”
Alli nodded. “Your girlfriend, right? Or- no, that’s Nancy—oh, the future—”
“No,” he interrupts. Can’t help the smile. “Nancy and I… something happens, in the future, in the past, and, uh. I broke up with her?”
Alli blinks. Her expression is begging for clarification, so he sighs. “In a week she calls me—and my love for her—bullshit at a party. I don’t know how much longer it is after that, but she and Jonathan Byers hook up while we’re still technically dating.”
Alli’s eyes narrow, turn calculating. “And to think I-”
“Alli,” he pleads. “It’s okay. She didn’t do anything yet, it’s all in the future, remember? But I had four years to think on it and I realized we were never really it for each other, it was just comfortable, you know?”
Alli nods. “So… is Robin it for you?”
Steve chuckles. “In a different way, yeah. She’s my best friend in the entire world. Knows more about me than anyone else. And I’d do anything for her, and I know she’d do anything for me, but… we’re not together. And we’re never gonna get together, either. Neither of us want that.”
She nods. “But you’ve found the person who’s it for you?”
Steve bites his lip. “Maybe.”
A familiar gleam appears in her eye: the one she used to get when she’d sneak him a cookie too close to dinner time. “Oh?”
Steve worries at his lip. “Promise not to hate me?”
“I could never,” she says immediately.
“Alli,” he murmurs. Hates how his voice is shaking. “I need you to promise me, please.”
She stoops to look him in the eye. “I promise,” she says seriously. “I could never hate you, Steve.”
He takes a breath, nods. “Out there right now. Um.” Another breath. “His name is Eddie.”
She grins at him. “I met him. Damn, bubba, you have a type, huh?”
Steve blushes scarlet. “Shut up,” he mumbles, but leans toward her when she tugs him into a hug, hums when her lips press to the top of his head.
“Hey.”
He lifts his head. “Yeah?”
“You know my friend Cassidy?”
Steve narrows his eyes in thought, then nods. “Yeah, you’ve known her forever.”
“Yeah.” She bites her lip on her smile, nods.
“Oh,” he whispers, then begins to laugh. “What are the odds?”
“What are the odds indeed,” she laughs.
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