Murray, after watching Steve and Eddie for all of five seconds, confidently walks up to them and starts his whole spiel about pining blah blah etc etc, and like, Steve will absolutely not have that, there is no way.
So he snorts, looks at Murray down his nose, and with zero hesitation lies, tells him “We’ve been dating for a month, congrats on seeing the obvious... Or not since you couldn’t tell”
He just hopes Eddie will play along. Steve is sending him the strongest signals with his mind right now, and, just, he knows Eddie can be petty like this too (that’s why he likes him so much, and yeah Murray is a little right but fuck him so much more for it)
Eddie ‘lives for the bit and to fuck with people’ Munson does not disappoint. He slings an arm around Steve and is like “Yeaaahhh wow, real clever observation there buddy.” In the driest tone imaginable
And Murray, well he was sure he was right, still kind of is sure he’s right so he just squints at them for a bit and then breaks out in a wide grin, and only sounds a little sarcastic when he says “Congrats on figuring your shit out yourselves.”
Except he absolutely does not mean it because he wanted to do that, he likes doing that. And now he's sulking and will watch them so closely because something seems off
Eddie and Steve, so committed to the bit and to not let Murray win, start fake dating. All while Murray tries to catch them in their lie, and they’re all too stubborn to give up
Murray starts to slowly think he maybe was wrong though because they really seem like a couple. And even though there’s still something there he can’t ignore the proof.
When they straight up make out in front of him, and he can tell that they’re so lost in each other they probably don’t know he’s there he's about to concede
But then after that, they act so weird around each other again? It’s like before but worse and how did the pining get worse when they’re actually openly together? Regularly have their tongues down each other's throats and all?
Meanwhile, Steve and Eddie are going through it because they thought they’d be okay but that kiss was so much, and oh god they don’t think they can do this? But they can’t let Murray win?
A week and a half later at their monthly 'we survived the apocalypse, again' get-together at Hoppers and Joyce’s, Murray just gets enough of how twitchy they are. He grabs them both and locks them in a closet and is like “I don’t wanna know anymore, whatever fight you had or didn’t figure it out”
They sort of stand there shuffling from foot to foot not marking eye contact until Eddie is just like “Oh for fucks sake, I like you for real okay? The bastard was right so can we actually just date? Please?” And all Steve's can do is say "Thank god," while he smiles the most blinding smile and grabs Eddie by his collar pulling him in for a kiss
Fifteen minutes later they come out of the closet (the irony and symbolism is not lost on them) all disheveled and a little too satisfied looking and are met with very loud screaming from all the younger teens, ranging from a simple “Ew!” (Mike) to “Dude we are right here what if we'd heard? Or walked in there and seen?” (Dustin)
They’re lucky they’re too distracted by this to see Murray's self-satisfied smirk because if they did they would have pretend broken up and there would have been another month of sneaking around but this time actually dating and pretending they weren’t
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Been thinking about that discourse over Eddie smelling bad and
I agree with everyone saying that this is incredibly gross and classist and just generally incorrect, but this ain’t about that. Someone said, offhandedly as a joke, that Eddie “doesn’t use 9-in-1 shampoo” and I had a thought. I get those a lot.
Imagine that yes, he doesn’t use ‘9-in-1,’ but he does use a very generic store brand shampoo. Which works perfectly well! His hair is clean, shiny, and smells amazing. I’ve used the generic stuff many times in my life and my hair has never been anything less than fucking fabulous. But our dear Farrah-Fawcett-Spray boy Steve gets very Shocked Pikachu Face about it.
They get into an (extremely mild) argument over this, with Steve reasoning that proper hair care is important, and Eddie countering that he’s done it this way for X amount of years already and his hair is FINE thank you very much (a fact that Steve, with how much he loves running his fingers through said hair when they’re in bed, should be well aware of).
Until Steve, caught up in the moment (or so he says later), turns to Wayne, who’s sitting off to the side reading a newspaper, and says “Wayne, back me up on this!”
And Wayne - beautiful, balding man that he is - slowly lowers his paper and says, completely deadpan, “Son, look me in the eye and then ask me that again.”
(Years later, Eddie still won’t let Steve live it down, and bringing it up just gets even funnier to him the older (and balder) Wayne gets.)
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If I Should Stay
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Eddie shifts nervously as he waits for Steve to open the door. He’s halfway expecting Robin, which is why he completely blanks when Allison opens the door instead.
She casually leans against the doorframe and crosses her arm, raising a judgmental eyebrow. “Yes?”
He winces. “Is Steve home?”
“Maybe.” She studies her nails. “Why should I let you see him?”
He takes a deep breath. “I fucked up,” he says, more confidently than he feels. “I’d like to apologize.”
She hums. “And if he decides not to forgive you?”
Eddie spreads his hands hopelessly. “I’d deserve it.”
She tilts her head. “Would you keep trying?”
“It depends on how I feel he means it, what you say, and how he responds to it when I do try again. If I do.”
“Damn,” Allison says, smiling. “I like you.”
Eddie blinks. “Thank you?”
She pats him on the shoulder. “C’mon in. Just know I was the one who taught Steve how to swing a baseball bat.” She smirks as she shuts the door behind him.
Eddie gulps as Steve calls from the kitchen, “Al? Who’s- oh,” he says, walking into the living room and stopping short at the sight of Eddie.
He’d had half a smile on his face that quickly drops at the sight of Eddie. Eddie feels his heart drop in tandem. “Steve,” Eddie says, begs. “Can… can I talk to you?”
Steve looks at him for a moment, then glances behind him to toss a hand towel back in the kitchen. He clenches his jaw and nods. “Sure.”
Allison slips past him and ruffles Steve’s hair on her way to the kitchen. “Asshole,” he mutters.
“Bitch,” she calls back at him before the door shuts behind her.
Eddie snorts, then sobers when Steve raises a brow his direction. “Sorry, I’m not laughing at you, just… is that what having a sibling is like?”
Steve’s expression softens as he glances behind himself. “Yeah.”
Eddie takes a breath and glances at the ground, building his courage, before looking up at Steve. “I’m sorry. I didn’t give you any chance to speak, I just assumed and when you didn’t say anything—again, because I didn’t give you a chance to—I took it as confirmation.” He shifts. “I’m not… this isn’t an excuse, okay? It’s an explanation. And it’s me saying I’m not willing to let it get in the way of us before we’re even a thing. I’m a runner. If things don’t go my way, if they get hard, if I get scared—hell, especially when I get scared—I run. I run, and I hurt people.” He takes a breath and looks Steve in the eye. His hands are shaking. “Like you. I hurt you, and I’m sorry. And I’m… I’m not going to run. Not now. Not later. I do believe you’ve changed—the past few days are evidence enough—and I want to get to know you.”
Steve takes an eternity—five seconds—to process his words. “What you said hurt me,” he says quietly. “And I’m not sure I can get over it just like that.”
“I’ll grovel every day if I have to. Until you believe me.”
Steve offers him a half smile. “That’s the thing. I do believe you, Eds. And I want us to be okay again. But I think it’s gonna take some time.”
Eddie nods. “If there’s anything I can do, to prove I mean it…”
Steve offers him a cheeky grin, and his heart skips a beat. “Kiss me?”
It’s half-joking, half-serious, and Eddie takes it as the olive branch it is. “Absolutely,” he immediately answers, smiling, moving to cup Steve’s cheeks in his hands.
He leans in and kisses him, slowly, heartfelt, the way Steve deserves to be kissed, then leans back and swipes his thumbs over Steve’s cheekbones. “God,” he murmurs. “You’re incredible, d’you know that?”
He feels the heat from Steve’s blush in his palms. “I’m just me.”
“No such thing as just when it’s you,” Eddie answers, completely serious.
Steve chuckles and rests their foreheads together. “How long did Robin yell at you?”
Eddie’s brows furrow. “I haven’t seen her. Wayne pulled the story out of me and said I was being an idiot.”
Steve begins to snicker. “Last I knew, she was heading over to give you a piece of her mind.”
Eddie chuckles, then suddenly pales. “Oh, fuck.”
Steve blinks. “What?”
“Knowing Wayne? He invited her in. They’re best friends now.”
“I see no downsides to this.”
“They’re going to gang up on us, Steve. It’s all downsides.”
“Nah. You, maybe, but Robs and I are soulmates.”
Eddie gasps and puts a hand to his chest. “Are you insinuating you’d chose your soulmate over your-”
He stops short, heart thumping oddly. “Um. Steve?”
“What are we?” Steve answers.
“Yeah.”
“That’s… a really good question, Eddie.”
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steve and eddie and touch is just like. steve grew up in a big empty house, alone with no one to ruffle his hair or kiss his cheek goodnight or hug him when he got home from school. even when his parents were home, they were never the very touchy sort. his mother might give him a brief hug, but it was always short, always impersonal, always under the watchful eye of his father.
there were clapped shoulders on the swim team and team huddles on the basketball team, but those were fleeting touches from people who didn’t really care about him. occasionally tommy might sling his arm around steve’s shoulders or give him a high five or shove his shoulder, but those felt more like tommy saying to everyone else ‘look at me, i’m friends with king steve’ rather than being kind or gentle. he had nancy for a while, but touches stopping lingering long before the end of their relationship. there’s the kids, but steve always feels like the parent he never had with them, always ruffling their hair and herding them where they need to go. there’s robin, who touches him most frequently, who will give him hugs or bump shoulders or press their legs together, but she has a hard time sitting still so it’s always over quickly.
and then there’s eddie, who grew up with tight hugs and fond hair ruffles from wayne, but that’s about it. because really, who was lining up to touch the freak of hawkins? sure he shakes hands at the end of a deal and he has hookups in dirty bathrooms and dark parking lots. but those aren’t gentle, or soft, or because a person really wants to— they just serve a purpose, business transactions in one way or another.
so when they find each other, they latch on. finally, they have someone who wants their touch as much as they want to be touched. finally, they have someone who’s gentle and soft. finally, they have soft kisses and legs slung over each other and long hugs in the kitchen at 3 am and someone cuddled up to them during the night. they’re holding hands while driving, sitting on each other at movie nights, hugging from behind while cooking, kissing lazily for long stretches, plying with each other’s fingers when the party is hanging out. they’re just wrapped up in each other constantly, because they waited so long for someone to be gentle with them.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about all of Eddie’s nicknames for Steve lately. Like, I have ones that I love: sweetheart, pretty boy, stevie. I also have some that align with my need to make Eddie have grown up in the south/Appalachian, things like sugar and darlin’. But I’ve been stuck on Princess for a while now and I adore that nickname, especially because I headcanon that it started as a joke.
After Vecna, Eddie starts hanging out with the older teens more and occasionally he calls Steve “King Steve” and variations on it, he doesn’t really pick up on the fact that it bothers him (this also leans into Eddie having ADHD, as someone with ADHD we can miss social cues and subtle reactions). Eventually Steve brings it up after Robin pesters him to do it and Eddie just goes, alright then, I can switch it up, and out pops the name Princess. Steve is immediately flustered, and has to think for a while about why he likes it so much, but again, Eddie just assumes Steve is embarrassed or something and the name sticks.
When they eventually figure their shit out, Steve comes clean and explains that he really, really likes when Eddie calls him princess. It has the same idea as King Steve, respect and importance, but without the nasty connotation that title has.
For Halloween that year, Steve dresses up as a princess and Eddie loses his mind.
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