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Steve has a problem. Not a big problem--not an Upside Down-sized problem--but still. A problem. In the form of Eddie Munson. And not the person Eddie Munson, who is second only to Robin in the hierarchy of Steve's heart, but his feelings in regard to one Eddie Munson. Namely, his enormous, devastating, gay crush on the guy.
And he knows, okay, he knows Eddie is gay, but that doesn't mean he wants Steve. Eddie is probably into other metalheads or dnd nerds. What could Steve, with his sports and his polo shirts, possibly have to offer?
He's coping, though. Or, at least, he thought he was until the
Family Video phone rings and Jonathan invites them to the New Year's Eve party he and Argyle are throwing at their new apartment.
"We have to make a no-date pact." He tells Robin as soon as the phone is back in the cradle.
"Or you could just ask Eddie."
"You could just ask Nancy." He raises an eyebrow.
She lets out a slow breath. "Yeah, okay. No-date pact. I'm down."
It's just as easy to get Nancy and Eddie on board. Nancy just laughs and says "yeah, like I'd bring a date to the party my ex-boyfriend is hosting with his new boyfriend. How you do you even start to explain that dynamic?"
And Eddie snorts right in Steve's face (it's not cute, it's not), says, "Right, cause my dating pool in Hawkins, Indiana is just ripe with guys who want to ring in the New Year with me."
Steve wants to say that he would be that guy, happily, giddily, but he can't risk blowing up his second most important friendship like that, not when Eddie's never given a fraction of a hint that he wants Steve too.
But that's his problem solved, right? The four of them aren't bringing dates. Easy-peasy.
Unfortunately, Steve's life hasn't ever worked out like that, and the party turns out to not be only their little end of the world crew and a handful of people Jon knows from his grocery store job, but an actual motherfucking party.
It takes almost ten minutes for him and Robin to navigate through the sea of strangers to find Jon and Argyle handing out solo cups in the kitchen.
"Who are all these people?" He shouts over the pounding music, nothing like Steve's ever heard.
"Argyle got a job at the record store down the street," Jon yells.
"Co-workers." Argyle nods. "And a few of their friends."
"A few, right."
"The more the merrier. Right, my dude?"
"Sure." Steve takes a cup. "You seen Eddie around?"
"Living room, last time I looked." Jonathan answers.
"See you around?" Robin asks.
"At least meet up for the ball drop," Argyle answers.
They push their way into the cramped living room, and Steve searches for that familiar cloud of hair, the ripped black jeans. It takes a minute just for the sheer amount of bodies pressed into the small space, and when he sees him Eddie's--
He's standing against a wall, next to the stereo (of course), but there's someone with him. Someone who is tall and leanly muscled in a way that Steve isn't. Someone with long hair pushed back from his forehead. Someone with facial piercings in places Steve didn't even know you could pierce and tattoos and a chain hanging from his worn blue jeans and a bandana in his back pocket, just like Eddie.
And Eddie he's--he's gazing up at this dude with clear stars in his brown doe eyes, body angling towards the other man like he can't help but push more into his orbit.
Steve turns hard, Robin colliding with his side. "Steve, what the--oh."
"I hate New Year's Eve," Steve sighs, trying to ignore the sick feeling in his stomach. It's always been the kind of holiday that is high on expectation and low on follow-through.
"C'mon, I think I spotted Nance over by the bedroom."
He lets Robin guide him across the room, steadfastly not looking back at where Eddie is very obviously finding himself a date. It's okay, Steve reasons. It's okay because that was obviously the kind of guy Eddie would be into it. He knew he had, like, no chance. He shouldn't be disappointed. He shouldn't.
The evening slips away in the shove of people, in the solo cup that manages to always be full in his hand, and he tries as hard as he can to ignore the way Robin and Nancy start sharing the same space.
So much for the no-date pact. He would laugh if a sort of deep loneliness wasn't seeping into his bones.
There's a girl, though, across the room. She's in a short dress and glances at Steve from under hooded eyelids. He could make a move; could have someone to kiss at midnight; have someone just for the night. But then--his heart makes a pathetic patter--Eddie.
Eddie who is practically in that stranger's lap.
He goes out for a cigarette.
When he comes back inside, it's five minutes til midnight and Nancy and Robin are dancing slow and sweet to a song that is neither.
He's happy for them, almost incandescent with it, but the loneliness sinks deeper, reaches marrow, especially after he fails to find Eddie in the crowd.
Steve thinks it might be time to give the whole failed endeavor up for good, but Jonathan and Argyle, both in tiny 1987 novelty top hats, appear at his side.
"Stevie-boy!" Argyle bellows. He lifts Steve at the waist, twirling him, and Steve laughs despite himself.
"Keeping busy?" He asks.
Jonathan pounds him on the back, just a little too hard.
A guest yells from deep in the apartment, "one minute to midnight!" and the music turns off, the TV tuned to Dick Clark and turned up.
Nancy and Robin find their way over, Robin mouthing "sorry," on her way. He pulls her into a side-hug; he'll never begrudge her any happiness, even on his worst day.
From across the room, there's a crash, a short yelp, and then a familiar head of fuzzy brown curls makes its way to them.
"Sorry, sorry." Eddie apologizes as he shoves through the other guests.
"Hi, guys!" He beams at them, cheeks flushed. Steve looks away so he doesn't have to think about how beautiful Eddie is; about how he's not the one who made him blush so pretty.
The countdown on the screen reaches 30 seconds, and the party goers start chanting.
"What happened to--?" Steve can't help but asking.
"Psh, that dude? He's a punk. Plus, I couldn't imagine ringing in 1987 without you guys by my side."
Steve blushes and rolls his eyes. "Sap." He knocks his hip into Eddie's.
"You love it," Eddie wraps him in a loose hold.
The count is down to 10, the ball almost dropped, Jonathan and Argyle and Nancy and Robin making soft eyes at each other.
"What's going on in that head of yours, sweetheart?" Eddie knocks his head gently against Steve's.
"It's nothing."
"You're pouting." Eddie mimics him with a poked out lip.
The count is down to 5.
"Fuck, I just--I wanted to have someone to kiss at midnight, you know?"
The ball drops, the year changes over, the room cheers. His coupled up friends cling to each other in soft, joyous kisses.
Eddie's eyes flick to their friends, to the guests, all kissing and embracing and celebrating, then back to Steve.
With two careful fingers, Eddie lifts Steve's chin, makes it so he can't look away.
"Fuck it," Eddie says. He leans forward, kisses Steve with soft authority.
And Steve just--he just fucking--crumbles into it. He makes a soft noise, curls his fists into Eddie's t-shirt.
Eddie's hands work their way into his hair, pulling him closer. Steve goes eagerly, crushes their bodies together.
They kiss and they kiss, and it's already so far from a friendly New Year's kiss, but then Eddie's tongue swipes into Steve's mouth, and the kiss breaks.
"Um," Eddie says.
Steve can't respond because all his focus is on not giving into the weakness in his knees and collapsing to the floor.
"I've wanted you to do that all night," Steve says.
"Oh." Eddie's face blossoms into a slow smile. "Me too. A lot longer than that, actually."
It's Steve's turn to smile, and he does, so hard it hurts his cheeks. "Me too."
Eddie presses their foreheads together. "Happy New Year, Stevie."
Someone starts singing Auld Lang Syne loudly and off-key, but they're quickly drowned out by a chorus of accompanying voices.
"Happy New Year, Ed."
Steve pulls him in for another kiss. 1987 is already shaping up to be the best year of his life.
#steddie#steve x eddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#new years eve#spicy six#ficlet#angst#fluff#mutual pining#angst with a happy ending#first kiss#nye party#ronance#jargyle#this is very loosely based on the nye episode of friends where joey kisses chandler#hold on to the memories they will hold on to you
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Taylor and Nick. Alex and Henry. Red, White & Royal Blue. 馃グ
#red white and royal blue#nicholas galitzine#rwrb movie#taylor zakhar perez#henry fox mountchristen windsor#alex claremont diaz#red white and royal blue movie#rwrb#taylor and nick#alex and henry#nye party#amazon#first prince#acd#agcd#hrhenryfox
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Might be NYE fit 馃枻 any bars/places recommended in NYC?
#latina#i sell content#more than a handful#dm me for my content#nyc#nye party#nymph aesthetic#thicc babe#thick babe#i sell dick rates#dive bar#clubbing#latin girls
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"I'd ask what a guy has to do to get a dance with you but I suspect your answer would be they would have to not be me for a start." Raphael stated in good humour as he stood next to Dominique, admiring the way the colour looked on the woman. It was an unusual choice for her but it seemed to prove that she could suit anything. "That, or it needs to be raining." Raphael added a moment later, a smile playing over his face given that had been how things had unfolded last time, able to make fun of himself. "You look stunning ma cherie, it's difficult to take my eyes from you."
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"Ooof." Hunter was aware that it wasn't a word but there wasn't a word in any language that properly conveyed just how good the woman looked right now. The males jaw had definitely dropped open because he wasn't used to seeing Valeria looking quite like that. "Though as much as I like your outfit, I really think you could have left my jacket at home, Val."
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Originally Orlando had spotted Cyrus and had been going over to compliment him on his look. Something about it was so very Cyrus and he really appreciated that. As luck would have it however, the man appeared engaged in a conversation already and so he'd given them space. The more time he'd spent observing however, the more curious he became. In fact he practically spat his drink out in surprise and amusement as the discussion came to a close and he ordered too more beers, making his way over to the man.
"Daddy issues huh? Felt like you could use this." Orlando stated, the tone warm with humour as he held out one of the drinks.
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NYE Party playlist
Firework - Katy Perry
Party - Beyonce
Everybody- Nicki Minaj
Don't Start Now - Dua Lipa
Flashy -City Girls ft. Kim Petras
Just Wanna Rock - Lil Uzi Vert
24K Magic - Bruno Mars
Link Up Remix - Ne-Yo ft. Fabolous
Better Place - NSYNC
Standing Next to You Remix - Jungkook, Usher
Sensational - Chris Brown ft. Davido, Lojay
Saturday/Sunday - Jason Derulo, David Guetta
Exes - Tate McRae
Mmm Yeah - Austin Mahone ft. Pitbull
RITMO - Black Eyed Peas, J Balvin
Money Come - Iggy Azalea
OMG - Usher ft. will.i.am
Booty - Jennifer Lopez ft. Iggy Azalea
Treat Me - Chloe
Like That _ Doja Cat ft. Gucci Mane
#playlist#party#new years eve#nye#nye party#music#music video#Youtube#party songs#club music#happy holidays#pop muisc#hip hop#dance music#celebrate#celebration#bruno mars#tate mcrae#katy perry#iggy azalea#usher#jlo#doja cat#chloe bailey#nsync#jason derulo#nicki minaj#beyonce#chris brown#neyo
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"You make quite an entrance. I'll let you decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing." Natalya spoke in amusment as she watched the male enter. "Though I'm not sure exactly what it was you were hoping to achieve."
@asherbrcwn
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"I'm sure I wasn't this tired at this time when I used to go to parties. I'm pretty sure this is signalling the beginning of the end... I am getting old. Soon I'll be getting grey hairs." Clara fretted at the other.
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The clock bells rang out and Freya was dragging Damien into a kiss. Each year that she got to do this just reminded her of how they'd first met and brought her back to the good memories. She could still recall how every cell in her body had seemed to tingle at his presence. He still did that to her of course but now there was a comfort to him to, a knowing that he had no intention of leaving her side. "Happy New Year. Another one together. Maybe I should leave you a love note in lipstick on your mirror this year." She teased lightly as she recalled how he had done the same to her as slight humorous payback for her walking out on him on New Years Day.
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"I-- Excuse me what?" Lysander's brain seemed to stutter at that and he gave Lyra a look. "Just because I am predisposed to being a little bit grumpy sometimes, does not mean I am like Scorpius Malfoy. I can't believe you just said I remind you of your brother." He huffed out as if greatly offended.
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Perhaps she had taken her whole, 'new year, new me' situation a little too seriously because for the first time in a long time, Lucie was well and truly drunk. The woman had probably attempted to try everything on the menu and the hours had rolled past in a blur. She had no idea what time of the morning it was now but that mattered very little she was still happily spinning to the music that had been turned down about as low as it would go, the vestiges of of the night strewn everywhere but very few people left in sight. "You know... I've heard of this thing that some places do... I think it's like... a New Years Dive? Supposed to be good luck or something..." Lucie mused in a slur, brushing her hand in the air as if that wasn't so important. "I should totally go do that. We should go do that. Because what's better than dancing here... dancing in water." The blonde spoke with bright enthusiasm as she grabbed out for the front of the person who had seemed to appear in front of her from out of nowhere to drag them along.
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"You know mate, it's a damn good job I am certain of V's dedication to me because someone less confident might have throttled the asshole who suggested they kiss their girlfriend as a joke." Fred stated with a snort as he swallowed back his beer with a shake of his head.
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"Should I be concerned about you stalking me at this point, Ophelia?" Raphael joked lightly when he spotted the familiar face. "You look radiant however. I suppose you always did suit more fancy occasion wear." He mused as he recalled their other encounters.
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"Bloody hell that woman is making me go crazy." Silas huffed as he ordered two more drinks, sliding one over to Gabriel the moment they appeared in front of him. Two whiskeys of course. He swallowed back several fingers worth immediately, letting it warm his insides. "I can't remember the last time I lost my composure and nearly fought over a woman." In fact, he actually could and it wasn't what he would call a pleasant memory given the woman in question.
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"I thought you might be playing here tonight... Did you have other plans?" Rowan asked, his tone of voice tight, awkward. Making conversation didn't always come easy to him at the best of times and a lot had passed between the two of them, things that he knew Axel still hadn't forgiven him for. He had been trying since they'd come back to give Axel the space he'd requested but it wasn't fixing anything and he didn't know how to. It had left him in some sort of suspended state in an uncomfortable middle ground.
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