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buckysgrace · 1 year

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Game, Set, Match

Steve and you try to reconcile your relationship but Billy makes it near impossible until he offers some friendly advice.

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader, Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Part two to Friendly Competition, I hope that everyone who asked for a second part enjoys this!

CW: Unprotected sex, spitting, cheating, some hitting if you squint, threesome

Steve left without a word, leaving you with the image of his betrayed brown eyes bouncing around in your mind. You were left alone, in a puddle of spit and come as you tried to shake the guilt that was eating away at you. You had risen from your bed in shame, trying to ignore how badly your legs were shaking as you dragged yourself to your bathroom to clean yourself.

You had tried to call him, multiple different times with no avail. You couldn’t blame him, you’d be just as hurt if you had been the one to walk in on that sight. Still, it worried you. You knew Steve had to be going through a lot and you didn’t want him to feel alone. You had successfully gotten a hold of him on Saturday night, but had quickly lost your confidence once he had answered. You had hung up before he could even finish saying hello. You had just stood there in the middle of the hallway, staring at the phone as you were unsure of what to feel.

You wanted to apologize, to tell Steve how sorry you were for everything that had happened. However, you soon realized that you weren’t sorry for your actions. You were sorry you had gotten caught. Your mind had constantly lingered towards Billy, thinking of the filthy things he had said and done to you. You realized you were desperate to have him touch you again, to feel his warm skin against your own.

You weren’t sure why you thought anything would be different when you returned back to school. Billy acted like nothing had happened and hardly looked at you between classes or in the hallways. You were confused, baffled even as you wondered what you had ruined your relationship with Steve for. It hurt and it made you feel small.

“Can we talk?” Steve approached you one day after school as you were gathering your books into your bag. You froze for a moment, feeling full of anxiety as you nodded your head. You had figured he would go on with his life hating you.

You were even more surprised when he took a hold of your hand and guided you towards an empty classroom. You missed the way Billy’s eyes lingered against you as Steve shut the door behind you. You sighed softly, biting down on your lip hard. You couldn’t find the right words to say.

“Why did you do it?” He asked finally after realizing you wouldn’t be the first one to speak. You wondered if he thought that you would beg for his forgiveness and plead for him back. You really weren’t sure why you weren’t doing that at the moment.

“I don’t know,” You exhaled softly, feeling a fresh wave of guilt wash over you as Steve stared at you with his soft brown eyes. You tried to search for a reason, any sort of explanation to make him feel better about what happened. There was none. You were guilty of everything that had happened, “I guess I was just upset you were hanging around Nancy again.” You mumbled, not quite ready to admit to him that you did it without any reason. Steve crossed his arms, playing with the strings on his shirt.

“That was pretty shitty,” He admitted to your surprise. You watched him curiously as he stared around the empty classroom, “I don’t want to lose you.” He admitted and you felt your mouth part in surprise. That had been the last thing you were expecting.

“I don’t want to lose you either,” You admitted softly as different thoughts and feelings battled inside of you, “I shouldn’t have done it.” You said finally, hoping he knew how wrong your behavior had been. You tried to apologize, but the words wouldn’t come forward. You felt sick, realizing that you didn’t regret your actions.

“Maybe we can start over?” Steve took a step forward towards you, watching you with an uncertain expression written on his features, “I won’t talk to Nancy, you don’t talk to Billy.” You stared at him for a minute, thinking his compromise through. You didn’t even care about Nancy that much in general, but it made you wonder if something had really been going on in order for him to promise her away. It should be easy, not seeing Billy again. He hadn’t paid you any attention from that day. You were sure he was completely over you, yet, your body told a different story. It pleaded for you to say no, just in case there was a small chance something would happen again.

“Deal,” You breathed out slowly, watching the way light seemed to flood into his brown eyes, “You have a deal.”

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Things seemed to be fine after that but it was like Steve was afraid to touch you. You took notice on how he would overthink every single time he would touch you. You tried not to get frustrated, knowing it was your own fault for setting up the situation. Still, you wished you were able to get through a session in bed without him trying to ask how Billy did something. It only made you feel even worse.

Steve was kind and sweet, while Billy was rough and mean. You never thought you would enjoy that but you did, a lot. You never had a problem with the way Steve fucked you either, but his constant overanalyzing was making it hard to enjoy anything.

Not to mention how Billy had taken a keen interest in you after seeing that you were back with Steve. He was always trying to speak to you, trying to gain your attention in one way or another. You always kept your conversations short and didn’t allow them to gain any traction. It was harder than what you thought it would be. You didn’t realize how badly your body could crave something before him. He was like a drug you couldn’t stop using. You were doing your best for Steve, not wanting to ruin the second chance that you had.

Steve had been trying to make it up in other areas or at least trying to prove himself to you. Which only made you feel that much worse. He was constantly spoiling you with gifts and taking time out of his schedule that he didn’t have to spend it with you.

You had convinced him to go to Tommy’s party for the night, hoping that maybe he would relax a bit with a few drinks. It had seemed to work for a bit, as his movements became less rigid and his lips more sloppy. It felt nice, pretending like you hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Maybe we should go,” Steve spoke up suddenly, taking you by surprise as his hands released from your waist. You looked at the brown eyed boy confused, “Shit.” And suddenly, it was like your boyfriend wasn’t even there as Billy approached with a smirk on his face. He was smoking, his eyes lingering over your body before he spoke.

“Been a while,” He blew out a cloud towards you, ignoring the boy standing behind you, “You look good.” He licked his tongue across his teeth, staring at you with lustful eyes. Your heart was racing in your chest and your knees felt weak from the look he was sending you. You were sure you would cave, had you not felt Steve stiffening behind you.

“Go fuck yourself.” Steve hissed out, placing his hands tightly on your waist. You looked at him surprised, not used to hearing him speak like that. Billy’s eyebrows rose far on his forehead.

“What? You have a problem with me fucking your bitch?” Billy’s smile was wide as he stared into Steve’s soft brown eyes, “Didn’t you hear her begging for my cock? Does she ever do that for you?” Your eyes widened in surprise and you were a bit horrified as people turned to look at you. Steve stepped forward, an angry look written across his face.

“Watch it.” He shoved at Billy’s shoulder, but Billy only seemed to grow more amused. You were nervous as you watched the two of them. You pulled on Steve’s shirt, urging him to turn around and leave. Billy watched your actions, drinking in the image of you.

“Why don’t I ask her?” Billy tilted his head, his blonde curls curling against the nape of her neck, “Who do you think she would choose?” You yanked on Steve’s shirt harder, not giving him the chance to consider it as you hastily pulled him away. You didn’t need that confrontation in your life.

“You’re right, let’s go.” You tried to reassure the brown eyed boy. He looked at you, still full of anger from Billy’s words before he was gripping your hand and guiding you out of the party. You felt the sensation of someone watching you and promised yourself just a peek as you glanced over your shoulder. Billy was still staring, a knowing smirk on his face as you left him behind.

Steve tried hard that night, but you were both too tipsy to actually perform that well and you could tell that Billy had hit his ego again. You were growing desperate and tried to keep the lustful thoughts to yourself as you comforted Steve over Billy’s harsh words. You didn’t want Steve to get hurt but you feared that the both of you knew how true they were.

When you were sure he was asleep you had slipped your hand under your boyfriend’s shirt that you had borrowed, and fingered yourself to the thought of a certain blue eyed boy.

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Billy had become too self aware after that, doing whatever he could to find himself near you at all times. You were still loyal to Steve and did your best to neglect Billy, but it was hard. Your body craved him in a way that you had never felt before. You were unsure of how much you could take before you ended up craving.

“That skirt looks nice on you,” Billy whispered huskily over the back of your chair and he tugged on a section of your hair. It was suddenly hard to breath with him leaning so close against you, “If I were Steve, I’d bend you over one of these desks and fuck you.” His breath was hot against your face as you stared at him astonished. You clenched your thighs together, feeling your panties growing wet. All you could do was stare as you considered his words, picturing him overtop of you again. He leaned back in his chair, a smirk on his face as he knew the grip he still had over you.

You turned, holding your legs together as you willed for this torment to leave you. You knew you shouldn’t be picturing his cock inside of you, but it was all you could think of the rest of the day. Even as Steve spoke to you later on, you were still picturing Billy with his cock stuffed inside of your wet cunt.

When Billy’s compliments didn't gain much of a reaction from you he would take to his actions. He’d constantly be touching you, creating a fire against your skin as you tried to concentrate on whatever your teacher was lecturing about. His hands were always on your skin, near your hair or picking at the clothes you were wearing. It almost made you feel bad to ignore him, but you kept on as you pictured Steve’s sad brown eyes.

He saved his dirty words for a last resort, because he always got a reaction from you. You’d always stare at him with widened eyes and a lust filled face after he would whisper the most filthy words he could think of to you. It was enough to make you leave the classroom for a few minutes and wash your face with cold water. Sometimes, you’d picture Billy following in after you and fucking you against the bathroom counters with your panties shoved in your mouth to keep you quiet.

You almost wondered if he knew about your bargain with Steve and that’s why he was doing his best to make you cave. You were curious if he knew how close you were to doing it.

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“You’re not coming tonight?” You looked at Steve confused as he pushed a hand through his thick hair. He sighed, shaking his head no. He was back to being unreliable, but you felt like you weren’t allowed to question him about it. Afterall, you had been the one to get in bed with someone else.

“Something came up,” He said vaguely and you did your best not to act suspicious. You wondered if it had something to do with Nancy but you didn’t press. So far, you both had kept up your end of the bargain. You hadn’t seen him around Nancy and you did your best to ignore Billy. It was hard, your body responded differently to him than what your mind did. No matter how wrong it was, you always found yourself looking for him in the hallways, “I’ll pick you though, I promise.” He sealed it with a kiss.

“We should be done close to nine!” You shouted after him, smiling softly as he turned and sent you one last wave. You no longer felt the familiar sparks as you watched him go and that scared you more than anything.

You waited, crossing your ankles as you waited on the bleachers for Steve. You kept glancing at the clock on the wall as the minutes passed, beginning to grow unsure if he was even going to show up. Your spirits began to dampen, realizing that he had probably forgotten about you again.

You snapped your eyes up at the sound of the doors slamming open. You looked for Steve’s familiar form, instead, you landed on the stocky blonde boy. Billy strutted towards you, only clad in his basketball shorts. You crossed your legs tighter together as you felt a thrill rushing through your body and you wondered if he ever really wore a shirt.

“You sleeping here or something?” He eyed you curiously, rubbing his thumb across his bottom lip. You lowered yourself into your seat, wondering why out of all the people he had to be the one to discover you alone.

“Just waiting on my ride.” You tried to be as vague as possible as you glanced back towards your shoes, looking away from his muscular form. Your heart was beating hard in your chest and you could feel your stomach muscles tightening as lust crept in on you. You never thought you would be someone that would so willingly cheat on their partner.

“I don’t think he’s coming, doll,” Billy chuckled, flickering his eyes over your slumped form, “I can give you a ride.” You stood hesitantly, knowing that it was probably best that you just walk home. Your smile faltered as he stepped closer to you and the scent of him traveled against your nostrils. Your body was urging you to step closer, to wrap yourself up in his muscular arms. You wanted nothing more than to repeat the other night and be a slobbering mess underneath him.

Your hands grew sweaty as you watched him, shrugging your shoulders softly, “I can walk. You played good tonight.” Your whole body felt warm at the way his lips curled into a smile. You felt like you were putty in his hands when he stepped closer, brushing his large hand against your arm.

“Do you need a ride?” You wanted to say yes and let him take you home. You knew it was a bad idea. You knew that you’d only end up in the backseat of his car, letting him do whatever he pleased to you. You couldn’t do that to Steve, not again.

“It’s okay,” He traced his finger along the side of your face, earning a soft sigh from your lips as you lingered against his warm skin, “I can walk.” You tried to reassure yourself more than anything. He chuckled, looking at you amused as his eyes darkened.

“What?” Billy teased, gripping your neck softly to make you look up at him, “I give you the best fuck of your life and now you’re too good to ride in my car?” You whimpered softly, already feeling a rush travel between your legs. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to protest that he had been the one ignoring you. You were whipped.

“Steve can’t see us,” You spoke hoarsely, watching the way his blue eyes observed you, “I told him it wouldn’t happen again.” Billy squeezed your cheeks together, smirking down at you.

“Awe, how cute. You’re trying to make it work. I bet he’s still not fucking that sweet pussy like you deserve,” He released your face softly, flickering his eyes down to your lips, “I know you want my cock. I can see it on your pretty face.” He released his hand from your neck slowly, causing flames to spread across your skin where his hand had once been.

“He does fine.” You whispered out, trying to do your part in defending your boyfriend. Billy’s lips curled up into a smirk as he observed you.

“You said you wanted to be my slut,” Billy drew his words out slowly, observing your reaction closely as you darted your eyes away from him, “I don’t think that changed.” He was close to you, inhaling your scent as your chest rose and fell quickly. Your hands were trembling as you fought with yourself.

“Don’t be mean,” You said quietly, urging yourself to back away from him. His lips curled into a smile, “You’ve been ignoring me.” You weren’t sure that’s what you decided to say. You should’ve mentioned something about Steve, how you promised to never see Billy again. None of that came to mind as Billy took another step forward, gripping your waist softly.

“I’m sorry, baby,” He mocked, his tone sounded like you were a dumb child, “I didn’t realize you were that desperate for my cock again.” His thumb cupped your chin, squeezing softly as he forced you to look at him. Your heart was hammering hard in your chest as warmth spread throughout your body.

“I’m not,” You lied, blinking hard as you tried to relax your body. You were seconds away from curling up against him, begging for him to take you right there against the bleachers, “I’m happy with Steve.” You breathed out slowly, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.

“You know he can’t fuck you right, why stay? Let me remind you how much better I can treat you.” His thumb traveled across your glossed lips, his blue eyes watching you with keen interest. His breath was warm as it tickled across your face and you felt your eyes closing, your resolve breaking down into tiny pieces again as Billy entered into your thoughts.

“Billy,” You couldn’t find the words to protest, instead focusing on how badly you wanted to feel his body merging with yours again, “He seriously can’t know this time.” You looked at him urgently, searching his cocky expression as you waited for him to promise it to you. He licked his lips across his bottom lip.

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to hurt his pretty little ego,” Billy grinned but you thought it was a bit too mischievous to be sincere. You should’ve fought harder for a genuine answer, but you couldn’t find it in yourself, too overtaken with lust, “Do you want me to fuck you?” His blue eyes traced over your features, and you found yourself nodding eagerly as you remembered how good he had treated you last time.

“Please,” You exhaled slowly, filling your lungs with the scent of him as you stepped closer to him. He smirked, looking all too amused at your desperate form, “Please fuck me, Billy.” You spoke a little louder, hoping to sway his decision.

“Work for it,” He looked at you sternly with his pretty eyes through his even thicker eyelashes, “Get on your knees and show me you’re worth it.” You didn’t even feel pathetic as you fell to your knees with a thud, your knees scraping across the dirty gymnasium floors as you looked up at him. He looked down, cocking an eyebrow up in annoyance as he waited for you to move. Your fingers pulled at his green basketball shorts, pulling them down over his muscular thighs. His cock was standing hard and proud, his tip red and leaking precum. You felt like you were in a trance as you wrapped your hand around his thick cock and pumped him up and down slowly.

“Pretty,” You mumbled as you brushed your thumb across the head of his cock and collected the precum that was leaking from his slit. You hesitantly licked the liquid off of your thumb, glancing up at him as you tasted him. He had a cocky grin on his face as he observed every little movement you did, “You’re so big.” You flicked your tongue across the tip of his cock, earning a moan from the boy towering over you.

You flicked your wet tongue along his cock, savoring the feel of every vein and ridge before you circled your lips around his angry tip. You knew this was wrong, that you should be making your way back to Steve’s, but your mind was too clouded with lust to care about your boyfriend at the moment. You hollowed your cheeks and bobbed your head along Billy’s fat cock, trying to fit as much of him in your mouth as you could. You kept having to relax your jaw wider from how thick his girth was.

“Good girl,” He brushed his hand across your soft cheek, watching the way your lips stretched around your cock, “Such a good cock slut. I bet King Steve doesn’t fuck your pretty little throat like this.” You temporarily stalled at the mention of Steve, but Billy gripped the base of your neck and forced you down further on his hard cock. You clenched your eyes tightly together, gagging hard as he hit the back of your throat. Drool pooled from your lips, soaking down the front of your cheerleading uniform.

You gagged each time he thrusted forward, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat harshly. You flicked your tongue around his veins, massaging his skin as tears brimmed in your eyes. You could feel your panties drenching from how wet you were. You moved your thighs closer together, trying to search for any sort of friction.

“Fuck,” Billy grunted, gripping the side of your head as he pushed his cock deep inside your mouth. His balls pressed against your wet chin as he stared down at you, before slowly pulling himself all the way out, “Jesus, I can’t believe he’s not fucking you every day.” There was a line of spit connecting from your mouth to the head of his cock as you glanced up at his pleasure ridden face.

A laugh left your chest as he forced you up off of your knees and onto the bottom of the bleachers as he laid you down on your back. He thumbed the hem of your cheerleading shirt up over your breasts, exposing you to the air as he kneaded them slowly in his hands. You whimpered, rolling your hips up as his cock twitched against his stomach.

“Don’t tease me,” You sighed softly as he pinched both of your nipples between his fingers, “I need your cock.” He traced his hands down your sides slowly before he dipped a hand between your legs. He rubbed two fingers across your wet cunt, letting you feel just how drenched your panties are.

"Be patient," He snapped, pressing his fingers between your wet folds, "I had to wait so long for this sweet pussy again. I think I deserve a taste." He circled his finger over your entrance, earning a mewl from you as you lifted your hips towards his fingers. He smirked again, obviously proud of the reaction he gained from you.

"Sorry," You exhaled softly as his warm breath tickled over your throbbing clit. You sat up on your elbows, watching the way his flicked his tongue across your wet folds. A moan left your parted lips and you were sure you hadn't felt this desperate for anything before, "Billy." You whined, rolling your hips towards his face. He gripped your thighs tightly, squeezing as he held you in place.

Your head fell back in pleasure against the cold bleachers as he flicked his warm tongue across your wet pussy. You whined as your clit throbbed against his rough tongue. He pulled his head away from your legs, smirking up at you with your slick coated on his lips.

"Do you want to taste yourself?" You found yourself nodding before you could comprehend what he said. He leaned forward, his body hovering over your own as he captured your smooth lips against his rough ones. It all felt so dirty but so good at the same time as he flicked his tongue inside of your mouth. You were a moaning mess, feeling like you were seconds from grinding yourself up against his leg.

"Need you," You whispered hotly as you stared up at his dilated blue eyes, "Fuck me, please." You urged, rolling your hips forward again. He licked his lips, pretending like he was considering it. Your heart hammered hard in your chest as he adjusted himself back on the bleachers, pulling you into the positions that he wanted.

“Can he fuck you this good?” He gripped your hips, adjusting you on the bleachers as your legs rested against his shoulders in the air. He lifted your skirt up over your hips, slowly beginning to pull your panties to the side, “Are you dumb? Can King Steve fuck you this good?” He repeated slower, sterner as he waited for your answer.

“No,” You whined as he pressed his thumb down on your clit softly, rubbing it in soft circles, “Only you can fuck me this good.” You promised, nodding your head to reassure him as his thumb pressed through your folds. You whined, rolling your hips up at the sensation.

“That’s a good little whore,” He teased, giving his fat cock a few pumps with his wrist before tapping his hard dick along your wet folds. You sighed in bliss, rolling your hips up in hope that he would slip inside you faster. You craved the feeling of him stretching out your walls, “So desperate for my cock.” He slid his tip inside your wet cunt slowly as he gripped onto your ankles tightly, holding you in place as you inhaled every inch of him.

You whined as his throbbing cock pressed into you and you savored the feeling of his hard ridges against your fluttering walls. Your mouth fell open in awe as he bottomed out inside of you, his balls pressing up against your backside.

“Billy,” You cried out in awe, digging your nails into the bleachers as he rocked you forward. The rough material scratched your back, but you didn’t care. You were too focused on the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of your wet cunt to even focus on breathing, “More, more.” You begged, pleading to feel every inch of him inside of you.

“Nasty little whore,” Billy gripped your ankles tighter, snapping his hips forward roughly. You were crying out in pure bliss from how hard he was fucking you, “So desperate for some cock that I got you grinding up against me like a bitch in heat.” He was all smiles as he pounded into you, causing you to mewl from the sensation of him hitting against your bundle of nerves.

“There!” You cried out in bliss as he spread your legs wider and pushed into you deeper. He hit that spot repeatedly, drawing you near your orgasm. He was grunting above you; the sound of your skin meeting was echoing inside the empty gym walls. The thought of being caught sent a thrill up your back as you realized he’d fuck you to your orgasm anyways, “So, so good, Billy.” Your legs were burning from the position he had your legs bent into and you could feel your slick dripping from your hole as his movements became sloppier.

He let go of one of your ankles and smacked your cheek lightly, drawing your attention back to his blissful face as he gripped your face harshly in his rough hands, “You gonna keep ignoring me?” He thrusted inside you deeper again, filling you to the brim before rutting his hips up and pulling back out. You cried out, shaking your head.

“No, no,” You were becoming incoherent, too focused on reaching your end, “I’ll never ignore you again.” You promised Billy, long forgetting your words to Steve. He grunted, his lips beginning to curl into a smile as his hair clung to his sweaty forehead. You suddenly wished for the chance to kiss him.

“You’ll let me fuck this pussy when I want?” He was still squeezing your cheeks together, pouting your lips out pathetically as he rammed his hard cock inside your drenching hole. You were desperate, rutting your hips up with his movements as your toes began to curl inside your shoes.

“Yes!” You cried out, your words muffled from his grip on your face, “I’m all yours.” You promised, sentencing yourself to do whatever he wanted. He groaned lowly, the sound traveling across your core and up through your body. You were a whimpering mess, begging for more as his tip hit your g-spot with each movement.

"What would your pretty boyfriend say?" Billy licked across his lips, watching you with a smirk, "I wonder if he knows how big of a whore his little girlfriend?" His words didn't even make you feel guilty, it excited you more than anything.

"Be so mad," You breathed out between your loud moans, "You fuck me so good." You whimpered as his hand rapped lightly across your cheek again before he pulled away from your face completely. You were desperately trying to move up against him in awe.

“Fuck,” Billy cursed softly as he squeezed his fingers tighter across your ankle, “You look so pretty being fucked like the dumb whore you are.” Billy praised as he moved his free hand up and pinched your sensitive nipples. You cried out, rolling your hips in awe.

“Gonna cum.” You whined as he pried your legs further apart and kept the same brutal pace, his cock pressing into your bundle of nerves repeatedly as you squeezed around his throbbing cock. Your body curled as your stomach muscles clenched together, your body sprawled towards him. You came with a loud cry, your eyes slamming shut in pure bliss as you shook around him.

“Good little slut,” Billy grunted lowly, his hips stalling as he rutted into you. A wad of spit landed across your cheek and the corner of your mouth and you sighed in bliss, licking the part you could reach away, “Holy fuck.” Billy cursed, squeezing your ankle and pressing into you harshly as he pumped you full of his warm cum. You whimpered, thinking about how this was something you never let Steve do.

It took you a moment to regain your breath as you stared into the bright lights of the ceiling, trying to erase the guilt that was forming in your chest. You didn’t want to think about how bad you’d feel about it later, when you felt so good now. A small laugh left your mouth as you looked back at the golden boy that was resting between your legs.

“Messy little, bitch,” Billy cursed as he pulled his cock from your wet cunt. You whimpered at the sensation of him pulling out, “Clean up your mess.” He tapped his drenched cock against your plump lips, smearing the mixture of you two across your mouth. You didn’t hesitate to open your mouth again as he pushed his softening cock inside. You wasted no time bobbing your head as you licked away the liquid from his cock.

“Was I good?” You weren’t sure what it was about him that left you in this state. You felt like you were degrading yourself, just for a small chance that you would get his approval. He smirked at you, moving his hand away from your face as he nodded in approval. Pride swelled inside your chest as you moved closer towards him.

“Always so good,” He promised as he traced his finger across the curve of your face. You leaned up a bit, trying to get a better look at him as he traced his finger across your lips, “You can keep a little secret, can’t you?” He was referencing Steve and you nodded your head slowly, knowing it was completely and utterly wrong. It was like you were unable to think for yourself with Billy involved.

“Yes,” You breathed out slowly, staring at his plump lips and wishing for the chance to kiss him, “It’ll be our little secret.” You sealed it with a promise as you tried to convince yourself that it wouldn’t hurt Steve. If he didn’t know, it couldn’t hurt him.

He squatted down in front of your messy form, wiping a line of drool from the corner of your mouth, “I want you to go back to him, all full of my come and have him fuck you,” His eyes trailed over your surprised expression, “Let me know if he tastes my come inside you.”

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It was like Billy got off on trying to do things better than Steve. Any time Steve did anything remotely nice or romantic for you, Billy degraded you even more. He’d push you onto your knees in the bathroom, force your mouth around his cock while he snapped the stems from the roses that Steve had gotten for you.

It was a dangerous game that the two of you were playing. No matter how wrong it was, you couldn’t convince yourself to stop. You enjoyed it too much. Billy would degrade you in the most horrible way and you’d crawl your way to Steve, who would place gentle kisses across your face for comfort. He had no idea what you were actually doing. It made you feel guilty.

“You look happier than usual,” Steve said casually one afternoon. His head was resting on your lap, and you were playing with his hair as you thought about how Billy had just had you on your hands and knees in the back of his car. You looked down at your boyfriend stunned, “Is something going on?” You forced up a smile, hiding your nerves.

“No, just happy that we’re back together.” You lied, trying to ignore the guilt that was eating away at your chest. Steve looked up at you unsure, his brown eyes searching your face for anything that you might be hiding.

“You’re sure?” You nodded your head, doing whatever you could do to convince him that everything was fine. You bent your head low and pressed a gentle kiss against the tip of his nose.

“That’s cute,” The voice in the doorway surprised you, as you turned with widened eyes. Your movements froze as your whole body stiffened in surprise. You glanced towards Steve, finding yourself stammering as you looked back towards the blue-eyed boy, “Very romantic.” Billy’s voice sounded dry as he watched the two of you. Steve sat up slowly and you feared things were about to get very bad.

“What are you doing here?” You sent Billy a look, urging him to think of some excuse and leave. You knew that you had told him you’d be with Steve later. You didn’t understand why he thought he could just show up here, unannounced.

“I invited him,” Steve rolled his shoulders as he glanced towards you, “I wanted him to show me what you like.” He mumbled under his breath, almost sounding embarrassed. He stared at you, ignoring the laugh that the blonde sends him.

“He doesn’t know how to fuck, in otherwards,” Billy pulled off his jacket, tossing it the side of the floor without another word as your heart sped up in your chest. You were still staring in Steve’s blue eyes, not quite understanding what he meant, “Are you going to undress her or not? I have better things I could be doing.” Billy grumbled out. Steve finally turned to look at him, appearing to be irritated.

“Can you shut up?” Steve rolled his eyes before he looked at you again, “You don’t seem that happy with me the way that you were with him. I just, I want to know how to please you.” His soft brown eyes made you feel bad. But you nodded your head slowly, too turned on by the idea to stop it.

Steve undressed you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours as he exposed you to the chill air in your bedroom. Your heart was hammering fast as you watched him slowly remove his clothes. You forced yourself to keep from looking at Billy, knowing that is who you truly wanted to see. Billy loomed in behind you, his warm air tickling your skin as he moved in close.

“Don’t kiss her,” Steve grunted as he laid back down on the bed. You glanced down at his long, hardening cock before you looked back at his flushed face, “She’s not yours.” He grumbled and you bit back a grin at the words. Billy’s hands lingered against your sides as he leaned forward. You could feel his dick pressing up against you as he held onto your waist, watching the other boy with a pleased look on his face.

“Trust me,” Billy’s words were thick and raw as he spoke, “I won’t do anything to upset you, Pretty Boy.” Your stomach curled when he leaned forward and spit on the side of Steve’s face. The brown eyed boy looked up in disgust.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Steve went to wipe the spit from his cheek, but Billy stopped him just as fast, gripping his wrist as Steve watched him with confused brown eyes. Billy smirked at you, motioning you towards him. You crossed over Steve’s lap gently, licking Billy’s spit away from where it landed on his chin and down to his neck. Steve exhaled softly, his chest rising rapidly in the way that it did when he was excited. His warm brown eyes never left your face, watching you with interest.

“She’s a needy little slut, isn’t she?” Billy gripped the back of your neck, pulling you back against his chest and looking at you with a cocky grin. His thick fingers caressed over your soft face, looking at you full of lust while Steve shifted underneath you, “Gonna teach you how to fuck her like she deserves.” Billy’s blue eyes wandered over to Steve’s irritated face.

“I know how to fuck her.” Steve looked almost offended as he watched the two of you. Billy snorted, rubbing his thumb across your bottom lip as he squeezed your face in his large hands.

“Not like I do,” Billy replaced his thumb with his tongue, flicking across your lips softly. You moaned, letting your tongue brush against his, “Come on, man. It’ll be fun.” Billy looked down at Steve, smirking softly. You turned your eyes slowly, looking at Steve’s widened eyes.

“Sure,” He was staring intensely at you, his hands tracing up your curves, “I guess.” Steve mumbled under his breath, ignoring the look that the blonde boy was giving him. Billy scooted you up on Steve’s lap, spreading your legs wide as he situated himself behind you. Your heart was pounding, and you wondered if you were really going to let Billy defile you in front of your boyfriend.

"Look how wet she is," You gasped as Billy ran his thick fingers across your wet folds. You jerked your hips forward at the motion, gaining a laugh from the boy behind you. Steve groaned softly as he traced his hands up your thighs, "Do you think it's from you or I?" Billy teased the brunette boy as he circled his thumb across your clit.

"You better shut up," Steve exhaled, ignoring Billy as he looked up at you. He squeezed your hips softly, drawing your eyes back to him, "Just get on with it." He mumbled, shifting underneath you.

"It'll be fun," You grinned at the brown eyed boy, stroking your fingertips against his skin, "Trust me." You bent forward, pressing your lips against Steve's slowly. He reciprocated quickly, moving his lips against yours urgently. You sighed softly against his mouth, just beginning to enjoy it when Billy pulled you away.

“Just relax,” Billy traced his large hands over your curves, causing goosebumps to spread across your skin. He gripped his dick in his hand, pumping it softly before he was pushing his tip inside of your wet hole. You sighed, closing your eyes to hide your boyfriend’s shocked expression. You held onto Steve’s shoulders, pushing yourself back onto Billy’s thick cock, “Look at how desperate she is for my cock, Pretty Boy.” You could hear the smirk in Billy’s words as he smacked your ass hard before he squeezed your soft flesh in his hand. You squealed softly at the sensation.

“It'd be better if you'd shut up,” Steve grumbled, and you peeked your eyes open slowly to look down at him. He was watching you in wonder, his brown eyes drinking in every detail of pleasure on your features. You giggled softly, feeling Steve’s hard cock brushing against your thigh, “You’re beautiful.” He mumbled out as he watched you. You began to reach between his legs, searching for his long cock.

Billy took a hold of your neck, jerking you away from Steve as he dragged you along the curve of his dick. You moaned, feeling every vein and pulse that left his thick cock. Your nails dug into Steve’s skin as Billy held you in place, licking the side of your neck and up towards your face. Your walls were fluttering around him, and you could feel yourself squeezing around him, “Look how responsive she is.” Billy grunted as he squeezed your neck softly, momentarily cutting off your air flow. Steve groaned from underneath you.

“Wanna feel,” He mumbled as he reached between your legs, pumping his hard cock in his hand. He rubbed his tip against your clit, causing you to squeal as Billy thrusted into you harder. You whimpered, thinking about being stretched by the both of them, “Looks so good.” Steve breathed out, staring at your wet cunt.

“Her slutty little pussy can take it,” Billy smirked, smacking the side of your cheek, “Can’t you?” He grunted in your ear, moving his hands down to squeeze your hips. The sounds of you two were echoing off the walls and you nodded your head quickly.

“Yes,” You sighed in pleasure, enjoying the feeling of Steve’s tip tapping against your clit as Billy began to stall his movements, “Want it bad.” You confirmed as you looked down at Steve with a serious look in your eyes. He groaned softly, sliding his tip down slowly towards your entrance.

“I don’t know if it’ll fit.” He mumbled after a second. Billy moved his face away from yours, leaning down to grip Steve’s cock. You froze, staring in awe as he pushed the brunette’s tip inside of your fluttering walls. Steve was staring up at him, a dark look passing over his features.

“We’ll make it fit,” Billy smiled teasingly as he watched your reaction, slowly pushing Steve inside of you with him. You whined at the burn from the stretch, your eyes fluttering shut as you leaned back against Billy, trying to adjust yourself to the feeling of the two of them inside you, “Atta girl.” Billy praised, pressing a messy kiss against the corner of your mouth.

“Oh my god,” You whined at the feeling of being stuffed so full, “Oh fuck.” You leaned forward, your head falling against Steve’s shoulder as his arms wrapped around you. He grunted softly, pushing upwards to fill in you. You squeaked softly as Billy gripped your hips again, slowly building up the pace he had before.

“Fuck,” Steve cursed out, desperately pulling your face towards him as he kissed you sloppily. Your mouth was hanging open in bliss and your cunt sang in harmony with their movements. You were sure you hadn’t ever felt so good before, “So good, so fucking good.” Steve grunted, interlocking your fingers together and squeezing.

It was like a game between the two of them, each of them was trying to see who could make you moan the loudest, who could be the one to come last. You were a whining mess, your legs shaking and resembling what you would think jello would feel like. Each time one boy pulled slightly out then the other pushed inside of you deeper, searching for the bundle of nerves inside of you.

Billy wrapped his large hand around your face, squeezing hard as he forced you to look at him, “Does it feel good baby?” His minty breath swam around your hot face. You nodded pathetically, your jaw aching from the way he was squeezing your jaw.

“So good,” You cried out pathetically as you rolled your hips, enjoying the sensation of being so filled. You could feel ever drag of their cocks, every soft movement, “Feels so good.” You repeated dumbly as he let go of your face, moving you back towards Steve as he smacked your backside again.

You were a mewling mess, unsure of how to move your hips to gain more pleasure inside of you. Your whole body felt on fire, constantly filled with pleasure from the way that the two boys were now moving together. As one pulled out, the other one was inside you and hitting the same deep spots that had your toes curling. Drool was falling from your lips and onto Steve’s chest from the delight that was filling your body.

“Gonna,” You breathed out hard, finding it difficult to catch your breath, “Gonna come.” You were finally about to speak. Billy grunted from behind you, dragging your hips back towards him as he continued to hit that same spot inside of you. Steve was thrusting up hard, his fingers gripping against your thighs as he searched for his high.

You cried as you came, thick hot tears were rolling down your face as you shook around the two of them. Your whole body was trembling, and Billy held onto your waist tightly to keep you from collapsing entirely. He licked at your wet tears, his sounds of pleasure vibrating across your skin as he did so.

“Fuck,” Steve huffed as he quickly pulled away, pumping himself hard in his hand as he released his thick fluid across your thighs and stomach. You whined as you watched the way his mouth opened in pleasure, “So fucking good.” He praised, his eyes glancing up towards you.

Billy’s hands wrapped around your neck again, gripping you back so you could face him. You stared at the curve of his face and admired the freckles on his cheeks. His lips parted as he groaned, squeezing at your neck as he emptied inside of you. You moaned out softly, feeling your mixture dripping down onto Steve.

"Little slut," Billy tsked, smacking the side of your ass. You yelped as he pushed in deeply one last time before he pulled himself out. You trembled as he reached forward, wiping away some of Steve's spunk from your stomach and pushing it between your lips, "Such a messy little bitch."

"Don't call her that," Steve breathed out hard, his eyes moving from your blissed out face to Billy's, "She's not one." Billy smirked, smacking your backside again.

"Whatever you say," Billy smirked softly, holding his hands up in defense. You stared at Billy for another moment, before Steve was pulling you towards him, "She likes it anyways." Steve ignored him as he traced his hands up your sides. You looked at Billy again, admiring his toned muscles as you caught your breath.

“You came inside,” Steve scowled as he glanced towards Billy. He was pulling you against him, rubbing his long fingers against your shaking form as you tried to calm yourself down from your very intense orgasm, “That wasn’t part of the rules.” Billy smiled and shrugged, not looking like he regretted anything as he moved towards the edge of his bed. You wondered how many other rules he had broken.

“Maybe I’ll see you around.” Billy sent you a wink as he dressed himself again. You did your best not to stare at his toned body as Steve’s arms wrapped around you once again.

“Fuck you,” Steve’s voice was short as he caressed his thumb across your skin, “This was a one-time thing. It’s never happening again.” You hoped he couldn’t feel the way your heart was beating inside of your chest. You watched Billy for another second, realizing that your boyfriend still had no idea about what was happening between you and the other boy. A sly smile pressed against your lips, deciding you could keep your own little secret.

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harrywavycurly · 11 months

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Double Trouble: You’ve known Steve Harrington for a while, you met at one of his house parties and just hit it off. Since then the two of you have occasionally hooked up here and there but now the two of you are about to be way more than just casual friends with benefits, you’re about to be first time parents to a set of twins. As if dealing with being a dad isn’t enough Steve also has to deal with Eddie Munson who just so happens to be your absolute bestfriend. So follow along as you and Steve transition from being casual hook up buddies to parents and maybe something more💙🩷

Type of Story: FWB to Lovers

Status: Ongoing

A/N: I’m sorry but everyone loves a dad to be Steve story so I just couldn’t help myself. Also Eddie is tossed in for comedic relief and he makes a great bestie but don’t get it twisted he is JUST your bff this is a Steve story✨

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*This is a texting story and you’ll find everything in the correct order below*

Part 1: Sweatshirt

Part 2: Twins

Part 3: Weekends

Part 4: Group Chat

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pappydaddy · 9 months

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right behind you (s.h.)

a/n: once again, ignore the title please! i suck at titles sometimes! but this is a surprise fic because i heard that it was one of my lovely moots birthdays today! and i know they have been going through a really hectic time in their lives right now so i wanted to put a smile on their face! especially since this moot has been with me since like day one of my blog and their continued support has been a godsend!

so, without further ado, here is your surprise birthday fic @the-weeping-author! i was kind of stumped for what to write for you, but i know how much you love eternal flame so i figured i would make a prequel to it for you! i hope you love it lovely! and a big happy birthday to you! 💛

tv show/movie: stranger things | pairing: steve harrington x fem!wheeler!reader

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prequel to eternal flame

synopsis: steve protects y/n, showing he will aways be right behind her and will always have her back.

warnings: spoilers for season 2 (kinda) | violence | billy being billy | blood mentioned | fluff sprinkled in

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The fall of King Steve didn’t bother Steve too much, particularly because he realised that the “King Steve” personna was not all that it was cracked up to be. And, because he had more important things in life then popularity. Y/N Wheeler being one of them. He had always noticed her. When she was sitting in the cafeteria with her friends or walking around the parking lot at school. Somehow, he never realised why he would always notice her. Not even when he was dating her sister last year or when he had rescued her from the demogorgon before he even knew what a demogorgon was, had he realised. It wasn’t until they were in that junkyard with a gaggle of kids, beating off a herd of demodogs. He remembered the moment so clearly.

He was out there by himself, a stupid decision on his part, surrounded by creatures straight from his nightmares. He had failed to notice one creeping up on him, belly to the ground - ready to pounce. He could hear the creek of the bus door being forced open, the startled calls of the kids behind him. His heart was beating too loud to hear what they were saying, his bat wound up. Whirling around to yell at them for opening the door, his words died in his throat when he saw the demodog spring from the ground towards him. A scream ripped from his throat as he stumbled backwards, falling on his ass, his eyes wide.

Just before the creature landed on him, another body side checked it, causing it to fall to the dirt with a thud. Breathing heavily, Steve looked up at his saving grace, seeing Y/N standing there, another bat raised high in the air as the demodog jumped back up, growling at her. The moonlight rained down on her like a spotlight from where Steve sat on the ground. In that moment, he swore he could see a halo around her head. “Steve,” She yelled, eyes never leaving the demodog as it stalked towards her. “What the hell are you doing,” She cried, snapping him back to reality. “Get your ass up! You might as well be bait if you’re just gonna sit there!”

A loud snarl ripped through the air as the demodog lunged at her before a loud thud was heard followed by a yelp. Steve’s eyes landed on movement from the shadows, seeing a monster emerging, their stomach low to the ground, their weird petal-like lips ripping in silent growls. His eyes widened and his blood ran cold when he saw it was headed right for Y/N. “Watch out!” He yelled, springing up from the ground, his hand grabbing his bat from the dirt beside him. In one fluid motion, he pulled the bat back and aimed it right at the creature, the nails embedding into its head.

“There are too many, Steve,” She yelled as the demodog Steve just shook off the hit, its skin regenerating from where the nails dug into its skull. “We need to get back on the bus,” Her chest rose and fell in panic, their backs hitting each other. For a second, it was like the electricity her touch sent through Steve’s body electrocuted his brain, stopping all brain activity for a moment. “Steve!” She yelled when he didn’t respond in any way.

“You run for the bus, I will be right behind you!” Steve ordered her. He felt her back leave his, a sign she wasn’t wasting anytime to follow his orders. He responded equally as fast, whirling around to see her converse covered feet touch the bottom step for point five seconds before she launched herself into the bus.

“Steve!” She yelled, launching him into movement. His sneakers beat against the loose dirt, creating a cloud around his feet. He could feel the thundering footfalls of the monsters behind him. So much adrenaline was rushing through him that he blacked out, unsure if his feet even hit the steps of the bus before the door was being slammed shut, his body curled up by the seat, his head somehow landing on Y/N’s lap.

Breathless, he shifted his head, looking up at her. Equally as breathless, she looked down at him. Her face had a few smudges of dirt on them, her hair tangled. “I was right behind you.” Was the only thing he could manage to say as the sight of her this close to him took the little breath he had away from him.

Right now, as he watched her float down the hall, totally engrossed in her conversation with her friend from her science class, he could care less about no longer being “King Steve” knowing that he was the reason he wasted so much time not loving her. Sure, there were questions in his head before the junkyard incident about his feelings towards the Wheeler girl, but he was with Nancy - her twin sister (another thing he was kicking himself for). He just viewed every moment leading up to the destruction of “King Steve” as a waste of time when he was not worshipping the ground she walked on. A waste of time where he could have been holding her, not Nancy who boosted his popularity.

Closing his locker, he watched her as she made her way through the busy halls. She was so completely unaware of his eyes on her as she chatted happily about her upcoming summer plans. Steve secretly hoped she would frequent his new job at an ice cream parlour in the new Starcourt Mall. He wanted to see her in sundresses, standing at the counter as she waited for her ice cream cone. He wanted to see her eyes light up when she talked. He wanted to see the different outfits she pieced together. Jean shorts and a band shirt, a skirt and a blouse, or any combination she thought was comfortable for the heat of the day.

A commotion further down the hall pulled him from his daydreams, seeing it was coming from the mass of people Y/N had just disappeared into. Hoisting his half empty bookbag higher onto his shoulder, he rushed through the crowd, his heart hammering in his chest as the worst possible scenarios rolled through his head. The sight he saw did nothing to calm his racing heart, in fact, it probably made it worse.

There stood Billy, standing high above the crowd as he smirked down at Y/N, his tongue darting out to flick over his bottom lip. “If you want me to move, you need to make it worth my while, Sweetheart.” He winked at her. Steve could see he was resting against her locker, his blue eyes looking down at her as if she were another challenge. Another notch in his belt once he got his way.

“I would rather stick my hand in the bin of gym socks.” Y/N sneered up at him, her chemistry and biology books clasped to her chests. Steve could see the way she pressed them to her, her fingers gripping them so hard they were turning white. She might appear like she wasn’t scared of Billy, but Steve could see her fear. Especially after their interaction with the Hargrove boy this fall.

“Hey, Hargrove,” Steve’s voice boomed, pushing through the growing crowd as he marched towards the newly appointed “King” of Hawkins. “Just move and leave her alone,” He suggested in a way that told him it was not a suggestion. “Go find some other person to bug.” He waved the taller boy off, pushing him back in order to stand between Y/N and Billy, making sure Billy got to him first.

“Aw, look at this, your bodyguard is back, Wheeler,” Billy smirked, his blue eyes lighting up just like they did that night, but just like that night, Steve wasn’t backing down. “Remember what happened last time, Harrington?” Billy asked, his thumb swiping along his jaw as he set it, showing his defined muscles.

From behind Steve, Y/N gulped loudly, her hand reaching up to rest on Steve’s shoulder. Steve wanted so desperately to turn around and comfort her, but he knew how Billy played. He played dirty and the second Steve turned his back, he would strike when his defences were low. “Steve, I don’t want you getting hurt again-”

“Yeah, listen to her, Steve,” Billy said mockingly, stepping closer to the pair in order to intimidate Steve. “Walk away before I hurt you again.”

“You have a better chance of getting taken down by a 12-year-old girl again than of me backing down, Hargrove.” Steve informed him, his nose flaring dangerously. The two guys glared at each other, neither of them saying anything else as their jaws ticked. Everyone could feel the tension as they stared into each other’s eyes, waiting for the other one to back down or throw the first punch.

Knuckles cracked and teeth ground together as the hall fell silent, everyone waiting for the familiar sound of a fist connecting with someone’s nose. Gasps filled the hall when the sound finally came followed by a string of curses leaving Steve and Billy’s mouths. “Steve!” Y/N cried out in shock, she threw her books to the side, grabbing the back of his shirt to yank him back. With him out of the way, she could see Billy on the ground, his nose leaking blood like a broken facet.

Mummers filled the hall as everyone started talking about how Steve finally won a fight with only throwing one punch. “Are you okay,” Steve asked Y/N, his voice raspy. She gave him a look as she grabbed his hand from where he clutched it to his chest. “Hey,” Steve called gently, bending down slightly, his hurt hand slipping from hers to grasp her chin between his pointer finger and his thumb gently. “Are you okay?” He asked again, brown eyes pouring into hers.

“I am okay, Steve,” She answered him, pulling his hand from her chin to inspect it. “You didn’t need to punch him, you know.” She told him, eyes flicking up to meet his before dropping back to his blood stained knuckles.

“He was bugging you, of course I had to,” Steve shrugged, winching when she pressed on one of his knuckles lightly. She gave him another look, earning a sheepish smile from him in return. “I’m always right behind you. I always have your back, Y/N.” He confessed in more ways than one, wishing he could just actually confess. Perhaps, if he performed more kind gestures, she would finally see how he feels about her.

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harringtonstilinski · 2 months

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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Twenty: The Case of the Missing Lifeguard

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) Word Count: 2,060 Warnings: fluff, Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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As always, I went to Steve’s house for the night after dropping Dustin off back home. I had changed into my pajamas when I got to his house.

Standing at the bathroom sink now, I was brushing my teeth when I watched Steve come into view, wrapping his arms around my middle before resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Yes?” I mumbled, mouth full of toothpaste.

“Can’t I just watch my beautiful girlfriend brush her teeth?” he asked.

I leaned my head back against his shoulder, continuing my brushing. Once I felt my teeth were cleaned enough, I leaned forward to spit the foam from my mouth before rinsing, Steve brushing his when I moved out of the way.

When he was through, we walked back to his room, where we crawled into bed. I sighed, placing my head on his chest. “I’m so tired.” I looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed. “Steve?”

His eyes were closed, mouth slightly ajar, light snores coming from him. I smiled a little to myself, placing my head back down on his chest, closing my own eyes and falling fast asleep.

~~~

I didn’t need to rush to get dressed and back to the house since Steve followed me and Dustin back home last night, where I dropped off our mom’s car before getting into Steve’s. I went with Steve to the mall so that he could open the store, Robin coming in a few minutes later.

Dustin also came back to Scoops. I guess he biked his way here. What confused me about seeing Dustin was the fact that he had his binoculars with him. I mean… what? He’d asked me to come with him and Steve on a stakeout, looking for a Russian dude.

“This is stupid,” I said, squatting behind a plant by the Chinese place in the food court. Looking back at it for a moment before turning my sights back to Steve and Dustin, I whined, “This is making me hungry!”

Ignoring me, Dustin asked Steve, “You see anything?”

“Uh, I guess I don’t totally know what I’m looking for,” Steve said, looking around through the binoculars.

“Evil Russians,” Dustin said matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, exactly, I don’t know what an evil Russian looks like.”

“Tall, blond, not smiling.”

“Mhmmm,” I said, sitting on my knees between them. “Look for earpieces, too.”

“Camo, duffel bags, that sort of thing,” Dustin added.

“Right, okay, duffel bags,” Steve noted, still looking through those damn binoculars for a moment before he whispered, “Oh, you’ve gotta be kidding me. Baby, look at this.”

He handed me the binoculars, the neck strap still around his neck as I put them to my face and said, “Oh, my gosh.”

“What?” Dustin asked.

“Anna Jacobi’s talking to that freaking meathead Mark Lewinsky,” I said.

“Liv, if you’re not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars.”

“Whatever fucking happened to damn standards?”

“Lewinsky never even came off the bench,” Steve added.

“You two are the worst spies in history, ya’know that?” Dustin said.

I was watching Lewinsky miming a shot for a basket when the binoculars were pulled from my hands, Steve saying, “Stop. Hey, stop.”

“Besides, I don’t even get why you’re looking for girls,” Dustin said. “You’ve got one right beside you.”

“Thanks, Dustin,” I deadpanned.

“Your sister just so happens to be in the ballpark of where my type is,” Steve said.

“Oh, you mean, funny, anti-social, clumsy, bit of a bitch at times–”

“You’re not–”

“Awww, thanks,” I said, sarcastically.

Gesturing towards me, Steve said, “Sarcastic.”

“Will you two get a room?” Dustin asked. “But, now that you’re both out of high school, which means you’re both technically adults, don’t you think it’s time you both moved on from the primitive construct such as popularity?”

“Oh, primitive constructs?” Steve said. “That some stupid shit you learned at Camp… Know… Nothing?”

“Camp Know Where, actually,” Dustin said. “And, no, it’s shit I learned from life.”

“You telling Steve to stop caring about his popularity is like telling me to quit graphic tees and Converses,” I said. “It just won’t happen. You can’t fix something that isn’t broken.”

“Yeah, uh-huh. Liv, instead of dating somebody you think is gonna make you cooler, why not date someone you actually like being around?”

I opened my mouth in shock. “You little asshole! I do like being around Steve!”

“I was using that as an example.”

“Oh.”

“Like me and Suzie.”

“Oh, Suzie,” Steve and I said. “You mean, hotter than Phoebe Cates.”

“Yeah, that Suzie,” Steve continued. “And, uh, let’s think about how exactly did you score that beautiful girlfriend? Oh, yeah. With my advice. Because that’s how this works, Henderson.”

I looked at him like please, continue.

“I give you the advice, you follow through. Not the other way around, pea-brain.”

“Watch it, Harrington,” I said. “No one calls him names except for me.”

~~~

Dustin was still trying to find his evil Russian, so I decided to treat myself to the Chinese food behind us. I had just walked back to him and Steve when he said, “Target acquired.”

“Where?” Steve asked, taking the takeout box from my hand.

“Hey!” I exclaimed as he took a bite of my chow mein.

“Ten o’clock, Sam Goody’s,” Dustin said.

“Give me that,” Steve said, taking Dustin’s binoculars. “Shit. Duffel bag.”

I looked around, seeing the person they acquired. Snickering, I said, “Oh, no.”

They looked at each other, both saying, “Evil Russian,” before they both stood up, Steve grabbing my elbow gently to guide me along.

We climbed the escalators, people dodging us as I said, “Excuse us. Sorry.” When we made it to the landing, Steve tried booking it to stay as close as possible to this dude, dodging in between crowds of people.

“Babe, slow down,” I said, taking a small bite of food.

“We’re losing him,” Steve said.

“You’re getting too close,” Dustin said.

Since I had looked down at my noodles to take another bite, I felt myself being moved out of the way, a “Watch it, dickwad,” following.

The guy went to turn around as Steve turned me in front of a plant, kissing me as he did so. It was just a simple kiss, but I wanted it to last longer than what it did. He turned his head away from me as he said, “We’ll finish that later,” before grabbing my hand to pull me along behind him and Dustin.

We hid behind a mall map, a smile on my face as I was finally able to get to eat some of my food. I stood next to them, watching the dude walk into the Jazzercise store, a small grin on my face as he did so.

“Alright, everyone, listen up!” the guy said, unzipping his duffle bag, revealing a boom box. “I just have one question for you.” He took off his sunglasses before dragging the big box out of the bag, asking, “Who… is ready to sweat?”, the women in the store cheering.

“That’s right! Okay, let’s start it nice and easy,” the guy added, taking off his black windbreaker jacket.

I looked over at the boys, trying not to laugh as they looked at the ladies doing Jazzercise; Steve gawking, and Dustin looking horrified.

My little brother looked at me, asking, “You find this amusing?”

“Heck yes! You two were tailing a Jazzercise instructor,” I chuckled.

“Wait, you knew?”

I nodded, chewing my bite of food. “I took a few classes when the mall first opened.”

Steve turned his head towards my direction, my eyes shifting up to meet his. “And you didn’t tell me?”

I shrugged. “You were working.” I took my last bite of food as I turned back in the direction we came, heading back to Scoops, the two of them having a conversation as we walked back.

Once we actually made it back, Steve said, “Yo, Robin, you’re not gonna believe who Dustin thought was a Russian.”

“You did, too,” Dustin said.

“No, I did not.”

Robin ran in between me and Dustin, an “excuse me, Liv,” coming from her as she did.

Curious, I ran after her, wanting to know if everything was okay. When I saw her in the middle of the food court, I said, “Robin, you okay?”

“What are you doing?” Steve asked.

“I cracked it,” she said.

“Cracked what?”

She hoped down from her stand on the ledge. “I cracked the code.”

I was so freaking happy, I squealed and gave her a hug, pulling away as I laughed. “I can’t believe you did it!”

~~~

I looked over at Steve, raincoat on my back with the hood on my head. “I’m going to murder you.”

“Look for Imperial Panda and Kaufman Shoes,” Robin said over the rain.

I watched Steve push his hair back some out of his face, wet in all its glory. “You look good wet,” I whispered.

Have I ever been turned on by Steve? Yes. Have I or we done anything about it? Partially. Seeing Steve wet from the rain was doing things to me that I didn’t want to act upon with Dustin sitting next to him.

“They’re with that whistling guy, ten o’clock,” Dustin said. He was looking through his binoculars.

Turning my head to look away from my handsomely good-looking boyfriend, I saw a couple boxes with a panda on it. The same panda that was on my takeout box from earlier.

“What do you think’s in there?” Steve asked.

“Guns, bombs,” Dustin and I said.

“Chemical weapons?” Robin added.

“Whatever it is, they’re armed to the teeth,” Dustin said.

I winced and moved closer to Steve as a loud thunderclap sounded above us, watching as he rubbed his eyes with his fingers before putting his arm around me as he said, “Great. That’s great.”

Two doors opened, a shit ton more boxes being shown.

“Hey,” Robin said. “What’s in there?”

“It’s just more boxes,” Dustin said.

I felt Steve move as he said, “Let me check it out.”

“No, I’m still looking.”

I guess they were fighting over the binoculars as Steve said, “Lemme see it,” before he stood slightly, Dustin saying, “Hang on!” before a very loud thud sounded.

Not wanting to get caught, I quickly turned around, pressing my back to the top of the building, the back of my head against the ledge we were just leaning on.

Both of my hands were being held; my left by Steve, and my right by Robin.

“We need to get off this roof before we die,” I said, turning my head back and forth to Steve and Robin.

We quietly went to the roof access door, surprisingly opening it quietly before heading down the steps, somehow dodging the Russian.

Walking down the hallway, Robin said, “Well, I think we found your Russians.”

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When Steve and I got back to his house, we took a shower… together. There wasn’t anything sexual about it, more… intimate and romantic, I guess would be the words. We took turns washing each other’s hair before I washed his chest and back, letting him wash his own legs. I turned around so that he could wash my back before he let me wash my own legs.

When we were both done, we dried off and got dressed before we started brushing our teeth. Grabbing my brush, I went to start brushing my hair, but Steve stopped me, grabbing the brush from my hand and doing it for me.

“Wow, Harrington,” I mused. “This is a different side of you I’ve never seen before.”

“What?” he asked.

“All… domestic and shit.” I smiled. “It’s nice. I like it.”

“A side for only you to see.” He kissed my shoulder, continuing the strokes on my hair.

We stayed up for a little while longer to let my hair fully dry. I was reading a book when I noticed Steve looking at me from the corner of my eye. Turning to look at him, I asked, “What?”

Putting his own book down, he looked at me after removing his glasses and said in the softest voice, “Read to me.”

I smiled as I turned my back to him a little, relaxing on his side, his arm around me. As I started reading, I couldn’t help but feel that four letter word even more.

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hearts4court · 5 months

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hey y’all. You guys did awesome with the Billy X reader requests.

How about just stranger things in General?

You can request for:

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Johnathan Byers

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ayyeitssarahh · 2 years

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Hey! I love your writing!! Could I maybeee request a Henderson|SisterxEddie imagine where she helps Eddie study cuz Dustin begged her to and she has pretty tensed neck/shoulders and he massages it for her and she let’s some moans slip cuz it feels good and he get’s really turned on by it and has to hide his boner cut she‘s oblivious. After a few study-dates and massages they maybe kiss and the rest is up to you! This would be amazing!!!!

A/n: Thank you so much for being my first request! Sorry for taking forever to do it but I finally had the energy, so here you go! It’s a little different from the request, but besides that, I hope this is to your satisfaction!

One hell of a Study Sesh!

Eddie Munson x Fem!Henderson!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Fingering, Handjob (I don't think there's more but if so, please let me know!)

Word Count:2.5k

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“Please Y/n?!” Begged Dustin, following me down the hallway to my locker. It was lunch which means I have 3 more hours until the weekend.

“Why are you asking me?” I asked, opening my locker, putting my books in and then grabbing my English book, shutting my locker and leaning against it, finally sparing Dustin a glance.

“Because he really needs help! He just needs to pass this exam and he's good to finally graduate this year!” He exclaimed.

“Plus, you’re like the smartest person I know!” He added, with a smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes, starting to walk to the cafeteria, Dustin once again following me, “You’re just saying that because I’m your sister.” I said.

“Finee, ok, yes, that's true but I don’t know anyone else who’s a senior and good with english!” He said, throwing his hand up.

“Well, what about steve?” I asked my younger brother.

He ran in front of me, opening the cafeteria door for me, “He can’t, he's busy this weekend and the test is Monday. And he’s not that fond of Eddie” he said, walking beside me.

I walk towards the lunch line, seeing what they have, my eyes immediately falling on a Turkey sandwich, a bag of lays and a coke. Putting them on my tray and waiting for the 4 people in front of me to pay so I can finally sit down and eat.

“Please please please Y/n?! Just this once!” He begged, putting his hands together in a prayer motion.

I sighed, “If I do it, what's in it for me?” I ask, pulling out my wallet as I'm the next person in line.

“I'll clean your bathroom for 2 weeks?!” He asked.

“Add my half of the dishes to it and I'll do it!” I said, paying the lady and grabbing my tray. Walking over to Robin and Steve.

“Yes! Thank you! Love you, you’re the best sister ever!” He yelled, hugging me and rushing off to the Hellfire club table where Eddie is moving his hands around dramatically and the guys are laughing.

Finally sitting down, I close my eyes for a second before opening them and digging into my sandwich.

“What was that about?”Asked Robin.

“D wants me to tutor Munson for English. I guess his exam is Monday and he needs a bit of extra help.” I said, opening my chips and shoving a few in my mouth.

“Oh yeah, Steve was telling me how Dustin asked him but he can't because, get this, he has a date Sunday!” She exclaimed, elbowing steve.

He rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Yeah so? I like this girl, she's cool and nice and so I asked her out. She said yes and now we’re going out on Sunday.” He said nonchalantly, hiding the smile that was trying to come out.

I smiled and leaned over, giving his hand a squeeze, “Congrats Steve, I’m glad you found somebody.” I said with an encouraging smile.

He nodded in thanks and continued eating.

Robin got up and threw her trash away, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder. “I gotta head to history early, I need to do some extra credit to bring my grade from a C- to a B-. See ya!” She said, kissing my head and waving at Steve.

Finishing my lunch as well, I stand up to throw it away and grab my bag as well, “The bell rings in five minutes and I gotta go see when Munson wants to do this. I'll see you after school.” I said to Steve, waving bye as he got up and threw his trash away.

Walking over to the Hellfire Club table, it was rowdy as hell, I cleared my throat making it known I was there.

They all stop and look at me. I nod, “Munson” I said as a greeting.

He smiled, nodding as well, “Older Henderson! What can I do for you on this fine afternoon?” He asked.

“Dustin asked me if I could tutor you in English or something, I just want to know when you want to do it. I'm free today after school.” I said, “Or we can do it this weekend, I don’t really care when we do it” I said, looking bored and just wanting to get to class.

He nodded and looked at Dustin who smiled awkwardly at him, “How about tonight at 7:30? My place?” He asked, standing up as the bell had rung.

I nodded, “Sounds good.” I turned to Dustin, “Still want me to pick you up from Hellfire tonight?” I ask him. He nods.

I smile and kiss his cheek, ruffling his hair. “Alright! See you later little bro!” I said. “Hellfire Club members!” I nodded. Turning away and walking out the cafeteria to my English class.

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*After School*

I sigh and walk out of class and towards the parking lot. Not needing to stop by my locker since I'm tutoring Eddie later.

I spot Steve waiting next to my car with Robin. I'm giving him a ride to the auto shop so he can pick up his car and take him and Robin to work.

“Alright guys! Let's get going, I have 4 and a Half hours to study after dropping you off before I have to head to Munsons and tutor him” I said, unlocking the car and getting in.

They get in as well, “Where’s this place again?” I asked Steve.

“Up the road and then take a left, then when we hit the light, turn left again, there should be a parking lot, thats where it's at.” He said. I nodded and started driving.

Steve leaned over and pushed in the CD that was already in my radio, Separate Ways by Journey starts playing.

He shakes his head, lowering the volume, “I can’t believe you like this crap.” He said.

I look at him offended, “Journey is NOT crap!” I said.

He just laughs and sjakes his head.

A couple minutes later I pulled into the parking lot, pulled to the side and put the car in park.

They get out. Shutting his door, Steve leans down, “I'll call you later ok?” He asks. I nod, saying bye to him and Robin.

Heading home, I walked into the house, put my keys on the table and then, walked upstairs and into my room, dropping my bag on the floor and falling face first on my bed, groaning. Looking at the clock I see it's only 3:30.

Deciding since I'm gonna have to study Munson later, I'll take a small nap instead of studying. I can do that tomorrow.

Setting an alarm for 5:00pm, I get under the covers and relax my body, feeling my muscles ache for some odd reason.

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Hearing my alarm go off, I groan and turn over, turning it off. I layed in bed for a good 10 minutes before I decided to get up and take a quick shower before eating some dinner.

Walking to the bathroom, I turn on the water and step in, quickly washing my hair and body.

Stepping out and into a towel, I go to my room and change into a matching dark gray lace set. Then I throw on some gray sweatpants and a plain white shirt. Looking at the clock I see it's only 5:30, so I make some dinner and then head up to my room to study for a bit.

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Getting lost in my History book, I look over at the clock and see it's almost 7. Setting it down, I open my backpack to make sure everything to help Eddie is in there and then head downstairs, grabbing my keys off the table. I walk out, yelling to my mom that i’m going to pick up Dustin and that I’ll be back later.

Getting in the car, I throw my bag in the back seat and head over to the school. Pulling into the parking lot 10 minutes later, just in time to see Dustin walk out with Mike and Lucas.

“Hey Y/n, can we give a ride to Lucas and Mike too? I know it’s last minute but Nancy was their ride and she had to do something.” Dustin asks. I nodded, “Sure D. Get in dorks, I gotta be at Eddies in 15 minutes.” I said as they all piled in the back seats, Dustin in the front.

Pulling out the Parking lot, I dropped Lucas off first since he was the closest and then Mike a couple minutes later.

Finally pulling up to the house, I put the car in park and turned to Dustin, “Tell mom I’ll be home around 9 or 9:30.” I said, he nodded and gave me a thumbs up.

He gets out of the car and waves bye, rushing up the steps of the house. Once I made sure he was inside, I pulled out and made my way to the trailer park.

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10 minutes later, I’m standing in front of his door just about to knock when it opens. His uncle stops for a sec before walking around me and down the steps, “Hey Y/n, he’s in his room. Goodluck!” He jokes, I laugh and walk in, towards what I think is his room. Well hearing Metallica playing on the other side of the door, I can only assume.

I knock, waiting a sec. Hearing a slight ‘Come in’ over the music, I open the door and walk in.

He’s sitting on the bed in sweatpants and his Hellfire shirt getting his English book out of his backpack along with his notebook and a pen.

“Hey” I said, sitting next to him and pulling out my own notebook.

“Hey” He mumbles, eyebrows furrowing, trying to figure something out.

I smile a little, thinking how he looks kinda cute when he does that. Handing him my notebook with notes, I tell him to copy them and when he’s done I'll explain them to him.

While he does that I walk around his room, admiring the posters on his wall and his beautiful guitar.

Moving my arm to lightly graze over the strings, I hiss, rubbing my shoulders to ease them.

“What’s wrong?” Eddie asks, putting the notebook down and walks over to me.

“Oh nothing, my shoulders just ache and little. Must be from my backpack” I said shrugging it off.

“Hmmm, I could massage them for you?” He says, “Not if that’s weird or something but when I was little my mom used to do this thing with her thumbs to help me fall asleep.” He quickly added.

I thought about it for a moment before nodding. Walking back over to the bed and sitting down.

He crawls up behind, slowly moving my hair to the side and putting his hands on my shoulder.

Right when he starts messaging my shoulders, I feel a sense of relief and let out a small groan.

He pauses for a second before continuing, digging his thumbs in but not too hard. My eyes roll into the back of my head, not realizing I let a little moan slip out. He tenses, and slowly comes to a stop. When I open my eyes back up, I realize he hasn’t moved from his spot behind me. When I go to turn around, he quickly grabs my shoulders, stopping me.

“Wait, I- hold on” He says, his voice sounding strained.

“Are you okay Eddie?” I ask, feeling concerned and turned around anyways only to see his eyes closed and a pillow over his lap.

Taking a moment to look at him, I realize why he looks like this. Slowly and carefully, I grab and remove the pillow from his lap. He opens his eyes and looks at me with wide eyes.

“Y-Y/n, wait, I can explain,” He started but I cut him off my leaning towards him, lightly bruising my lips against his, nervous if I'm going too far. But when he leans in the rest of the way, smashing his mouth on to mine, I know I didn’t.

Crawling into his lap, still kissing him, I move my hands down and start to palm over him, he groans against my lips, moving his own down my neck, sucking on my collarbone.

Tugging his pants down a little, just enough for his dick to pop out, I start to pump him up and down slowly, using the pre cum that leaked out to help.

He jerks in my hand, moaning against my neck as I slowly start to move my hand faster. I lean down a little, pressing little kisses to his neck.

“F-Fuckkk” He moans, spilling his seed all over my hands and shirt.

I keep pumping him slowly until he’s done, he leans against me for a few seconds to catch his breath.

“God, that was so good.” He whispers, lifting his head to look at me. I smile and lean towards him a little.

He leans in and rests his forehead against mine. His hands move down from my hip to the top of my sweats.

He looks into my eyes as his hand slides into my pants and rubs me over my panties. I moan, jerking in his hand.

“So wet for me Y/n.” He says, circling my clit.

“O-ohhh” I can’t even get any words out.

He moves my panties to the side to rub his thumb up and down my slit.

Feeling it graze over my hole, I whimper, clenching around nothing.

He smirks, noticing. Leaning back, he turns me around and pulls my back against his chest.

Putting his hand into my pants again, he uses his other hand under my shirt and pulls down my bra cup, rolling my nipple between his fingers.

I lay my head back, resting it on his shoulder.

His hand in my pants grazes over my hole again, slowly pushing a finger inside.

I groaned, turning my head to face his neck, lightly biting it.

Adding another finger into the mix, he moved the hand from under my shirt to circle my clit.

Trembling under him, I feel my orgasm start to build up.

“Eddie! Oh my god! I'm gonna cum!”I said loudly.

“You’re gonna cum? Ohhh such a good girl. Cum for me Y/n.” He encouraged me.

One more thrust of his fingers and I'm coming undone all over his hands.

Jerking my hips up and down form overstimulation, he slowly takes his fingers out, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean.

I couldn't help but watch in amazement. He hums in approval.

“So good babe.” He says, looking down at me.

Feeling my face flush, I go to sit up, only for him to pull me back.

“Now hold on a second. How about, you call Dustin and tell him you’re staying with Robin tonight, I’m not done with you yet.” He says, a smirk on his face.

I can only nod, standing up of trembling legs and going to his phone.

He looks down at the abandoned English book and notebooks, chuckling.

I look at him and then the books and laugh, “That was one hell of a study sesh!” He exclaims.

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Please don't be afraid to send more request! Any ideas on who to write about will be awesome! Im aiming to write about Bucky Barned next, what do you think?! <3

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mayrose713 · 2 years

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We'll Always Have Each Other (Pt 2)

Steve Harrignton x fem!reader,

slight Best Friend Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: Steve finds out about Y/n’s self harm after picking her up from her best friends trailer. This is pt2, please read pt1 before you read this part.

Warnings (Pls DONT read if any of these are triggering for you or makes you uncomfortable): Swearing, abuse, depression, self harm, panic attacks, trauma, ptsd, drugs, smoking, slight nudity but nothing explicit, fluff

Word Count: 2404

Pt1

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to get part two up, been dealing with a lot this last week but here y’all go. Most things that I write are based closely on my own experiences and traumas, this way I can write a better and happier ending though. If you go through anything similar please know you are not alone and you are always welcome to message me if you need to talk.

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The drive to Steve’s house was silent, Y/n just watching out the window at the passing houses and trees with her head pressed against the glass. While Steve kept his eyes on the road glancing over at his girlfriend every once and awhile, one hand on the steering wheel the other on her thigh rubbing his thumb in soothing circles.

“I’m sorry.” Steve finally said after pulling into his driveway and putting the car in park.

“What?”

“I’m sorry.” He said again, grabbing her hand to just hold. “I’m so fucking sorry Y/n/n.”

“Why are you sorry?” She placed the hand he wasn’t holding on his cheek.

“Because I’m your boyfriend, I should have been there to protect you.” He explains with tears brimming his eyes as he looks at her bruised cheek. “I can protect you from other dimension monsters but the real monster was in your own home this whole time.”

“Don’t beat yourself up about this Steve.” She wiped away a tear that fell down his cheek. “You didn’t know, I never told you or let Eddie tell you about any of this.”

“But still, I should have known something was up.” He closed his eyes while laying his head back against the headrest. “I mean it all makes sense, why you never wanted to go swimming, always wore long sleeves even in the hottest of summers, never really let me touch you. I should have realized something was wrong so much sooner.”

“Steve, baby. I did everything I could for you not to find out.” She started to cry again, making him look back at her.

“Why don’t we finish discussing this inside love.” Steve opened the door before going around and opened her door for her. “My parents are out of town for the week so we’ve got the place to ourselves right now. You can stay as long as you need to.”

Y/n just nodded her head and followed Steve inside his house and up to his room. She sat on his bed playing with her charm bracelet while watching him rummage through his dresser.

“Here’s a shirt for you to sleep in.” He finally turned around with one of his old Hawkins High shirts in hand. “It’s going to be pretty big on you but at least it’s something comfy.”

“Thank you Steve.” She gave a forced smile while hesitantly reaching out to take it seeing it was a short sleeve shirt making her nervous.

“Is that blood?” Instead of giving her the shirt he grabbed her hand gently to inspect the blood on her sleeve. “Y/n, did he hurt you more than just your cheek?”

“No. It must just be from when I used my sleeve to wipe the blood earlier.” She lied, knowing it was from one of the cuts on her wrist opening back up when they grabbed her earlier. “He just smacked me and his ring cut my cheek.”

“Baby, please don’t lie to me.” Steve begged. “You don’t have to keep anything from me, I just want to help you.”

“He didn’t hurt me anywhere else today Steve. I promise.” She tried reassuring him but it wasn’t working. “He only smacked me before I ran out of the house and went to Eddie’s.”

“What happened?”

“My moms always drunk when I get home from work and so my step dad expects me to cook dinner and have it ready by the time he gets home.” She starts to explain while not looking up at him. “Well I got home from my shift later than I usually do so dinner wasn’t ready when he got home. He said I can never do anything right and how I’m a worthless piece of shit. Said I’m lucky he lets me live in his house and he can’t wait for me to turn eighteen next month so he can be rid of me for good. When I tried standing up for myself he hit me to shut me up. So I left before he could do anymore.”

“You’re safe now baby girl.” Steve wiped the tears from her cheeks she didn’t know she had shed. “You won’t ever have to see that bastard again.”

“How Steve, I have nowhere else to go. I have to go back home eventually.” She sobbed as he pulled her into his chest.

“I’m calling Hopper first thing in the morning and we’ll get this figured out, I promise.” He rubbed soothing circles on her back. “For now, why don’t we get ready for bed.”

Y/n moved away from Steve who then gave her his shirt from before. She just sat there looking at it not sure what to do anymore but she knew she could no longer hide her biggest secret from her boyfriend anymore.

“What’s wrong?” He asked after noticing her lack of effort to get ready for bed.

“You’re going to hate me.” She put her hands over her face as she laid back on the bed trying not to cry again.

“Now why would I hate you? I love you so much.” Steve leaned over her, keeping his arms on either side of her so as to not crush her with his weight. “Come on baby, look at me please.”

“No.” She said while shaking her head.

“Why not?”

“BecauseIliedtoyou.” She said quickly while it was also muffled in her hands.

“Y/n I can’t understand you right now.” He tried gently removing her hands from her face but she wouldn’t budge leaving him no choice but to grab her wrists and force them away from her face though he wasn’t rough at all.

“Ow.” She hissed, as he placed her hands above her head.

“I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t mean to hurt you but…” He trailed off as he noticed her sleeve having rolled up a bit showing the cuts and scars on her wrist.

Y/n noticed the horror on his face when she realized what exactly he was looking at. She wiggled her way out from underneath him while he was still in shock and curled in on herself.

“It’s not what you think.” She said.

“What do you mean it’s not what I think?” He started to raise his voice a little as he stood up straight now rubbing his face and started to pace.

“I’m sorry.” Y/n brought her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

“How long have you been hurting yourself?” He asked. “A few weeks, a month?”

“Longer.” She mumbled trying not to sob. “Almost a year.”

“A year? A fucking year.” He yelled, pulling at his hair in frustration. “Jesus Christ.”

“I’ll just go home.” Y/n quickly slid off the bed and tried to get to the door before Steve processed what she said but she wasn’t fast enough as he grabbed both sides of her waist and blocked her path.

“Oh no you don’t. There’s no fucking way you’re going back to the hellhole with that bastard.” He growled out.

“It’s fine Steve. I’m fine. I'll live.” She told him now fully crying and having a bit of trouble breathing.

“But you’re not fine.” He then realized he’s being a bit too harsh as he noticed her breathing falter. “I just want to help you.”

“N-no. You don’t have to deal with me. I’m not worth it. I-I’m a shitty girlfriend and-and…”

“Hey, hey. You need to breathe.” He pulled her to him and sat down on his bed with her in his lap, head against his chest soothing her the best that he could. “Come on baby girl, breathe for me. I’ve got you. Just copy my breathing. Deep breath in… and out.”

She gripped onto his shirt as he coached her and tried her best to do what he says. He clearly has no intentions of letting her go until she’s calmed down from her panic attack.

“I’m s-sorry. You shouldn’t have to deal with me…”

“Don’t say that.” He cut her off, pulling away to properly look at her, grabbing her cheeks. “I love you baby. I will do anything for you. Please let me help you.”

“You don’t hate me?” She asked, still very scared about everything that has happened so far.

“Of course not darling. I could never hate you.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you, don't ever forget that.”

“I love you too.” She whispered.

“Now can I have a look at your arms please?” He rubbed her cheek softly.

She nodded her head as he pulled up her sleeves to see the angry red lines, which a few of the more recent ones had opened back up again and were bleeding. He couldn’t help but notice all the faded scars, too many to count. He then grabbed the back of her thighs, picking her up and took her to the bathroom placing her on the counter.

“How have you been treating them?” He asked, going back to inspecting her arms under the better lighting.

“I never thought about doing that.” She lowered her head for being stupid.

“It’s okay. I just don’t want them to get infected.” He said while grabbing the first aid kit from the cabinet before placing himself between her legs and grabbed what he needed. “I’ll help you with it, it’ll all be okay.”

He started cleaning her wounds, apologizing each time she hissed or whimpered in pain then wrapped them in bandages before kissing the back of her hand. He then cleaned the wound on her cheek before putting a small band aid over it and rested his hand on her cheek causing her to lean into his touch.

“Thank you.” She gave him a small smile.

“Anytime baby girl.” He smiled back. “Now can you truthfully tell me if you’ve hurt yourself anywhere else.”

“I haven’t.” She shook her head. “But…”

“But what?”

Y/n proceeded to pull her shirt off revealing the very large purple and black bruise on her ribs and several others scattered around her torso. He also noticed a few on her back from the mirror behind her, all of the bruises ranging in different colors due to the time they’ve had to heal.

“Oh my god Y/n.” He gasped. “How are you even moving around just fine? It looks like they would all hurt like hell.”

“I guess you could say I’ve gotten used to the pain from years of this.” She mumbled.

“I promise you that you will never have to experience any of this ever again.” Steve reassured her while looking through the first aid kit again. “I know I’ve got an ointment or something that can help sooth the bruises.”

After finding it he started applying the cream to all of her bruises. Apologizing when he pressed too hard on some of the worse ones. Y/n just watched as he did this, unable to keep her eyes off him. How did she get so lucky to have him?

“What are you staring at?” He asked, bringing her out of her trance once he was done.

“You.” She mumbled as he placed his hands on her thighs. “I don’t deserve you Steve Harrington.”

“No, you’ve got it wrong.” He smiled a little. “It’s the other way around, I don’t deserve you. You’re just so perfect.”

“Perfect?” She scrunched up her eyebrows before gesturing her arms out. “I’m broken.”

“You’re not broken, baby, this is just proof of how hard you have fought.” He pulled her to him, kissing her forehead. “I know I can’t force you to stop but please, please let me know if you ever have the need to harm again. And especially tell me if it got too much and you did hurt yourself, I promise I won’t be mad. I just want to help in any way I can.”

“But you also have so much to deal with too.” She reminded him. “I don’t want to burden you with my problems as well.”

“You aren’t burdening me with shit.” He placed his finger under her chin to have her properly look up at him. “We’ll always have each other! No matter what, okay?”

“Okay.” She smiled up at him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He gave her a quick peck to the lips. “Now let’s go to bed. Tomorrow will be a new day and we’ll get this all figured out.”

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“Hey man, how’s our girl doing?” Eddie asked from the other side of the phone after Steve asked to use it at the police station while he sat waiting for Y/n and Hopper to finish up.

“She’s talking with Hop right now seeing if they are able to make a case against her mom and step dad.” He explained. “I had gotten her cuts and bruises all patched up last night.”

“So she told you everything then.” Eddie sighed in relief knowing he didn’t have to keep his best friend's secret from her boyfriend any longer. “What’s the plan for her now?”

“She is going to stay with me for the time being no matter what happens. Hop said he would accompany her to her house to get her belongings to take back to mine.” He explains. “Then once she and Robin turn eighteen the four of us will be able to get a place all together like we’ve been planning.”

“Good. That is if she’s still wanting me to move in with you guys.” Eddie pointed out. “Tell her I’m sorry again for telling you and breaking our promise.”

“I will, don’t worry. Though I’m pretty sure she’s no longer mad at you.” Steve reassured the other male. “I bet she’ll be asking me if you and Robin can come over later.”

“Thanks man for keeping me updated.” Eddie laughed a little at Steve’s joke. “At least now all we will have to worry about with her is the nightmares and panic attacks which we all suffer from so.”

“We’re all here for each other. It’s the best we can do.” Steve said while fiddling with the charms on his key chain. “I’m sure I’ll see you later.”

“Alright, see you later.” And with that they hung up.

And sure enough Y/n wasn’t mad at Eddie any more having asked Steve if he and Robin could come over for a movie night.

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Caffeine | Eddie Munson, Coffee Shop AU

— Stranger Things.

— One shot.

— x Reader (Y/N)

❪ FEM! she/her ❫ ❪ prompt: ‘I write a bad pick up line on your cup every time i’m your barista’ AU ❫

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𖥻 Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, Coffee Shop AU, in which Edward “Eddie” Munson is the barista who’s casual flirty remarks you can’t seem to just brush off as nothing more than banter. OR in which Eddie‘s temporary job making coffee became a delight when he began flirting with a regular costumer

𖥻 No connection to Stranger Things series timeline. Ending is rushed as I lost inspiration. 5.5k words

𖥻 2023 rewrite here

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As I sat in the small coffee shop on the outskirts of town, I found my attention wandering from the book I had been trying to read.

Having reread the same sentence at least 59 times, my mind was preoccupied with the new barista. I had frequented this coffee shop regularly since starting high school, and never once had I guessed Eddie Munson would end up working here. Let alone imagine myself staring in awe as he was being trained.

His long curly hair was pulled back, tied into a bun with a few loose curls springing out and falling on his face every so often. I was watching intently as he learned how the coffee machine worked, and the regular barista trained him.

She had no idea that she was currently teaching the ‘freak, outcast’ Eddie Munson how to make a cappuccino, or that he usually made his money selling drugs in the woods behind the high school. It didn’t seem like he had shut out his personality for this position, Eddie had a Dungeons & Dragons pin next to his name badge on his apron, proudly showing off one of his interests. I felt the ends of my lips quirk upwards as he spilled some milk, cursing under his breath and his voicing carrying across the almost empty shop.

“Y/N” The barista called, snapping me out of my thoughts

“Yeah?” I almost croaked, Eddie was never someone I actively spent time looking at. For the past few years all I’d seen and heard was girls fawning over Steve Harrington or Billy Hargrove, so I’d never taken notice that Eddie was someone I would find so attractive. His reputation proceeded him.

“Do you need a new drink?” The girl gestured towards Eddie, who was still focused on the milk frother, and I closed my book. “Eddie” She said, catching the boys attention as I got to the counter. “Your first customer”

“Right” The boy turns around completely, his eyes locking on mine and making my mouth begin to feel dry.

I had never been in a class with Eddie, he was a year above me. Technically, he was two years older than me, but was about to be in the same class as I was since I’d heard he failed senior year once again and had to retake it for the third time.

“Good afternoon” The boy greeted. His badge said ‘Edward’ but I had never heard anyone call him that, and it seemed like if I did call him that he would repeatedly tell me his name was in fact Eddie.

Putting his hands either side of the register he waited for me to decide on my order, even though I almost always went back to getting the same drink. His coworker idly standing beside him and smiling at me, she already knew what I would be getting since it was always her that served me.

“Large iced coffee” I sighed, looking at the pastries in the display “And that donut”

I pressed my finger against the glass, the pink sprinkle donut seemed to call to me.

Eddie let out a low chuckle as he grabbed the donut and I watched with excitement. He slipped the donut into a paper bag and held it out of me, I stared at his hand for a second before reaching for it.

He flinched as my hand brushed against his and I took the donut, passing him the money. I looked up to smile at him, feeling his eyes pour into mine. The most gorgeous brown I had ever seen, they were as sweet as chocolate and as solid as the oak.

“Um, a name for the order?” He rushed, looking back down and fumbling to pick up a plastic cup.

“Y/N” I smiled, holding back my laughter “I’m a regular, get used to this face”

“Of course” Eddie said, writing my name on the cup. A single curl of hair fell loose and slipped down his forehead, the owners must have forced him to tie his hair back because I had never seen it out of his face before. “It’ll be ready soon”

“Thanks” My voice comes out almost a whisper, taking a few steps back and shuffling to my table. Internally groaning at my embarrassment.

Eddie wasn’t as classically attractive as Steve, or as infamous for his way with women as Billy. And honestly the only things I knew about him weren’t extremely positive.

But I knew he was in charge on the D&D club, and that he played guitar. One of his friends was my classmate Gareth Emerson but we’d only talked once when paired for an English assignment.

I liked Gareth, he seemed really nice and was fun to be around, but people were constantly harassing him as if he was beneath them.

Eddie called out my name, he didn’t have to speak very loud because it was only a small establishment and it was never very busy.

I was hoping the fresh coffee would allow me to focus back on my studies, I was doing fine when I got here after school but lost track the second I saw Eddie walk though the door. Leather jacket on and a flannel tied around his waist.

He pushed the iced coffee across the counter and dug his hands into his pockets as I approached the counter again. Picking up my drink, I furrow my eyebrows and look at the cardboard slip around the cup as I look at a crudely written message.

Oh, can you feel that? There is definitely something brewing between us.

I stare at it for a few seconds my eyes flicking between the message and Eddie’s face a couple times. He swallows hard and clears his throat, turning on his heels and pretending to do something else.

Putting the straw to my lips and spinning on my toes, I go back to my table and ‘hit the books’. Eddie had made a decent cup of coffee for his first order, and he made it very personal by writing a cheesy pick up line on it.

After tapping my pen on my open notebook for another 5 minutes I accepted that I wouldn’t be finishing me essay today.

‘Definitely something brewing between us.’ What did it mean? I know it was a coffee pun but he had reacted when our hands touched so maybe it was more than just a random remark, although i’m sure he wasn’t interested too much in girls right now.

I closed my books, there was three weeks until summer so I didn’t need to start thinking about boys now. I needed to get all my work done so that I could relax and enjoy myself, with the new Starcourt Mall opening I’d be able to have a summer that didn’t feel like I was in some small town.

After pushing everything into my backpack and picking up my half finished drink I got up and swung my bag over my shoulder.

“Bye” I sighed, tiredly waving to the baristas as they wiped down the counter. The bell above the door jingled as I left.

As I got close to my house, the sun dipped was almost completely gone and so was my coffee. I opened the lid of the trash can, looking at the cardboard sleeve and taking it off, tucking it in my back pocket before dropping the plastic cup in and going inside.

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A week and a half had passed since Eddie had started at the coffee shop, and as the days went on he had started to pick up more shifts, and each time he would write something new on the cup.

Words are not enough to espresso how cute you are.

Do you need more sugar or am I sweet enough?

I’ve thinking about you a latte.

I had started to slip the sleeve into my bag before leaving, and kept them in my desk draw at home so that I wouldn’t loose them. I knew they didn’t actually mean anything but they made me feel special. I wasn’t sure if he wrote on everyone’s orders or just mine since I never saw anyone else’s cups. Eddie and I had seen each other at school a few times since, he would be at the lunch table with his friends and we’d sometimes make eye contact as I passed by but nothing ever came of it. Desperately wanting to say something to him on days he looked indisputably happy or just really really cute.

I tucked my books tightly under my arm, adjusting the backpack on my shoulder and yawning as I got closer to the small coffee shop.

Walking up to the door, the small bell jingled as I entered. I gave my best smile to the familiar faces, trying to hide how unexplainably tired I was. How on earth I was still yawning at 4pm was beyond me. It wasn’t even as if my day was very exhausting, all I did was go to class and sit in the library during free periods.

Dropping my bag at the foot of a small table, I put my books down and fish out my wallet. “Afternoon” I yawned, rubbing my eye as I got to the counter.

“Good afternoon” Eddie smiled at me, grabbing a cup and already putting my name on it.

“Can I get an extra shot today? I feel like i’ve been hit by a land speeder”

Eddie laughed “So you’re a Star Wars geek, wouldn’t have guessed”

“Oh? Why’s that?“

Eddie’s eyes drift up and down slowly as he looks at me and a smile appears on his face.

I watch him shrug as I look down at the money in my hands, letting my hair fall over my face so that he couldn’t see me blush. After passing him the money I sit back at my table, opening my textbook and beginning to write notes, only looking up again when I hear the bell above the door chime. None other than the infamous Steve Harrington walked in, he wasn’t as bad as some people made it seem. I had tutored Steve for a short period of time a few months ago, we probably could have been friends if he wasn’t about to graduate.

He looked around, giving me a small enthusiastic wave before going to the counter. Steve was obviously not expecting to see Eddie working here, it was noticeable in how stiff he became while ordering a drink to-go.

“Y/N” Eddie said, putting the cup on the counter for me. I got up happily and went to grab it, politely greeting Steve.

Steve smiled “Good to see you”

“Yeah, you too” I nod, awkwardly tapping my fingers on my cup. I was itching to find out what Eddie had written. “You were looking for a job weren’t you? Find anything?”

“I did actually, you’re looking at a professional frozen dessert sales associate” He smirked and pulled at the collar of his shirt.

“So, you sell… ice cream?”

“Yeah” He sighed “Scoops Ahoy, at the new mall”

“I’ll visit you sometime” I smile, watching Eddie put a cup down for Steve.

“Thanks, man” Steve nods to Eddie, picking up the hot beverage and looking back to me. I thought it was odd, the summer heat was setting in but Steve had still chosen to go for a hot coffee and nothing else. “I’ll see you later”

Steve practically rushed out the door, the other barista appearing out of nowhere. “Who’s that?”

I jump putting my hand over my heart “Jesus— You scared me”

“He was so cute” She gushed

“Steve? I mean, yeah he’s cute. But I don’t think of him like that, he’s just some guy I used to tutor” I glance at Eddie, watching as he puts new pastries in the display.

“Hot and stupid? That’s my kind of guy”

“I’m sure he’d be into it if you asked him out” I shrugged and went back to my table, looking at the message on the cup with excitement filling me.

This must be decaf, cause you’re just dreamy!

My attention was on my books for at least a good hour until I started to feel the heat. Even with the air conditioning running in here and as much ice water as the staff could continue to hand me, I was feeling like I was about to melt.

Eddie groaned, finally caving and taking off his leather jacket. He continued to wipe down the table and I couldn’t help but stare at him, the shirt he wore was form fitting and the short sleeves revealed some tattoos. A guitar pick necklace falling from under his collar.

Biting down on my lip I tried to stop myself from looking at him, he wasn’t even doing anything that I could say was ‘sexy’ he just looked good doing regular activities.

My study notes now prominently featured a sketch of one of his tattoos, I’m not sure exactly was the tattoo was of but it seemed to be a mythical creature on his upper arm. I had focused on it for too long that I hadn’t even noticed when I’d started to doodle on my page.

“Do you want some more water?” Eddie asked, making me look up from my paper to him at the counter.

“No, thank you, i’m good” I flipped the page, closing my book and shoving it in my bag before standing. “I’ll see you Monday” I kept my head down, feeling like if I looked at Eddie again I would actually melt. Just go completely weak in the knees and fall right on the floor. His hair frizzy from the humidity, skin sparkling with small droplets of sweat and cheeks rosy.

As I walked back towards my house, I drummed my hands on my thighs, staring mindlessly at the orange sky and listening to the birds as loud music from a nearby car approached.

“Hey!” I heard, picking up the pace and looking down at my feet as the mysterious car slowed down alongside me. “Y/N, wait” Looking at the car, I stopped walking and noticed the driver was Eddie. “Do you need a ride somewhere?”

“I think i’m okay, I always walk home” Some part of me wanted to get in the car with him, just listen to his music and talk with him for a little while. He seemed like such an interesting person, and I somewhat craved more time with him, wanting to know him instead of the person I had seen him as before.

“It’s hot, and about to get dark. Come on” Something about his voice as he finished his sentence made my stomach flip. His voice was coarse and a little authoritative. Eddie leaned across to the passenger side, opening the door on his white van and I hesitated before climbing in. Putting my bag at my feet, I buckled my seatbelt and avoided looking at him.

“Thank you, Eddie”

“Where do you live?” He asked, driving forward again and turning his stereo system down a little.

“The stupid rich people culdesac in Loch Nora” Eddie laughed, but he knew exactly where I meant. I knew Eddie lived with his uncle in the trailer park, I didn’t think less of him for it. I appreciated how privileged I was, my family being able to afford the ‘nice neighbourhood’ here in Hawkins.

I hated living in the culdesac though. Every Friday night there was a pot luck and all the parents would attend, and on Tuesdays there was a neighbourhood watch meeting. The only time the street was lively was Halloween, kids knew everyone around here had enough money to just give away full sized candy bars. But god forbid anyone in my neighbourhood did anything actually fun, the slightest amount of noise and you were snubbed.

“I didn’t know you and the Steve Harrington were friends” Eddie said, breaking the silence

“He’s actually pretty cool. Wouldn’t say we’re friends, maybe friendly acquaintances”

“You’re not, like, his new girlfriend or something?”

“God, no.” I scoff “Steve’s great but, wow, I would never live up to that Nancy Wheeler standard.” Eddie pulled on to my street and I pointed out which house was mine, picking up my bag and raising an eyebrow at the paper now stuck to it. “Corroded Coffin live?”

“That’s just my band”

“You’re in a band?! That’s so cool” I gush looking at him

“Y-Yeah it is” A smile slowly breaks out on his face, he’s quite for a moment. The pair of us just staring at one another with stupid grins plastered on our faces. “You can come see us if you want, you know Gareth right? He’s the drummer”

“I’d love to come”

“Keep the flyer then. And I’ll see you Sunday, I guess” I nod and hold the flyer to my chest as I stumble out of the car, Eddie waits until i’ve closed the front door behind me. Turning his music back up and driving off, leaving me standing inside and staring at the flyer in hand.

Had I just been invited to hang out with the D&D club outside of school?

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After borrowing my family car, I just parked in front of the coffee shop since it was right next door to The Hideout, the town’s bar. Often, if I stayed at the cafe all day I’d eventually hear the loud music staring and people ending their days with a well deserved drink. I had never known that the music was sometimes Eddie and his friends.

As I walked in I was immediately met with the smell of alcohol, it was 8pm and the place was filled to almost capacity, with some people already drunk.

I didn’t feel like I was doing anything illegal by being under 21 in this bar, mainly because I knew everyone in the band was under 20.

After finding my way to the counter I ordered myself a drink, just water with ice because I obviously didn’t have an ID, and a few minutes later I saw the D&D club members make their way in stage.

Eddie had a drink in his hand, he finished it off and put it on the stage by his microphone stand before introducing the band.

“Hey, uh, I’m Eddie. These are my friends, Jeff, Grant and Gareth. We are Corroded Coffin, and this is Red Hot by Mötley Crüe”

The band started and I was a little startled by how sudden the music began, I was expecting them to ease into it but they just went all out. Eddie’s hair almost looked like it was floating around him as he moved, he was an incredibly skilled guitar player and his friends seemed to admire him as they played along.

The band only preformed a few songs, most people in here not even caring that there was live music.

“That’s our time, thank you everyone” Gareth smiled as he spoke into his microphone, getting out of his seat and stepping away from his drum kit. It had their band name printed on the kick drum and everything.

Eddie took his guitar strap off his neck, putting it on a stand and grabbing his glass before jumping the stage. He made his way to the counter and handed his glass to the bartender, he must be here often since they didn’t even question his age.

“Hey!” Eddie smiles, noticing me a few feet away, he slid towards me and leans on the counter, nodding to the man behind the bar as he’s passed a new beer.

“Did you like it?”

I nod, trying to stop the feeling of butterflies in my stomach as he so easily approached me. “It was really something, you guys are good”

“Do you want to meet the others?”

“Oh, well I sort of know Gareth and you already introduced them at the start of the set—“

“Come on” Eddie grabs my hand and grabs his drink with the other, pulling me away from the bar. My grip tightens on my glass as I try to hide my flustered state and we find the 3 other high school boys at the side of the stage.

“Guys, this is one of the regulars at the coffee house” Eddie drops my hand and I feel a twinge sadness at the loss of his touch.

“Hi. Y/N, right?” Gareth greets, putting a hand forward for me to shake.

“Yes, yes, that’s me. You’re all so talented”

Eddie moved a chair out from their table, taking a seat and pushing the one beside him out, I looked at it before sitting and putting my glass on the table.

I tapped my finger on the table as I waited, feeling like I had caused an awkward situation by coming here tonight.

“So, you like coffee?” Jeff asks after a minute, Eddie lifting his hand and smacking his friend in the back of the head.

“I do, I like coffee a lot”

“And you go to the coffee shop all the time for coffee?”

“Yeah?”

Gareth leans forward, his elbows on the table “Do you like seeing Eddie?”

“Gareth!” Eddie groans, kicking his friend in the shin under the table.

“I guess? I don’t know what you really mean” I look between the four boys, Eddie has his hand over his face in frustration and the others are looking at me. “He’s cool, I like the little puns on my cup”

“You like those?” Grant snorts, clapping a hand over his mouth to stop from laughing. I know they were bad, but I thought they were cute.

“I need another drink” Eddie sighs, getting up abruptly and going back to the counter where he finishes his glass again. I watch as he talks to a man, effortlessly engaging in a conversation, smiling to myself as laughs.

With Eddie gone, the three boys leaned forward on the table and startled me when I turned back to them.

“So you’re friends with Steve Harrington.”

I swallow the lump in my throat “Are you interrogating me? I’d like a lawyer present”

“We’re just getting to know Eddie’s new friend”

“Friend? Did he say we were friends?” Shifting in my seat I felt excited, although I had started imagining being more than just friends with Eddie. Going from strangers to friends was a good step forward.

Before they could answer Eddie sat back at the table, sighing and sipping his drink.

“We should get out of here soon”

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Every day since i’d seen them preform, Eddie and I had talked at school. At least once a day we’d exchange a wave or say ‘hello’ in the halls, his friends occasionally doing the same. He’d talk to me while I tried to read from his position behind the counter, and if the weather was intense he’d offer to drive me home. I was starting to enjoy the music he listened to and I think he had noticed.

Unfortunately, I had gained someone else’s attention while at school. Being paired for my final assignment with Billy Hargrove had him aimlessly following me to my locker and striking up a conversation.

I’ll admit, he was a very nice looking boy, although his hair needed to be washed as it looked crunchy, like a leaf on the ground in autumn, and he was always doused in cologne.

The last time Billy had made any sort of advance was when I was tutoring Steve and Billy took that as a challenge. To conquer the girl he believed to be Steve’s new love interest.

He was rejected and never attempted anything again upon noticing that Steve and I didn’t hang out anymore.

But as soon as we were paired for the assignment he had turned on his ‘charm’. He’d also almost seen the (now multiple) sketches of Eddie’s tattoos in my book while trying to copy my notes.

Walking up to the cafe, I got excited, but once I heard the familiar whirling of Billy Hargrove’s muscle car engine, the feeling began to fade.

Eddie’s van was parked in front of the coffee shop and Billy pulled in beside him, quickly jumping out of the vehicle and running to the door.

“Let me get that”

“I know how to open a door” I roll my eyes and pull the door open, smiling at another one of the regular customers, an older gentleman. “Good afternoon”

There’s a few crashes from the back kitchen and Eddie slides out behind the counter, with his apron loosely tied around his waist.

“Hey, you’re early” Eddie says, struggling to pull his hair off his face, a hair tie between his teeth. I laugh and rest my hands on the counter, glancing over my shoulder and seeing Billy still standing a few steps behind me. How he knew I would be here was unbeknownst to me.

“I’m here the same time as I am every day”

“I was just hoping to—" Eddie stops as he moves the curls out of his eyes and ties them back. Noticing Billy standing behind me. “Uh, hi.”

Eddie looks at me and I shrug, just as confused as he was. Since when did Billy come here, when did he ever drink coffee?

Eddie grabs a cup and writes my name on it.

“Not even letting me pretend to look at the menu any more?” I prop up on my toes and try to peer into the back kitchen “I need my favourite barista”

And as if on cue, the girl growls from the back area of the coffee shop.

“EDDIE!” She shouts “What the hell did you do back here?”

“What do you mean?” He calls back, gritting his teeth at me. I reach into my pocket and Billy steps forward, putting his hand on my arm.

“I’ll have the same.” He pulls out his wallet, both Eddie and I staring at him with furrowed eyebrows.

Eddie takes the money cautiously and I awkwardly step back, moving out of Billy’s reach and dropping my bag at the foot of a table.

The female barista comes out, glaring at Eddie and looking over to me. Mouthing ‘who’s that?’ as Billy pulls out the seat across from me.

I widen my eyes and shrug at her, watching as Eddie stands still behind the register. Holding the two plastic cups with his eyebrows knitted together and just blinking as he thought.

“So” Billy started, leaning back in his chair and putting a cigarette in his mouth

“You can’t smoke in here”

“Who says?”

“Me, the no smoking sigh, and basic human decency.” Billy chuckles at my answer putting the cigarette back in the package and waiting as if expecting me to say something. “Why are you here?”

“Assignment” He shrugged. I pulled out my books, awkwardly avoiding his gaze and flipping to a blank page in my notebook.

“Y/N” Eddie called, pausing as he looked at the boy across from me “and Billy” He practically spat his name.

I got up quickly, almost skipping to the counter with a grin on my face. The moment I wait for every day was finally here, and as I lifted my cup my smile dropped.

There was nothing. I put it down, picking up the other cup and looking at it.

Nothing.

“Uh, thanks Eddie” I half smile, picking up both drinks and going to the table again. I put one down in front of Billy and drink mine, opening my copy of Little Women to do my-our- assignment.

“Where are you up to?” Billy asks, sipping the coffee and looking at it like he thought it was absolutely disgusting.

“Chapter Thirty-Five” I mutter, grabbing my pen and staring to take notes. “Why? How far have you gotten?”

“Title page”

“This is due in 3 days” I glare, snapping my attention to him.

“So?”

I pushed the open book to Billy and he stared at it. “Read Laurie’s proposal and tell me your thoughts.”

Billy cleared his throat, picking up the book and scanning the page. He frowned and began to read aloud as I scribbled on the page and sipped my drink.

“‘I’ve loved you ever since I’ve known you, Jo, couldn’t help it, you’ve been so good to me. I’ve tried to show it, but you wouldn’t let me.’” Billy groaned “What is this shit.”

“Desperation.” I sigh, giving Billy a pointed looking and waiting for him to continue.

“‘Now I’m going to make you hear, and give me an answer, for I can’t go on so any longer.’”

He threw his head back, dropping the book down and sipping his coffee.

“‘I only loved you all the more, and I worked hard to please you’” I smiled to myself as I read Laurie’s speech “‘for I hoped you’d love me, though I’m not half good enough...’”

I bit the inside of my cheek, grabbing a pen and pulling the cardboard off of my cup.

“Billy go home, I’m sure there’s some girl out there waiting for you to call”

“And our work?”

“I’ll do it all and just put your name on it” I groan, running a hand over my face. Billy shrugs, grabbing the coffee and getting up.

Why hadn’t I thought of that earlier. He would have left me alone all day!

I waited until the bell jingled before writing on the cardboard slip from my cup.

I don’t need to have caffeine in my system, you manage to make my heart jump.

Pleased, I packed my things and threw my bag over my shoulder. “Hey” I smiled as I got to the counter, holding my coffee to my chest. “You didn’t write on my cup”

Eddie smiled for a second, focusing on wiping down the counter. “I didn’t want Billy Hargrove to get the wrong idea, ruin your date” He shrugged, wiping his hands together as he dropped the rag

Date? Was Eddie… Jealous? Dear god i’m asking you to let me have this, he is the most adorable boy I have ever laid eyes on and I don’t want to spend every day of my summer in here fawning over him for nothing in response. I want to go see his band preform and smile because he looks so perfect on that stage and he liked ME back.

“Mrs Green paired us for an assignment on Little Women, he left the second I said i’d do all the work”

Eddie looked up at me, finally meeting my gaze and I felt all the air being sucked out of my lungs. I cleared my throat and passed him the cardboard from my cup, he slowly reached for it and I turned on my heels to head out the door.

I walked at a fast pace until I got close enough to my house, I sat down on one of my neighbours lawns and let out the deepest breath ever.

“Oh my god” I groaned, I kicked my legs in the air and forced myself up. Walking the rest of the way to my house.

I practically danced to my bedroom, ignoring the anxiety burning inside me. I had flirted with Eddie. I put myself out there.

After over a month of spending every day watching him make coffee and practically drooling over him I was making moves.

Rapid knocking snapped me out of my thoughts, and I pulled my hair back in a hair tie as I went back to the front door.

“What does it mean?” Eddie asked, almost frantic as he held up the cardboard slip.

“Hello” I stared at him, my mouth hanging open

“What does it mean?” He repeated

“I don’t know” I blinked a few times, swallowing the lump in my throat “That I think you’re cute?”

“Is that a question or a statement?”

“A… statement?”

Eddie huffed out a breath and in an instant his head ducked down to mine, my eyes widened as I felt the warmth of his lips against mine before slowly closing and moving so I count wrap my arms around his neck.

His kiss is not like those in movie or books, it is the primal desire that lives in us all. Eddie cups one hand on the side of my face, moving closer so our bodies were pressed against each other. He embraces himself rather than hide as a copy of those romantic idols as he kisses me.

“Whoa” He mumble as we pull apart. Yeah, Whoa.

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milkmily · 2 years

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the eddie/latina reader was so cute, can you do one with Steve? Maybe she's trying to teach him Spanish?

Absolutely!!!

I feel like Steve says random spanish words he hears from you. And if they sound romantic, he tells them to you. When it is the most random things he says. I just love him sm 😩

You also like to make him say bad words when you are teaching him Spanish.

"Hello Amor." You say as you walk up to Steve and kissed his cheek. "How was work?" He asks as he turns off the TV. "Oh God, work was a stress today. So many people were in line to get the new coffee." You sat down next to him and he chuckled. "Hey [Name]?"

"Yes Amor?"

"Can you teach me some Spanish?" And you teach him. You made him say bad words and also how to introduce himself and such.

"Okay, now repeat after me." You say and Steve nods. "Soy"

"Sooy..?"

"Un."

"Uuuunnn?"

"Pinchi."

"What the hell does that mean? " He says and you shook your head. "Reapat after me, Harrington. It's nothing bad." You say, trying to hold in your laugh.

"Pinchi."

"Pendejo."

"Pendeijo? What the hell does that mean too?" You laughed and Steve was just so confused. Was it because he pronounced it wrong? For sure he did. "You called yourself an fucking dumbass!"

"Hey! I told you to teach me spanish!" Steve says as he smiles. "I did!" You two laugh. You continue to teach him and you always end up laughing at him. He didn't mind, he was happy he made you laugh after a stressful day at work.

The next day when you got off of work, you walked in and didn't see Steve in the living room. You were hungry so you went to the kitchen to grab something to eat.

"Hello casa." You turned around and saw Steve. You gave him a puzzled look and he walks up to you and kisses you. "How was work?"

"You just called me Casa?"

"Yeah...? Does it mean something bad?" He asks, worried he might of called you something rude. "No. You literally called me a house."

"Wait really? I thought it was like a cute and romantic nickname." You laughed and say, "how does that sound romantic?"

"I don't know! I thought it did!" He says and smiles. "You are so haliriuse, Harrington."

He kept calling you random object names. You didn't care. It just made you have a good laugh.

#stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrigton x latina reader #steve harrington x hispanic reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction

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slay4000and2 · 2 years

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morning shag with ya boy steve harrington

steve x reader :)

summary : Your so glad the love of your life is still alive.What would you do with out him?

warnings:smut ,hair pulling, petnames ,very little plot,very slight mentions of reader having a pain kink(not relevent),dry humping,grinding, sub!steve if you really look into it

Only a day had past since you, Steve, Eddie, Nancy and Robin were trapped together in upside down. You really thought Steve was going to die. You were still shaken up, thoughts every where but you knew one thing you now had a undying fear of those bat gremlins and being stuck in the past where the future didn't even exist.The guy you love most in the world could of died and that's why your even more glad he's asleep next you then normal. His breathing slow and peaceful something it wouldn't be if he was still in there alone.

"mmh what you think about." A low voice spoke next to your ear. You were so stuck in you thoughts you didn't even realise he woke up. "I'm just wondering what I would with out you." "probably use a your hand a lot more." he laughed. "Oh fuck off Harrington.Go away with you horny thoughts, they're not needed here." you playfully smacked him in the chest.He sat up running his and through his hair.

"no. You loovvve me." He leaned down to you ,shoving his face inches away from yours. "Nope don't think that's true." You shoved your face closer to his , making your noses touch.

"I love you." He said with all seriousness, turning his head to the right so he could kiss you.The kiss was simple and sweet ,usually that would be enough , but both of you knew you needed more.

Grabbing his hair to kiss him again,you couldn't be happier or hornier. God you love that man.The man always there for you.The man always making you happier even when you thought it was impossible to.The man you are more glad to be alive then finding the whole world isn't going to explode, a year after being told 4000 meteors are going to crash on earth.

When you pulled away to catch your breath, he moaned so quietly it could almost be mistaken for an old rotting door creaking. "What got you so desperate today ,Harrington." you smirked."You. Always you baby." He mumbled pushing you to lay back down has he kissed harshly on your neck leaving bright red marks every where.

One hand behind your head ,one your waist with your legs wrapped around his waist and him in just in his boxers was overwhelming in such a beautiful indescribable way. Steve grinds his thick dick onto you not break contact with you neck yet."God baby. Wanna continue this?"Steve asks." Fuck yeah stevie. Do you? "

He replied with a quick "mhm" pulling both your pj bottoms and underwear off at the same time."Fuck..." Steve whispers as soon as he sees you pretty ,pink pussy. He immediately ducked his head to taste you,sucking and licking your clit. "mmm fuck stevie." you grab his hair making him groan vibrating deep against it.He grinds his hips on to the bed looking any single bit friction. He inserts his middle and index finger inside pumping it in and out you as he continued to eat you out like he was a starved man that found a five star meal for free. "God right there. Right there Steve, good boy." You moaned as his long skinny fingers curled in just the right spot. "Mh wait I want to cum with your cock in me." You breath quickened and got as you got closer and closer.

"Mhm, anything you want, princess." Steve quickly stood up so he could take of his, soaked in precum, boxers, stumbling as he did so.He kneeled on top of you, lining himself to you and slowly pushing in so it wouldn't hurt.Steve would rather die then hurt you no matter how much you said it was okay to. Pecking you're lips when he was fully in looking deeply into your eyes waiting for the nod that tells him he can go.Moving when you finally get used to his cock inside you. "fuck m so tight.Fuck love you so much."

"love you more. Fuck so close baby."you said the only things that could come to your foggy mind.All, that could be could heard was Steve's balls slapping against you and both of your loud breathy moans. And it was the best thing you could have ever been blessed with. "Fuck. Shit. I'm cuming."The best kind of tears fill your eyes.

"Shit same."

"fuck." you both say as Steve pulls his cock out of you and then immediately toppling down next to you.

"You were right ,what would you do without me." Steve laughs." hire a prostitute. "You pretend to be serious but he just snickers at that shaking is head making is hair wave about. "Love you,stevie." "I love you too" He whispers back.

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imh1ll · 2 years

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by: @imh1ll

You drive me crazy

Steve Harrington x F!Reader

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summary : You haven't had time to go out with Steve and spend time with him one Friday night, Steve comes over to talk to you .warning : fluffy , a lot of kisses and touch , comfort, very short fanfics.

au: I have an idea to write fanfics , btw i don't have time to write fanfics on Tumblr and I don't have any motivation, because of school but today i start summer and i want write more fanfics here and be more active. I'm happy you support me and likes mine blogs .

Steve thinks about you all the time , in work when he drives the car even when he talks with Robin. Why y/n didn't spend time with me.

Steve finish job early , and he can't wait to see you . It was Friday and your parents went on a trip because it was vacation . The whole house was only for you , you didn't expect anyone today . When you read a book in the salon , you hear the doorbell . You close the book and slowly go to the door .

"It's me sweetheart ."

You know this voice very well , you open the door slowly and look at him . When he looked at you , he was shocked in a positive way . You wear a beautiful dress and you just look so pretty .

"Has something happened to Steve ? "

"No, I just want to see you y/n . "- he smile

Steve walked in when you closed the door. You look at him with this beautiful eyes .

"So where are your parents ? "

"On a trip "

"You can’t be stay here alone , I will protect you sweetheart." - he comes to you slowly .

He holds your waist and kisses your forehead softly. You yaws quietly, he looks at you with full of love in his eyes.

"So you're staying here tonight ? "

"If you want "- he smirks softly.

"I'm just asking because I must to close the door."

Steve stayed tonight ,he was happy . When you close the door , you sit on the couch . After 15 minutes Steve kisses your neck when you read a book. He loves to look at you when you read a book or painting . When you finish reading a book you look at him .

"I love you Steve , I'm sorry I don't have enough time to spend with you ." - you kiss his foreheads.

"It's okay sweetheart". - he smile .

After talking you and Steve go to your room , when you take shower Steve was lying on your bed thinking how lucky he is.

You leave the bathroom , you have really cute pajamas . You are lying in the bed next to Steve. He kissed your forehead and lips , his hands were on your waist . His hands were gentle , he touched you slowly and explored every single piece of your body . You look at him , caresses his amazing hair.

"Steve "- you look at him .

"yes ? "

"i love you so much "- you said to him sleepy when you snuggled into him.

"I love you more" - look at you with his eyes.

He kisses your forehead, and presses your body to his . You both fall asleep . He was happy that he can spend time alone in your house , your parents like him but he prefers to spend time with you alone .

by: @imh1ll

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things season 4 #steve harrigton x reader #steve harrigron x y/n #steve harrington x you #angst #fluffy #fanfic

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milleniumhan · 6 years

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Vows. (Steve Harrington x Reader)

Note: Hey guys! This is just a short fanfic that was requested a while ago. I hope you all like it! If you would like to send in a request feel free to message me or send me an ask! They are always open. <3 Also, if you would like to be added to my permanent tag list let me know HERE! Also, reader is the same age as Steve, NOT Max.

Requested by the lovely @emmaelizabeth2014 : Can you do a Steve x Reader fic where y/n gets hurt or sick and Steve freaks out and takes care of them ? Thank you for the request, love! I really hope you like it and it doesn’t disappoint, I had A LOT of fun writing it!

Summary: You get in a little accident while hanging out with Max and mum Steve mode is activated.

“Hey, Max.”

“Hey Steve, what’s up?”

“Not much, just um-have you seen (y/n)? I haven’t seen her the whole day and Lucas said you hung out with her yesterday. Did something happen?”

“Yeah…okay, listen. She asked me specifically not to tell you because you always get too worried and freak out.”

“What? No I don’t, what are you talking about?” Steve said in an almost offended manner.

“The whole dema-dog situation comes to mind?” Max replied jokingly with half an eye roll.

“Hey! That was different, okay? I had to take care of you and you were in danger!”

“Okay! Fine! I’ll tell you, just don’t tell her I told you, okay?” Max gasped in frustration, finally giving up.

“Yes! pLEASE.” Steve replied in desperation.

“Okay, so, we were hanging out last night, trying a stupid new trick on the skateboard and she fell, pretty badly too. She broke her arm and scratched part of her face and knees. The thing is, her parents aren’t in town and they don’t know what happened…because, well, you know them. I tried to go and check up on her today before school, but you know Billy…he’s an ass.” Steve nodded in agreement, he was an ass. “Anyway, no one can know, okay? We can’t afford the word getting to her parents.”

“Umm…Yeah” Steve said as he shook his head, the concern already showing on his face. Max stared back at him. “Oh no, there’s that face again. I knew it was a bad idea to tell you!”

“What? Nono, what face, what are you talking about? I’m fine, I’m not worried at all.” Steve quickly snapped out of it. “Besides, that’s what she gets for hanging out with you.” He finished with a snobby tone.

Max let out a chuckle “What, instead of hanging out with you?”

Steve could feel the warmth running quickly to his cheeks. “Wh-why would I want her to hang out with me?”

“Everyone knows you like her, Steve.” Max glared at him with a smirk.

“WHAT? I mean, WHat are you talking about? Pfft, I-I don’t like her.”

“Yeah, sure Steve. Keep lying to yourself.” And with that Max closed her locker shut and headed to class, leaving Steve completely dumbfounded.

“Shit.”

You were lying on your bed, feeling completely crushed and torpid. “Uuugh.” You groaned as you heard the phone ringing next to you, the sound piercing through your ears. At first you thought it might be your parents, so you contemplated on just letting it ring, but it wouldn’t stop. You hissed as you struggled to prop yourself up on your pillow, finally answering the phone.

“Hello?” your voice coming out a little more broken than you intended.

You heard someone clearing their throat on the other line before nervously starting “Uh…He-Hello?” You quickly realized who it was.

“Um, Steve? What’s going on?”

“Uh, no-nothing. I just um, I…how…are…you?” he said, struggling to come up with an excuse for calling, facepalming himself. This was not going as he had rehearsed it.

“Oh-um, yeah, I’m alright.” You lied, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“Why weren’t you at school today?”

“Missed me did you?” you teased with a chuckle. You couldn’t see, but Steve had gotten red with embarrassment.

“Okay, you know what? Cut the shit. I know what happened, Max told me.”

“wHAT? Ma-”

“Yeah yeah, she had no other choice okay? I’m just worried, she said your parents weren’t home.”

“I’m okay Steve, really. I can manage.”

“Uh-uh, I’m coming over.”

“No you’re not! I have a fever and I don’t want you to catch anything.”

“aRE you serious?! That’s worse! Now I’m definitely coming over.” you could really hear the genuine frustration in Steve’s voice.

“I-I promise I can take care of myself, yeah?” you half-said to yourself, you weren’t really sure if you could actually manage. “Promise you won’t worry or come over?” you ended softly after a pause

“Yeah” Steve whispered into the phone, he closed his eyes and put his forehead against his arm that was resting on the wall, “I won’t come over, just…don’t do anything stupid, okay?”

“No guarantees” you replied through a chuckle “I’ll see you on Monday at school, yeah?”

“Okay, see ya then.”

And with that you hung up the phone and resumed to sleeping, your fever was getting worse, the pain piercing through your brain.

“I just hope I don’t scare her to death.” Those were Steve’s last thoughts before climbing up to your window. He raised his hand to knock on it when he saw you there, softly sleeping. His gaze lingered on you a little bit longer, completely enamored…until he felt like a creep. He shook his head, snapping out of his trance “What is wrong with me!?!?” he mumbled to himself before finally knocking softly on your window. You moved around in your bed, faintly hearing the sound against the thin glass but thinking it was part of the dream you were having. After a couple of knocks you finally opened your eyes, slowly, getting blinded by the lights in your room. You let out a little scream when your view adjusted and you saw Steve’s face on your window “What the-!?!” After a moment of staring at him in shock and disbelief, you finally got up confused and walked over to opened the window for him.

“What the hell, Steve!?!?!” you shouted in a whisper, not wanting to catch the neighbors’ attention.

“I know, I know” he said as he put up both his hands in the air “I know I said I wouldn’t come over, but I’m really worried, okay!?” he stared at you for a moment with the biggest, dorkiest puppy eyes you have ever seen. “Let me in, please?” he finished softly.

“Fineee, come in.” you rolled your eyes as you moved so he could enter the room. He stared at you for a minute, noticing the big scratch you had on the side of your cheek. He didn’t have to say a word, his face showed all the concern and pity he was feeling for you. You rolled your eyes at him

“I’m fine, Steve.”

“Yeah, umm-” he said a little bit embarrassed that you had noticed his gaze “I-uh, I brought you… chicken soup!” he held up the bag he was holding in one of his hands, trying to change the subject.

“You did?!” you replied surprised.

“Well, kind of…I stole a recipe from my mum’s cookbook and bought the ingredients on the way here, I was hoping I could make it here?” You looked at his optimistic eyes with a hesitant gaze. “Okay, listen, I know what you’re thinking. But this soup always makes me feel better and I just wanna help, yeah? Besides, I know what I’m doing. I promise I won’t burn down the house.”

“Like you promised you wouldn’t come over?” you teased

“Hey! That was different! Plus, technically, I never promised that.”

“Okay, fine, I’ll trust you then.”

Ten minutes later, Steve came rushing into the room, the smoke following behind him. “Okay, so um…I lied.” Steve started saying through a cough “I don’t actually know what I’m doing.” The smoke caught up to you, making you start coughing like crazy. “Oh shit.” Steve rushed over to your side to fan you with the towel that was over his shoulder. You started laughing through the coughs at his sight of desperation.

“wHY are you laughing!?” Steve said in an offended tone.

You couldn’t help but tell him “You’re such a mum, Steve.”

He put his hand up to his chest and gasped dramatically “What’s that supposed to mean?!?!”

“Nothing bad!” you quickly reassured him “You just worry about everything and everyone. It’s nice.” His face started becoming a pinkish red color now “you think it’s nice?” he said shyly, you rolled your eyes with a laugh and slapped his shoulder before starting to violently cough again. Steve quickly ran to the window and opened it, making you shiver when the cold air hit your skin.

“Shitshitshit” you could see him starting to panic again. “Wait there, I’ll get you a blanket”

You laughed at his face full of guilt and worry. “It’s not like I can move” he rolled his eyes at you before moving towards the closet and looking for an extra blanket. “I hope this one is okay” he mumbled to himself as his eyes finally met one. He quickly walked over to you and placed the piece of cloth over your shoulders. His eyes met yours for a moment as he hesitated. “Sit down with me” you whispered softly, your faces inches away. He nodded his head gently before cautiously sitting down on the bed, beside you. After a moment of silence and a very tense feeling consuming the air around you, you reached out your good hand and placed it delicately over his, your eyes still entrapped in each other’s.

“You know, I can still make you a mean cup of coffee” Steve joked, trying to ease the moment.

“No, I think the house is burnt enough” you replied with a grin in a mocking tone. You loved to tease Steve, you thought it was really cute when he got all fiddly and embarrassed, but this time it was different. He looked down at the floor, almost ashamed, and was completely quiet.

“I’m sorry” Steve finally broke the silence “I just wanted to help” he continued with culpability peaking out of his voice.

“Don’t be-” you said in a smooth tone

“You don’t understand” Steve interrupted before you could continue “I’m sorry, I just wanted to make you feel better, have a nice time, you know? I’m sorry…because, I like you” he shook his head, not believing he actually said it out loud “Shit, there’s no turning back now” he thought to himself.

“I know…but so do I” you answered with a soft smile. Steve’s head quickly snapped with shock towards you. He tried to open his mouth to protest but nothing came out, instead his now heavily blushed face gave him away completely. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction. “You’re so cute” you continued through your chuckle “This was nice, this is nice” Steve’s gaze lit with hope with each word that came out of your mouth “And you did make me feel better, even if you almost made me homeless because of chicken soup” Steve let out a small laugh, grabbing your hand a little bit tighter. “It’s now or never, now or never Steve” he kept thinking to himself. Finally, after overthinking it for a minute, he put his hand on your cheek and softly rubbed his thumb against it, making you close your eyes at the feeling of comfort. His hand started trailing down to your lips as his eyes followed, coming to a halt when he reached the corner of your mouth. He softly ran his thumb across you bottom lip before gently grabbing your chin and tilting it up. He stared at you one last time before nervously placing his lips on yours. You felt a rush through your body, you had never felt this way with anyone before. The world felt infinite, you forgot where you were, the pain and headache you previously felt were replaced by the warm feeling of fondness, tenderness, love.

You never wanted this to end.

Steve pulled away and your eyes lingered on each other as you ran your fingers through his velvety hair. Steve placed his forhead against yours and closed his eyes, wanting to remember every detail of today.

“What’s that vow people make? In sickness and in health?” he started

“Now you want to marry me, Harrington?” you said in a mocking tone and a smirk on your face.

“Maybe.” He shook his head as he chuckled. “At least I know I can take care of you.” You gave him a knowing glare “Well, kind of” he admitted in defeat.

“That’s good enough for me.” You gave him a smile before patting the bed beside you. Steve quickly took the hint and walked over to the other side, sliding into the covers next to you. He placed one of his arms over your shoulder, taking care of not hurting you. You placed your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat rapidly lulling you to sleep. Just as you were drifting into a deep, deep slumber you heard Steve panicking again “wAIT, YOU DIDN’T TAKE YOUR MEDS, OH MY GOD ARE YOU GOING TO DIE!?!?!”

And that’s how to kill the moment the Steve Harrington way.

I hope you guys liked it! Sorry to Emma for taking so long to post this! I was really busy, but I really hope it lived up to expectation. Thanks again for requesting! <3

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