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mysticmunson · 9 months

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buddy; steve harrington x f!reader

s.harrington x f.reader

a little blurb i wrote quickly about reader ditching the mushy nicknames they both love. no warnings, but blog is 18+ and special thanks to the loveliest girl ever, autumn, for entertaining this idea w me @lilacletter word count: 1k

The idea sprang into your brain through a conversation with Robin over frozen yogurt, a mountain of toppings on each of your treats.

“The way you two fawn each other is weird!” Robin scolded, shoving her plastic spoon in her bowl.

“What! How?” You laughed, wiping a bit of vanilla from the corner of your lips.

Rolling her eyes, she huffed, “Baby? Sweetheart? Love? Don’t even get me started on darling or mama-And yes! I did hear when he called you mama and it made me gag. Use something less gross.”

Her tangent made your cheeks warm, covering your face in embarrassment. The names were cavity levels of sweet, both of you loved them, but it was silly to consider how often you indulged in them.

So sitting on your blue sofa, you watched TV with the volume a bit higher than you wanted it to be, too lazy to stand and turn it down.

“Hey buddy, can you turn it down please?” You asked from the mountain of blankets as he walked into the room.

“Yeah- Wait what?” He froze, finger on the sound, pushing down for a few notches.

“Thank you.” You replied, ignoring his question and just relieved you could watch Family Ties in peace.

Your warm smile made his own question fade, figuring he misheard you, and moving on with what he was walking towards. Which he forgot, so he went into the kitchen.

It would be an hour or so later when you were getting ready to hang out with friends, standing in the bathroom and applying some concealer when it would happen again. The wand glided over your skin, gently patting it with your fingertips as he walked in behind you.

A hand firm on your waist to solidify his balance and keep you in place, he went over your head to reach your medicine cabinet, taking the pot of hair cream you bought him for Christmas.

At your side, he opened it and began applying it to his hair which was now scattered with shades of blonde due to the brutal summers of Indiana. After he finished, he wiped his hands on the towel hanging on the rack, turning around to put his cream back.

“You look so pretty.” He gawked, kissing your temple before looking at your concentrated face in the mirror as you applied mascara. The words made your heart flutter, a small ache in your tummy that could only be brought on by emotions from another person.

Recalling Robin’s words, you smiled, “Thanks, pal.”

A nearly disgusted look went onto his face, not remembering the last time someone called him a pal. But you looked unphased, so he assured himself it was a bit of a tease, settling for squeezing your hip assuringly and walking out of the confined space.

However, the ride to Eddie’s new apartment was seamless with listening to Wham on the radio, stopping for candy, and walking in his front door with that and the movies in hand. Nancy and Robin were already there, and Jonathan and Argyle were ditching this week's movie night to go on a small road trip to buy certain plants in another state.

The pizza man had delivered dinner as you all sat on pillows on the living room floor, napkins and paper plates in hand.

“Thanks, dude.” You quipped, taking a bite of the pizza your boyfriend had just set on your plate.

Eddie’s loud cackle broke Steve’s distressed look into a more agitated one, Nancy smirking to herself as Robin joined the laughter.

“Harrington, how did you get friend-zoned by your own girlfriend!” Eddie barked, grabbing his own stomach. The use of ‘dude’ wouldn’t have caused such a fuss if they weren’t already aware of how overtly affectionate you two were in terms of endearment.

“I’m not in the friend zone, you asshole! There’s nothing wrong with being friends with a woman- But we’re not friends- Wait! No! She is, but we have se- She is my best friend and girlfriend!”

Cutting off his rambling, you patted his shoulder, “I know what you mean, man.” You placed a kiss on his forehead, but that didn’t erase what you called him.

Swallowing his pride, he pouted through the rest of movie night, even when you cuddled up next to him sweetly. Physically, your public displays of affection weren’t too egregious, so the normalcy felt pleasant.

As the night came to a close, both of you now in pajamas, the frustration had dissipated. Beneath the sheets, you curled and waited for Steve to turn off the light before joining you. Walking over while scratching his belly, he joined you, shuffling to be closer to your body.

“Goodnight, sweetheart.” He whispered, kissing your nose, followed by your forehead.

Putting a kiss on his collarbone, “Goodnight, buddy.”

What you didn’t expect was his foghorn whine, dramatic as he sat up, yanking you with him, all to just hover over you with your wrists in his hands. It was embarrassingly easy how quickly he could overpower you like this, but this was probably due to how you didn’t fight back.

Giggling with girlish lit, you looked up at him, “What?”

The creases between his brows doubled as the scowl on his lips grew, pressing his face to your cheek as you shrieked.

“Stop calling me buddy!” He complained, resting his weight on top of you, “Or any of those other names either! Why do you hate me!”

“Stevie, I don’t hate you!” You cooed, nudging his head up with your cheek until he looked at you, “Robin mentioned how gooey our names are and I wanted to try to switch things up.”

Scoffing, he rolled his eyes, “Of course, Buckley had something to do with this.”

Slinking your hands free, you cupped his cheeks and kissed his lips. There was something so enticing about his skin that you were convinced you were reliant on it.

“I love you, baby.” You murmured, his sigh of relief audible as he deflated to his side, pulling you in close to his chest.

“I love you too,” He began, speaking into your hair, “don’t call me dude like that again though or I will lose my mind. Absolutely bonkers. I will fight Robin at work-”

“Okay, sweetheart.” You cut him off, kissing his chest as it rises and falls.

“Much better.”

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harlowcomehome · 2 months

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Burnt out sleepovers:

A Hazel and Jade fic where the reader is very overwhelmed with her constant tasks so Jack has to take over.

“Mommy! Mommy! I’m hungry” Jade whined as you started to pack Hazel's lunch for the day. Jack was supposed to do it the night before but it somehow slipped his mind leaving you to panic last minute.

“We will get breakfast after we take your sister to school Jadey, please be patient” You were trying to keep your composure but lately everything had been overwhelming and you felt like you were running on fumes.

Jack was on a conference call in his office space and you knew you couldn’t ask him for help right now, only furthering your frustrations.

Hazel watched you, her eyes softened noticing the emotion on your face. “I can pack my lunch Mommy! I’m a big girl” She walked over to the pantry using the step stool to grab the peanut butter from the shelf and hand it to you.

“It’s okay Hazey. I can do it for you. Do you want yogurt bites or apple slices today?” You held up a package of both, Jade started to wail dramatically and you knew she would refuse breakfast from home but her crying definitely came from being hungry.

Hazel excitedly pointed to the package of yogurt bites, you were surprised there was even any left since Jack had been eating them all lately.

“Jade! Come here sweetheart” You called for her to come over to you, and she did snot dripping down her face and all.

“Do you want to try these?” You sat Jade on the counter beside you as you quickly put Hazel's lunch together. You handed her a package of yogurt bites only for her to throw them on the ground and cry even louder.

“Course not” you mumbled to yourself frustrated at her picky eating for the first time today.

Hazel huffed, picking the package up and putting it back in the fridge.

“Thank you bug” you smiled and handed her, her lunchbox. “Ready for school?” You picked Jade up off the counter and placed her feet on the ground.

Hazel nodded and just as you were headed for the door Jack emerged out of his office, if you weren’t already running late you wouldn’t have responded the way you did.

“Daddy!” Both girls chimed as they ran straight to him, causing more of a delay as he hugged them both.

“Girls!” You spoke sternly causing Jack to jump slightly. You were shooting them a disapproving look, “Let’s go!” You were stood against the wall with your arms crossed, as you bit the inside of your cheek a habit you picked up recently when you were overwhelmed.

“I can take Hazel to school, it’s not a problem” Jack eyed you up and down, wondering why you were being so harsh. His jaw tightened, trying not to pick a fight as he already felt tensions were high.

“Oh it’s not?” You couldn’t help but bark back, but before he could reply Jade reminded him of something.

“I’m hungry” Jade pulled on his pant leg looking up at him with big doe eyes. “I want dough-knees!”

“Does mommy want a doughnut too?” Jack walked over to you, pushing up his glasses that were sliding down his nose. You’d admit he looked cute, he barely had time to get ready for his meeting so his curls were a mess and he had to put glasses on instead of opting for his contacts but you were too exhausted to say anything like you usually would.

“Sure” you mumbled, walking away from him and giving both of the girls a kiss and hug. “Have a good day at school Hazey. I love you” You smiled as she followed Jack and Jade out of the door.

“Babe?” Jack narrowed his eyes at you, his tone was stern now too, warning you that you weren’t being the nicest. You didn’t care at the moment, ignoring him as he slipped some slides on to leave the house. “I love you” he mumbled worried you may give him the cold shoulder.

“I love you, drive safe,” you said with almost no emotion as the door closed. The second his car pulled out of the driveway you broke down in tears, Jack had been pretty absent lately and you felt guilty being frustrated about it and worse now that you were cold toward him.

While he was gone and the house was quiet you got into your bed, sighing against the sheets as you pulled them up to your chin. You’d only have thirty minutes or so of silence and you wanted to make the most of it.

You had probably only been sleeping for ten minutes when you heard Jack and Jade enter the house again. Jack had a habit of letting the door accidentally swing and hit the wall, hence why you had a doorknob-sized hole in your wall that he refused to patch over the sound annoying you all over again.

“Mommy! Mom! We got you a maple one!” Jade crawled into bed, tugging at your pajama shirt for attention.

You turned in bed, faking a smile as best as you could. Tickling her belly as she broke out into giggles. Jack stood in the doorway, holding a box.

“Want me to make your coffee?” He had wondered if you were just tired, but either way, he was going to get to the bottom of it.

“Sounds good, thank you” You nodded as he turned to walk out of the room, Jade took your hand and dragged you to the kitchen table with her.

Jack waited at the Keurig as your coffee brewed keeping an eye on you. He never really liked coffee but you did so he bought you a single brew machine for your birthday.

“Daddy gots this all for the free because the dough-knee guy likes his music!” Jade giggled as she stuffed a blueberry doughnut hole into her mouth.

“Be careful sweets! Make sure you chew” you warned, your attention shifting over to your husband.

“He just wanted a picture for his Facebook page” Jack laughed, handing you your coffee.

“Daddy wouldn’t let me be in the picture” Jade mumbled, not understanding why.

Jack chuckled turning the TV on and putting on the show Bluey so he could talk to you alone.

Jade sat on the ground in front of the coffee table with her doughnut holes and a sippy cup full of water as Jack sat down beside you at the table.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” He whispered, trying not to draw attention.

“You forgot to make Hazel's lunch last night” You knew it was deeper than that but you wanted to start there.

“Sorry babe, I got sidetracked” he was sincere and you knew that but it still frustrated you.

“Yeah but you always get sidetracked, or you’re always too tired to do things and it’s starting to get to me” Your words weren’t meant to be venomous but you knew he’d take it that way.

“Babe, that’s not fair” his voice was still at a whisper, he didn’t want to startle Jade by speaking any louder.

“It’s not fair that I have to be the only parent in a two-parent household either” You shrugged, you knew that would hurt his feelings but in the moment you didn’t care enough to hold it in.

“That's really how you feel?” His voice was monotone, his ice-blue eyes softened, and his shoulders drooped.

“Every time I ask you for help you’re busy or you’re tired, or you don’t feel good. You just always have an attitude. Do you not think that I’m tired?” You were truthfully still bothered about the other night when you asked him if he wanted to spend time together when the kids went to sleep and he flat out said “no” and rolled over in bed falling asleep almost immediately.

Jack was defensive, his body language shifting at the immediate fight he felt unraveling.

“It’s not like I don’t want to help with the kids or spend time with you, I just have a lot going on ” he mumbled, hating that he could feel tensions rising.

You scoffed, standing up and walking away from him. You usually put up a fight but you didn’t care to and that scared him more than anything.

“Sweetheart? Y/N?” He called for your attention as you walked away.

“I’m going to take a shower” you bitterly replied, planning your next breakdown as you shut the bedroom door.

Jack looked over at Jade who was still eating her doughnuts without a care in the world and went to sit with her. Bluey was undeniably a show that kept even Jack's attention.

Jack waited until he heard the water turn off to go talk to you again, he wanted to fix this as soon as possible.

When he entered the bedroom you threw your head back and rolled your eyes. “What do you want? Can I get dressed?”

“Just tell me what I can do to fix this” he sat on the bed fighting the urge to give you attitude back.

“I just want you to be here and more alert is all” You looked for a pair of clean pajamas to wear.

“No, give me something specific to do” he wanted to make a grand gesture, show you that he could do whatever you usually did for the kids.

“Hazel has her sleepover tonight with two of her friends, I want you to deal with that” you shrugged knowing that was usually a big task.

“Okay, so go to the store and buy some groceries, maybe some games?” Jack was trying to think of things you usually did.

“I already did all of that yesterday, you just have to host. I got them some ice cream, and we can order a pizza. I’m going to go get my nails done tonight instead” You started to put lotion on, and he watched as you rubbed it into your legs, one of his favorite physical features.

“I’m sorry that I haven’t been more sensitive to your feelings, I’ll work on that” he mumbled.

“Come here you big baby” your face softened giving him a big smile as you followed his gaze. You cupped his cheeks, kissing him as he relaxed into you.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I really am” his hands explored your hips and migrated to your ass immediately squeezing it as he went in for another kiss, his tongue slipping in with urgency.

“Don’t be sorry, just work on being more aware” You booped his nose with your finger, making him blush.

“Forgive me?”

“Of course I do.”

••••

When Maggie picked you up to go to your nail appointment you could sense that Jack was already overwhelmed but hiding it as best as he could.

He had got some decorations and arts and crafts for the girls, and they of course had made a giant mess all over the kitchen table.

Hazel's friends came home from school with her so there wasn’t much time for Jack to mentally prepare. He didn’t even remember their names, even though they had been having sleepovers once every month for the last few months.

“Baby- what’s the tall one’s name again?” He asked as you grabbed your purse and started out the door.

“That one is Fiorella and the short one is Giovanna.”

His eyes widened, “how the hell does anyone expect me to remember those weird ass names?” He stifled a laugh, making you giggle too.

“Well Jackman- I’m sure you’ll manage” you winked as you quickly kissed him goodbye, slipping out of the house before Jade noticed and had a meltdown.

Once you were gone, it felt like that was the true test. Jack had no idea how demanding a trio of eight-year-olds could be but he was about to find out shortly that they had to be constantly entertained.

“Mr. Harlow, I’m hungry” Fiorella had no issues with being vocal, you warned him about that.

“Me too!” Hazel giggled, as she continued to paint her canvas at the kitchen table.

“Chicken nuggets!” Jade pulled on Jack's pant leg as he pulled his phone out to order something.

“I want pizza!” Hazel suggested to her group of friends who all eagerly nodded, sending Jade into an immediate meltdown over her chicken nuggets.

“We can still make you chicken nuggets Jadey. Hazel, can you come here?” Jack handed her his cell phone, knowing she had placed an order before. He picked Jade up, and opened the freezer to find her dinosaur nuggets.

“You want these?” He shook the bag earning a sleepy nod from his overly emotional toddler.

“Can we get bread sticks too?” Hazel waited for Jack's reply before adding it to the cart.

“Yes and order a cheese one too please.”

“Lava cakes!” Fiorella chimed in, and Jack slowly realized she was a lot to handle as Giovanna stayed silent.

“We have ice cream in the fridge, no” Jack shot Hazel a disapproving look as she placed the order and handed him his phone back. He set Jade on the counter beside him as he filled the air fryer with nuggets and waffle fries.

“Thank you Daddy” Hazel hummed before asking her friends if they wanted to go out back and play basketball while they waited.

“Hazeys friends, loud and nnoying” Jade covered her ears making Jack chuckle.

“That's between you and me though, okay?”

“And mommy!”

He smiled knowing she must have told you the same thing before. He checked the order Hazel had just placed realizing she ordered two of everything on accident, and tried not to be annoyed since money wasn’t exactly an issue.

When the pizza arrived and Jade's food was done cooking everything seemed to be finally calming down. That was until Giovanna spilled her full cup of soda all over the kitchen table earning loud giggles and “oooohs!”

Jack hopped up from where he was sitting, grabbing a dish towel to soak it up.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Harlow” Giovanna was clearly embarrassed, she hadn’t said much all night and wouldn’t look him in the eye.

“Ew, just call him Jack please” Hazel giggled knowing he felt like the “Mr” aged him.

Jack smiled as he cleaned the table off, handing Giovanna another drink. “Yeah, you girls can just call me Jack.”

“My mom calls you Mr. Handsome” Fiorella chimed in making Hazel audibly gag.

“You said you’d keep that to yourself” Hazel rolled her eyes, pretending she lost her appetite but she was four pieces in and sick to her stomach.

Fiorella and Giovanna giggled and the girls continued to cause chaos throughout the house for the next few hours.

Jade was in her room, playing with her dolls when Jack joined her.

“Are you hiding from Hazey and her friends?” Jade handed Jack a teacup as he sat on the carpeted floor beside her.

“No, just checking on my little princess” he lied, checking his phone for texts for the first time tonight.

“Are you still alive? Or has Fiorella's mom kidnapped you yet?”

He read the text and stifled a laugh, sending you several texts begging you to hurry up and come home.

“On my way” you replied to him, looking at your mother-in-law with a big grin.

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