I love your writing so much🥰 so I just had to try and send a request. Hope it's not too boring😅
The kids accidentally find Steve/Eddie's diary and starts reading it. He mentions no name, but it's made clear by the spicy entries in the diary, that he is dating someone. Maybe a polaroid of the sleeping boyfriend falls out, when they go to put the diary back🫣 bonus points if they get caught by one/both of the boys🤭
Acceptance/happy endings are never wrong❤️
Thank you so much!!! This one was fun! I switched the order of events, but same things happened and I think this makes it pretty entertaining. I didn't include all of the kids in this because it would be SO long I think. I am not good at keeping track of that many people at once anyways 🙃 But I hope you love this! - Mickala ❤️
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“He said the cash was right here,” Dustin said as he shuffled some papers off of Steve’s cluttered desk.
“Why didn’t he just give us what he has in his wallet?” Lucas asked from behind him.
“How the hell should I know? He said this was specifically for us to use at the arcade.”
Steve sent them up here to get the cash, but it wasn’t here, and Dustin wasn’t always polite, but he wasn’t a snoop.
Neither was Lucas.
So when Dustin moved a stack of papers to the side and saw what was clearly a journal, he ignored it at first. It was either blank and not worth looking in or had Steve’s secrets in it, and he couldn’t betray Steve’s trust like that just because he was curious all the time.
He picked it up to check under it for the cash and a piece of paper fell out. No, not a piece of paper. It was a Polaroid.
It landed face down on the desk.
He shouldn’t look.
It could be private. It was in a journal, after all.
But he didn’t think Steve kept anything from him.
“What are you doing?” Lucas asked, moving in closer to look over Dustin’s shoulder.
“This fell out of Steve’s journal,” Dustin pointed down at the picture.
“Maybe it’s just a picture of him and Robin.”
“Maybe it’s a secret girlfriend! He’s been acting a little weird lately. Saying he’s got plans but not with Robin or us. He doesn’t have other friends, so who else could it be?”
Lucas shrugged and took the picture from Dustin.
He flipped it over and they both stared down at it.
It was someone asleep in Steve’s bed. They had long, curly hair, kind of like Eddie’s. Their face wasn’t visible, but some of their back was.
They had a scar on their shoulder that looked like it wrapped around their arm.
Kind of like…
“Is that Eddie?”
It couldn’t be. Steve wouldn’t have a picture of Eddie asleep in his bed to begin with, let alone hidden in a journal.
Would he?
Dustin immediately opened the journal to the first page to find out for sure. It would probably explain it on the first page, right? That’s most likely where the picture was.
But he skimmed the first page and never saw any names or the mention of a girlfriend.
Nothing on the second or third pages either.
But the fourth page had a bunch of doodles of hearts with the initials S.H. and E.M.
Steve and…who?
Those were Eddie’s initials, but there was no way it was him.
Dustin turned the page.
“Oh my god.”
Lucas pulled the journal away so he could read.
“Oh my god.”
Whoever this was, Steve was in love with them. Like, probably get married and have babies in love.
Dustin and Lucas shared a look before Lucas turned the page.
He read for a few seconds then snapped the journal shut, embarrassment written all over his face.
“What is it?” Dustin asked, reaching for the journal.
“Nothing we should see,” Lucas said with a shaking voice.
Dustin didn’t live life by not knowing.
He grabbed the book from Lucas and quickly turned to the page they left off on.
His hands. God, his hands could do anything to me and I’d thank him.
Dustin snapped the book shut, cheeks red as he realized a lot of things at once.
Steve had a boyfriend.
Steve’s boyfriend was in the picture they saw.
Steve’s boyfriend was probably Eddie.
“Did you find it?”
Both boys jumped. Dustin dropped the journal on the desk, flinching at the loud smacking noise it made.
He glanced at Lucas, who was visibly panicking.
“Nope! No cash here, man,” Dustin said, standing from the chair and guiding Lucas away from the desk.
“What? But I left it right there.”
Steve came over to the desk, looking down with a frown.
The frown grew when he saw the Polaroid out on the desk.
He looked over at where the journal sat, the line between his brows furrowing further.
“We didn’t mean to! The picture fell out and we just wanted to know who it was!”
Lucas wasn’t good in these types of situations, that had always been clear, but Dustin couldn’t believe the way he’d given away what they’d done so quickly.
“You guys read my journal?”
“Not all of it! Just the first few pages.”
“Shut up Lucas! God, you’re so bad at this.”
Steve glared at Dustin.
“At least he’s being honest.”
That hurt, but he knew Steve was probably panicking. Especially if he was right and he had a boyfriend.
“Steve, we really didn’t mean to find the picture and journal. Sorry we looked. But you know you can tell us anything. Especially if you’re happy with someone,” Dustin said quietly.
He’d never been so ashamed of being curious. His mom always said there’s a difference between being curious and being nosy and this went way past that line.
Suddenly, Eddie was in the doorway.
“Everything okay? You boys ready to go?”
Fuck. It was him in the picture. It was impossible not to see it when he was in front of them.
Steve and Eddie were dating. They were in love.
“Steve? You okay?” Eddie asked as he moved into the room, stopping next to Steve who was still looking down at the journal in his hands.
“They read some of it.”
Eddie’s brows furrowed in confusion before his eyes landed on the Polaroid on the desk.
He looked at Dustin, then Lucas, then Steve, who now looked like he was two seconds from crying.
He turned to Steve and placed a hand on his cheek, ignoring that Dustin and Lucas were even in the room.
“Did they say something, sweetheart? You want me to take them home and come back? What do you need?”
Steve sighed.
“No. Take them to the arcade. They probably got an eye full and hopefully learned their lesson.”
“Oh? What did you write about me?”
“Nothing you haven’t heard me say,” Steve said with a smirk and smacked his chest. “I’ll see you later though?”
“‘Course you will, Stevie.”
Eddie turned to Dustin and Lucas with a glare.
“You’re lucky Steve’s nice. I’m not as forgiving and you have 2 minutes to get in the van or I’m making you walk.”
“Wait!” Lucas said a bit too loudly for the close quarters.
“What?” Steve asked, placing the Polaroid back in the journal.
“We are sorry. But why did you keep it from us? How long have you been together?”
Steve and Eddie shared a look that Dustin couldn’t quite read. They seemed to be having a silent conversation. Creepy.
“Since Steve stayed with me at the hospital,” Eddie sighed. “It can be dangerous for people like us, even with people who may love us, especially then. We didn’t wanna tell you guys until we were both ready and sure you’d all take it well.”
“Are you kidding? My two favorite people are dating! Why wouldn’t we take it well?”
Steve smiled sadly, but just looked down at his feet.
“Because sometimes people you think will be on your side aren’t, okay?” Eddie said as he wrapped his arm around Steve’s waist. “And we’d really like you two not to tell anyone else until we’re ready to.”
“But everyone will be happy!”
“Dustin. Please.”
Dustin sighed, but accepted that this wasn’t up to him. If they wanted to wait, he could wait.
“Okay. Promise we won’t tell.”
Lucas nodded in agreement.
Eddie pulled away from Steve and pulled Dustin and Lucas into side hugs.
“Thanks. And in the future, don’t open journals that don’t belong to you so you don’t have to hear about Steve’s obsession with my hands.”
“How did you know that’s what we read? Or that it was in there?”
“Because I’m the one who helps him write when he has a migraine,” Eddie said with a smirk.
Dustin and Lucas were so shocked, they barely registered Eddie starting a countdown for them to get in the van until he was already at 15.
When they left the room, Eddie turned to Steve. He kissed his lips gently, smiling into it when he felt Steve’s hands on his hips.
“Hold that thought for later for me.”
Eddie tapped Steve’s ass and walked out of the room, smiling to himself the whole way to the van.
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Okay.
As much as I love feral Satan, who lets his instincts run wild and growls, bites and everything else… his soft side is so fuckin’ cute.
The Satan that stares at you in confusion as you tend to a small cut on his hand he’d received on one of his rampages, unbothered by the mess around the two of you and concerned solely with him. How he doesn’t quite know why his chest feels so warm and tight as he looks at your gentle, concerned expression.
Satan, who doesn’t understand why he feels so weightless with you, why his heart flutters and why he wants to hold you so gently, as if cradling something precious.
Satan, whose anger fades just from your presence alone, overtaken with feelings he’s never experienced, that baffle him entirely but he can’t get enough.
Satan, who desperately throws himself into research just to understand you a little more, to put a name on how he feels about you— who’s just as afraid of his own feelings as he is elated by them.
Satan, who worries you’ll be frightened of him if his temper rises, but you never are, even when he tells you that you should be.
Satan, who lays beside you, watching your sleeping face and utterly baffled that you trust him so completely to allow him to see you in such a vulnerable state… who knows deep down he’ll protect you forever.
Satan, who fumbles each time he tries to explain any of this to you, whose face becomes adorably reddened with each failed attempt.
Satan, who realizes that you’ve accepted him entirely, his every fault, his everything, before he had even come close to accepting himself. Who loves you more than he could ever put to words, or that he could ever really comprehend.
Just him. You know? Ahh, just helping him come to terms with everything he doesn’t know, to grow and understand. Helping him, in the end, to love.
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