#eddie munson is flustered

[leasstories]

Lea’s advent calendar day 24 - Fate

@writerthreads writing prompt for Christmas (2022), prompt 4 :

[Snowed in together in a bookstore]

Eddie x gn!reader

No trigger warning

WC: ≈ 0.6K words

December 23rd, 1985

Thank god your shift is almost over. It is 6 pm and your shift ends at 6:30 pm. There is only one client in the bookstore. He has long, curly hair, he is dressed in ripped jeans, a leather and a denim jacket and white and blue dirty reeboks. You find the young man pretty attractive and admire him discretely while pretending to put books on a shelf.

The young man is currently looking at the fantasy section of your bookstore, you smile. You consider giving him recommendations as you are a fantasy novels fan, but you decide against it, too shy and flustered to approach him.

After ten good minutes, the attractive young man checks out. He bought Unfinished Tales of Númenor and Middle-earth by J.R.R Tolkien.

“Great choice” you tell him smiling and giving him his change.

“I really loved The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, so I thought I’d give it a try.” Eddie says, smiling at you.

Your heart is almost bursting out from your chest when Eddie smiles at you.

“I… I finished it last week and if you loved the other books, you’ll like it.” You tell him softly and a bit shyly.

Eddie takes the book and goes toward the door when he realized that it snowed so much that he is stuck in the bookstore, he turns around, clearing his throat.

“I think we are snowed in…” Eddie tells you, embarrassed.

You join Eddie towards the door to check and you really are snowed in.

“I’m so sorry…” You profusely apologize.

“Hey… hey… it’s not your fault darling.” Eddie tells you reassuringly.

You go sit on one of the stools you use to arrange the higher shelves.

“Make yourself at home” You tell Eddie.

Eddie sits on the ground and look at his book. Eddie can’t take the silence, so he ends up asking.

“Who’s your favorite character in The Lord of The Rings?”

“I really love Galadriel, she’s so powerful, she shows that women can be powerful too. What about you?” you ask.

“I really love Bilbo and Frodo, the two of them are supposed to be Hobbits and they end up becoming heroes. I wish I could be as brave as them.” Eddie tells you earnestly.

“I’m sure you’re braver than you give yourself credit for!” you exclaim.

“If someone were asking me to follow them into Mordor, I wouldn’t.” Eddie answers.

“It’s not about going into Mordor. You’re brave in your own way Eddie. Being yourself is being brave.” You tell him.

“You remember my name?” Eddie asks.

“Of course, I do, I’ve been sharing classes with you my entire childhood. It’s not because I graduated two years ago that I forgot you.” You say shyly.

Eddie tells your name to make sure he didn’t get it wrong.

“That’s me.” You answer.

“You’re really cute” he blurts out.

You start blushing and shyly look at your feet.

“Thank you, you’re not so bad yourself.” You tell him.

“After the snowstorm and all, would you be okay… I mean would it be okay if I took you out on a date?” Eddie says, nervously fidgeting. It is the first time ever you see Eddie nervous.

“It would me more than okay” you answer smiling.

“Okay! Then it settled!” Eddie says. “And let’s use this time we are stuck into the bookstore let’s get to know each other more!” Eddie suggests.

“That would be amazing too” You say smiling bigger than you’ve ever smiled.

[kennahjune]

ALRIGHT BUT

I’ve been having flustered Steve thoughts.

The Party has NEVER seen Steve flustered. Steve’s always the one flirting and no one ever flirts back anymore so Steve’s never actually flustered.

But then Eddie Munson comes slithering along and he flirts with everyone just cause he can but nobody’s flustered by his attempts because he’s not trying to actually fluster them.

But for some reason he really flusters Steve.

Eddie uses this to his advantage and actually puts forth effort when he flirts with Steve.

Steve is flustered, bashful, embarrassed. He’s twirling his hair and giggling and he does this thing where he taps his fingernails on his front teeth when he gets distracted.

The Party was NEVER seen Steve like this.

Not even Nancy when they were dating.

Steve has described what he was like when he was flustered to them, calling himself stupid and saying he acted like an idiot to try and get them to just lay off.

All anyone sees is an absolute sweetheart.

Steve blushes really bright, starting with his ears and it just travels down from there. And also he’s really bad at hiding his smiles and he smiles so BIG when Eddie flirts with him. Like you can see every tooth and his eyes crinkle so much they basically close and his nose scrunches up.

And Eddie fucking THRIVES in it.

Because NO ONE else gets Steve like that.

Eddie’s witnessed Steve flirting with the girls of Hawkins. Has seen them all flirt back with varying degrees of bluntness.

None of them have gotten Steve nearly half as flustered as Eddie has.

UNTIL.

Eddie has Steve come over to the trailer to hang out. Steve by some turn of events ends up cooking and making grilled cheese and tomato soup.

Wayne comes home right as Steve is playing everything and Steve is DISTRAUGHT. Like “no Wayne it’s alright, really. I can make you some to it’s ok I like cooking you’re really doing me a favor.”

So Steve makes Wayne a grilled cheese to and refuses to let Eddie eat until they can eat together.

So they’re all sitting and then they start eating. And obviously it was a damn good grilled cheese— Eddie knew Steve could cook but good GOD.

And then Wayne puts his grilled cheese down, looks between Steve and Eddie, and tells Eddie “If you don’t marry ‘im I’m adoptin ‘im.”

And Steve BEAMS.

It’s that same smile he gets when Eddie flirts with him and Eddie is only somewhat livid.

Cause he totally gets the rush of having Wayne compliment you for the first time. He’s just such an honest man.

And it goes from there that the only people who can fluster Steve are Eddie and Wayne (Eddie romantically and Wayne platonic-fatherly).

They both go out of their way to compliment him constantly just to see him smile like that :)))

Aaahhhhh this makes me so happy!!!!

[kitchen-spoon]

Steddie where Eddie moves into a small house in a retirement mobile home park. He is the youngest guy there and is pretty handy. All the old ladies in the neighbourhood start to talk about him when he begins to offer his handyman skills to them as well.

One day after finishing up winterizing Mrs. Harrington’s water supply to her trailer she invites Eddie inside for some tea to warm up. Winter hadn’t hit yet but it was already nippy out she told him. Once inside she invites him to come over Sunday night to join her and her friends ‘book club’. At first Eddie politely declines but once she explains to him that its all the old ladies in the neighbourhood sitting around drinking wine, smoking joints, and gossiping he’s in.

Enter Steve who visits his grandma every Sunday for dinner and sometimes stays for her gossip sessions with all the other bitties in the neighbourhood because the snacks are always great. Steve is surprised that week when the door bell rings and a hot long haired pierced man covered in tattoos is standing there instead of another old woman handing him her coat and cane. Steve sputters for a moment but then his grandmother is coming up behind him explaining this is the young man who fixed her water supply for her.

“Well um, thank you for that.” Steve nods awkwardly, watching over his shoulder as his grandmother waddled away back to her friends. “You didn’t have to come though, sorry if she twisted your arm about it, she’s stubborn.” He rubbed at the back of his neck with a small chuckle.

“It’s okay I really don’t mind.” Eddie smiled easily, inching his way into the house and Steve’s personal space. “Smoking weed with a bunch of old ladies and gossiping about my new neighbours sounds like a great way for me to spend my Sunday.” He winked.

“I- yeah it is pretty fun.” Steve agreed having not moved at all. “The snacks are always great too, you’ll have to try Betty’s blondie cake it’s always my favourite.” Steve leaned in to whisper conspiratorially.

Eddie beamed back at him, eyes roving all over Steve’s face before pausing at his lips for a second then darting back up to his eyes. “Lead the way then big boy.” Eddie bit his lip at how red Steve’s face got, he decided to push it slipping his hand into Steve’s.

“Yeah- uh sure yeah.” Steve nodded dumbly staring at their connected hands for a moment before snapping out of it and tugging Eddie along. “Everything is set up in the living room, I just got the fire going to so it should be warm.”

By the end of the night Eddie and Steve were melted into one another on a small single seater in the corner of the room. They watched as all the ladies gathered their coats one by one as their husbands came to collect them.

“It’s sweet.” Steve sighed unprompted, his head lolled against Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie made a questioning noise so he continued. “Seeing their husbands come walk them back home at the end of the night. They aren’t annoyed that their wives are giggly and a bit wobbly they are just happy they are happy and want to be there to take care of them.”

“You are a sappy stoner Steve.” Eddie teased, he moved his hand over and dropped it onto Steve’s thigh giving it a squeeze. “Can’t say I blame you though, it is very cute to see.” Eddie sighed before unsticking himself from Steve’s side and making his way to the door himself. “I better get going, no husband to come walk me home”. He blushed at the implication of his own words.

“I’ll be your husband.” Steve blurted then immediately turned red. “I mean- I meant that I uhum-“

“You can walk me home Steve.” Eddie smiled wide and teasingly. He looked his arm through Steve’s and tugged him through the door, waving goodbye to Mrs.Harrington with a promise to be back next week.

The walk was short considering Eddie was only 2 houses down and one across. They kept their arms looped the entire 3 minutes they walked, and once they reached the door Steve still hadn’t let go.

“Well goodnight.” Steve spoke first, ducking his head away. He took a deep breath then looked back to Eddie determination on his face when he spoke. “See you next week?”

Eddie smiled but shook his head, “I was hoping sooner, how does Wednesday sound?” He moved in closer his hand sliding down to Steve’s waist.

“Wednesday is great I love Wednesday.” Steve nodded frantically then cringed. “I mean I don’t actually love all Wednesday’s just this one because we are-“

Eddie cut his rambling off with a kiss. He leaned in and connected their lips, his free hand coming up to cradle the back of Steve’s head.

Steve melted into the kiss, his body going lax in Eddie’s hold, “Thanks for saving me from embarrassing myself further.”

“Anytime sweetheart.”

[nerdnameddinkey]

apparently I'm a comic artist now :0

[rambamthxman]

Eddie got what he wanted but now he's plagued by the constant urge to touch his man 🥵

[chaosgremlinmunson]

STWG prompt: “I couldn't lose you”

For @hitlikehammers happy birthday sweetheart!!

Steve was running around the fair like a chicken with its head cut off, the kids were following him yelling at the top of their lungs. They'd all only turned their backs for a minute, where had Eddie disappeared to? Was this another UD thing?

Steve came screeching to a halt when he caught sight of Eddie standing in front of a sale booth of jewelry and trinkets fiddling with a sunshine yellow gem necklace.

“Edward Maurice Munson!” Steve bellowed, Eddie jumped in the air, his hand clutched to his chest necklace still in his grip, “Just what the hell do you think you're doing wandering off. We were worried sick!”

Eddie's face broke into a wild grin before leaning up into Steve's space.

“Aww, did you miss me, Big Boy?” He twirled a curl in one of his fingers, the attendant behind him was smiling though seemed a bit annoyed still, oh, right, Eddie hadn't paid.

“How much?” Steve nodded to the necklace Eddie still had in his hand.

“Well, he said it's for his maiden fair, so I'll bring the price down from $30 to $10, that way he can get his beloved more trinkets. Sounds fair?” The merchant leaned against the stall.

Eddie whirled to them handing over the cash and picked up a matching bracelet, plus two cross earrings. “How about $30 for all of these things then, my maiden fair would love them, don't you agree” Eddie let his dimples pop out, he leaned onto the counter.

The man standing behind the stall blushed a furious red, “Yes, that sounds reasonable. How lucky they are to have such a devoted lover.”

Eddie smiled at the man as he packaged the items and skipped back to Steve and the kids.

“Oy, Eddie, I thought Steve was your boyfriend. Why are you buying jewelry for a maiden?” Mike sneered from behind Dustin.

“Oh, mini Wheeler, who's to say Stevie boy isn't my damsel.” Eddie grinned.

“If I recall, I was the one who carried you out of hell, not the other way around, princess.” Steve leaned in to lower his voice beside Eddie's ear.

“Y-yeah? Well, uh, well.” Eddie stumbled over his words and thrust the bag into Steve's hand.

“I couldn't lose you Eds,” he whispered, still right by his ear, “you're everything.”

Eddie's eyes were wide and he swallowed visibly. He was in so much trouble, he bagged someone who could melt him with little words and touches, and here he'd been ready to romance his Sunshine only to be thwarted by that honey dripped tongue.

[thornsnvultures]

18+, nsfw

telling Eddie how to fuck you would melt his brain. like he's already having a hard time holding it together so he doesn't come in 0.5 seconds but then you start telling him to put his big hands on your throat or to pull your hair when he's hitting it from behind. like his legs are jello, he's praying to a god he doesn't believe in to give him strength. he's lining up his cock with your hole and you tell him to spit on it just to watch his face get all red. he acts cocky, like he knows just how to use that big swingin' dick to make you scream (and he does dgmw) but it's the extra shit, the spicy stuff, the way you tell him what a good, good boy he is that rocks his whole world.

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

Big boy did miss u eddie dw

Diving directly into the kas vampire eddie theory because no one can stop me

[kitmon]

A sneak peak of an Eddie comic strip based off of a very popular series lol let’s see if you guys can guess

[prettyboyeddiemunson]

eddie generally did not know what to say to pretty people, so when you, absolute dream girl material, walked up to him and said "hey, aren't you in corroded coffin??" he really doesn't know how to even breathe anymore

OH GOD YES YES

Like you go to every single one of his shows, kinda hiding in the background. Corroded Coffin isn’t really your type of music, but you just happened to be there one night when they played and actually enjoyed their sound. After that, you made it a point to always go back, but not just because you really dug what they were playing.

You were mostly going back to see the lead singer & guitarist, an absolute dream of long dark hair, the most beautiful brown eyes, a breathtaking smile, and the sexiest voice you had ever heard in your entire life.

And one day, the two of you happen to bump into each other. You’re in town, running some errands, and he is cruising around in his van, on his way to find a spot to smoke and blow off steam. You both happen to stop at the general store at the same time, and when you quite literally bump into each other, you can’t believe it. It’s him—the man who fronted the band you loved going to see every week. He was even more gorgeous up close, and you had no idea what to even say. He had rendered you speechless, in the best possible way.

He looks at you like you were the most amazing thing he’s ever seen. He’s taking in the beauty of your hair, the color of your eyes, the build of your body, everything. He does so with such awe, such admiration, and you’re absolutely smitten even more than you already were. You just grin at him as he apologizes for not watching where he was going, and you tell him not to worry about it. Then you casually ask if he’s the lead singer of Corroded Coffin, and his face just lights up.

“You know my band?” he asks, in complete disbelief from the sound of his voice. “You’ve seen us play?”

“I come every single week!” you say excitedly. “Metal isn’t really my thing, or wasn’t. Ever since I saw you guys play, I’ve been getting into it.”

“Wow,” Eddie says, beaming at you. He’s silent for so long that you don’t know if he’s going to say anything else. He looks so flustered, so nervous, and you furrow your brows in worry. You’re about to ask if he’s alright, but then he’s speaking again. “A girl as beautiful as you, coming to our shows? Really?”

You feel heat in your cheeks, and you laugh softly. “Yeah. And, I mean…If I may be so bold, you’re nice to look at, too.”

Eddie’s cheeks turn crimson, and he hides behind his hair as he chuckles. “Nah.”

“Yes!” you say with a wide smile. “No joke! You look incredible up there. It’s like you’re really in your element, and you look sexy doing it.”

“Oh, stop,” he says, but by the way he’s beaming at you, he doesn’t want you to. He clears his throat, still extremely flustered as he toys with the ends of his hair. “Hey…so, I was going to grab a bite to eat before I headed out to Lover’s Lake to hang out. Do you wanna come with?”

“Are you asking me out?” you tease with a smirk.

“I guess that depends on whether or not you’re going to say yes,” he says uncertainly.

You wink at him before biting your lip. “Maybe I will. I’m y/n, by the way.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” Eddie says, extending a hand for you to shake. “I’m Eddie.”

“Well, Eddie,” you say as you shake his hand, looking toward the front entrance and then back to him with a smile. “It’s a date.”

[steddiealltheway]

Steve and Eddie are the type to pretend that they’re really cool and not flustered around each other, but as soon as they’re out of eye shot from each other, Eddie is whooping while jumping up and down and Steve is keeling over willing his heart rate to go down while simultaneously giggling.

The rest of the party wonders how the two of them have no idea that they’re both equally pining after each other. Especially when Eddie and Steve have their separate celebratory moments in front of opposite ends of a window and make eye contact at the same time, turning bright red and awkwardly waving/nodding at each other (Immediately celebrating/shaking off the interaction again when they’re only a few steps away from the window).

[ahhrenata]

turning on the charm ✨

[kennahjune]

Flustered (But He’d Never Admit It)

Thanks so much to @rogueddie for letting me write this based on their post!!

( @steddiewithachance )

Desperately hope it lives up to standard 🫡

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Eddie hadn’t planned on going out, really.

It was a Saturday and he looked forwards to sleeping until noon the next day. Maybe bothering Steve and Robin in Family Video at some point if he decided to grace the people of Hawkins with his presence.

But Nancy of all people had asked him to come. And when Big Wheels asked him to do something, Eddie sure as shit did it.

So he sat in the living room of Steve’s no-longer-really-scarily-empty house. Because Mr and Mrs. Harrington left after the earthquakes and gave the house to Steve. He’s been steadily personalizing it.

Eddie sat between Argyle and Robin on the couch, letting his gaze wander around and land on each photo hanging on the walls.

Nancy and Jonathan sat across from them on the other couch, Nancy’s feet thrown in Jonathan’s lap while he gently rubbed her calfs.

Eddie wasn’t listening too intently to the bickering going on around him, his mind in other places while waiting for Steve.

“HURRY THE FUCK UP, DINGUS!” Robin yelled. Speak of the Devil.

Eddie flinched, as Robin was directly in his fucking ear. He shot her a glare that she returned with a punch to the shoulder.

“HOLD YOUR HORSES, DIMWIT, IM DONE!” was what Steve yelled back from upstairs. Eddie and Argyle snorted at Robin’s offended gasp.

Steve appeared in the living room a few seconds later, struggling to tie his sneakers while hopping on one foot.

“You look like a worm,” Argyle pointed out helpfully.

Steve nearly face planted after he was done, his arms flailing and his hand catching on the back of Jonathan’s head.

“Ouch, dude!!” Jonathan yelled when Steve pulled his hair. Nancy and Robin absolutely cackled at Steve’s unapologetic shrug.

“My bad.”

Jonathan glared and rubbed the back of his head. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Steve fluttered his eyelashes and put a hand on his chest. “You think I’m cute, Jonny? Why, you might as well get down on one knee!”

Robin clapped obnoxiously. “Congratulations on your engagement!”

Nancy gasped, pretending to clutch her pearls. “Jonathan! Another woman? How could you!?”

Jonathan groaned and threw his head back.

“See what you’re doing to this family, Jon!?” Eddie suddenly joined in, surprising a laugh out of everyone; even Jonathan, despite his efforts to remain angry-seeming.

Argyle whistled when they calmed down. “Damn, Stevie. Is that the shirt I got you?”

Robin perked up. “Hey! That’s my button up!”

Steve planted his hands on his hips. “And those are my earrings.”

Robin huffed and rolled her eyes, pretending to pout.

The outfit Steve wore was unlike what Eddie normally saw him in. The same blue jeans as always, though these ones seemed to hug his ass and thighs more (a detail Eddie most certainly saved for later). The button up (that was apparently Robin’s) was white pinstriped, hanging open and unbuttoned to show off the light purple, sleeveless turtle neck (that Argyle got him, apparently).

Eddie kinda wanted to bite him.

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Jonathan and Steve were designated drivers. So everyone split between the two cars; Nancy, Jonathan and Argyle in one and Robin, Steve and Eddie in the other.

The bar they went to was a small one but was still packed on such a fine Saturday night. The group was quick to find a corner booth to seat all six of them.

Argyle payed for the first round of drinks, everyone just getting beer. But they were all quick to get to the vodka and other shit.

“You not gonna drink anything else, Stevie?” Eddie asked at one point when he noticed Steve was still nursing his first beer.

“Designated driver, remember?”

Eddie hummed and took his last shot, barely buzzed despite drinking so much already. “I could drive us back if you wanna just drink with everyone else.”

Steve eyed him and didn’t respond for a moment. Eddie was ready to take the offer back, play it off as a joke. It wasn’t even like he said anything flirty or whatever! Steve just made him nervous like that.

“Are you sure?” Steve finally asked, his voice timid even as he raised it to be heard over the music.

Eddie grinned. “‘Course, darlin. Lemme take care of it.”

Steve turned away and downed the rest of his beer quickly. Eddie turned back to Argyle and Nancy’s conversation and failed to see the deep red flush overtaking Steve’s ears.

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That was maybe 20 minutes ago.

At this point in time, Steve was definitely passed buzzed and well on his way to drunk.

He was sandwiched between Eddie and Robin, his head leaning on Robin’s shoulder and his hand playing distractingly and absentmindedly with Eddie’s jacket sleeve.

Eddie tried to ignore how sweet Steve looked, his face flushed with the pleasant buzz and his hair kind of getting floppy because he kept playing with it. He looked so cute listening to Jonathan but still so spaced out and almost floaty.

Eddie kind of really maybe wanted to bite him. Maybe make him cry.

Jesus H Christ.

He took a big drink of his water. “I think I’m gonna head out for a smoke, be back in a few.” Eddie carefully removed his sleeve from Steve’s grasp, fighting off the cooing he so desperately wanted to do at the pout the other gave him for it.

Eddie left in no time, letting himself out into an alley next to the bar. His cigarette was short-lived and he went for another 2 after his first.

He refused to let his mind wander, instead focusing on the burn in his throat and the smoke in his lungs. He was sufficiently calmed down after an extra moment, finally going back in after what had to have been just shy of 10 minutes.

Maybe he should’ve stayed outside.

Because Steve was drunk now, to the point that Nancy had cut him off.

It was in that moment, walking back to the booth, that Eddie fully realized he’d never seen Steve drunk.

When Eddie came into sight of the table, Steve immediately jumped up in his seat and reached obnoxiously over the table to wave at him. It was adorably reminiscent of a 5 year old and a little puppy.

Eddie failed to keep the soft grin off his face. Not that he was really trying.

“Hey, Stevie,” Eddie greeted softly when sitting back down next to him.

“Hi, Ed!” Steve exclaimed loudly and excitedly, basically bouncing in place. Eddie really should’ve stayed outside.

“Steve’s a little drunk, don’t hold anything he may say or do against him.” Jonathan joked from across from them. Or, it seemed like a joke. His expression was playful but his tone was more serious than it let on.

“Oh? A little drunk? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so excited.” Eddie snickered.

“Hey!” Steve smacked at Eddie’s shoulder and immediately grabbed his arm afterwards, wrapping himself around it and holding on. Eddie felt himself grow hot under his shirt collar. “I’m always excited to see you, doofus.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow. This was news to him. He shot a look to Jonathan who waved him off, turning to talk with Robin instead.

Eddie put his free hand over one of Steve’s. “Oh yeah, darlin? That’s news to me.”

Eddie watched in delight while a steady blush crept down Steve’s neck. He grinned dopily at Eddie, all teeth and gums and scrunched up nose. It was ridiculously endearing.

“Huuuuuussshhhh.” Steve pointed at him, his arm like a wobbly noodle and uncoordinated; he nearly smacked Eddie in the face. “‘Course ‘m always excited to see you. You’re you!”

Eddie stuck his tongue behind his bottom lip to avoid grinning like an idiot. Steve’s eyes followed.

“Alright, dork. I think it’s time to take you home.”

Steve squawked at being called a dork. Insisting Eddie was the biggest dork he’d ever met.

“You’re a Dork with a capital D!” Steve insisted while they weaved through the crowd. Eddie was taking Steve home early with Robin catching a ride with Jonathan.

Eddie snorted, holding back a comment on ‘capital D’ anything. He had a firm grip on Steve’s wrist, as his drunken friend got distracted at every little thing. After he ran off to talk to some stranger “because they had shiny earrings! I needed to know where they were from, Edd!” Eddie wasn’t taking any chances.

He had to physically buckle Steve up for him in the beemer, leaning over him and clicking it into place. Eddie chose to ignore the raging blush on Steve’s face in favor of a simple smirk.

Steve wouldn’t stop talking the entire ride and Eddie loved it.

“I really wanted to play volleyball as a kid but my dad refused because he thought it was too girly— and than I wanted to play hockey! And I would’ve if my mom wasn’t so adamant about it being too ‘aggressive’ and my dad just going along with it because he couldn’t care less either way— oh!! And then I played soccer for a little bit! Did you know Robin plays soccer? I think she used to be on the track team, too—“

Eddie couldn’t stop grinning. (He made a silent promise to ask Argyle about volleyball so he could play with Steve at some point.)

When he took the turn to Loch Nora Steve went quiet. A brief glance told Eddie he was staring out the window. He let him have another moment before speaking.

“You alright, Stevie?”

Steve’s response was delayed, his voice quieter than it has been all night. “Yeah, ‘m good.”

“You sure? You went awfully quiet over there, darling.” Eddie couldn’t stop the faintly concerned glance he shot to the side.

“Yeah.”

Eddie pulled over to the side of a fancy road, one side houses with huge yards and the other the trees spanning out into the woods. Steve jolted at the stop, glancing at Eddie’s faint reflection in the window.

Eddie twisted in his seat, reaching over to tap on Steve’s thigh to get his attention. When Steve looked over at Eddie he looked like a kicked puppy.

“Why’d ya stop?”

“Cause somethin’s wrong and you’re not explaining.”

Steve’s brow furrowed. “Sorry.”

Eddie smiled softly. “You don’t have to apologize, Stevie. I just need to know what’s wrong so I’m not sending you home while you’re in a bad place.”

Steve’s shoulders hiked up slightly. “Doesn’ matter.”

Eddie huffed, stopping his tapping on Steve’s thigh in favor of grabbing it gently. “Of course it does, sweetheart. If it’s affectin’ you this much it’s gotta matter a lot.”

Steve shrugged, trying to look away. Eddie let him, but kept his hand on his thigh and squeezed twice. Just to let him know he was there.

They were both silent for a moment. The two. Then—

“Don’t wanna.”

Eddie’s brow furrowed. “Don’t wanna what?”

Steve response was slow, quiet. “Go home. Too quiet.”

Eddie’s breath left him in a quiet rush. Even if Steve was slowly making the Harrington estate more ‘him’, the memories it held would most likely prevent it from ever being ‘home’.

“You wanna go back to the trailer with me?” Eddie found himself asking.

Steve’s nod was hesitant, shaky like he wasn’t sure what he was doing. Eddie decided he was going to keep Steve at the trailer for as long as he can get away with this weekend.

“Alright, sweetheart. Let’s get goin then, yeah?” He patted Steve’s thigh twice and turned back to resume driving.

Steve remained quiet the rest of the drive, but he hummed along to the radio so Eddie deemed him a little better.

He parked on the side of the road, leaving the space next to the van open for Wayne’s truck when he got home in the morning.

Eddie had to help Steve up the porch stairs, letting him lean on his shoulder while fumbling with his keys. Steve was still humming to the last song that played on the radio.

Eddie gave Steve a pair of sweatpants and a shirt and silently praised himself for the flush settling down Steve’s neck. But then there was a flush settling down Eddie’s neck because Steve looked really good in his clothes.

They shared the bed like they usually did when they spent the night at each others places. Eddie took the spot by the wall and Steve climbed in to face the door. Eddie wrapped himself around Steve’s back with a hand on his waist and another under his head.

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Did this take over a month? Nope. (Ssshhhhhhh)

I’m my defense: my biggest hyper fixation atm is ATLA 🤷

Am I happy with this? No, not really.

Am I posting it anyway? Sure am🧍.

Have fun with it ✌️

[kitchen-spoon]

Steve and Eddie have a daughter, Eddie’s nickname for their little 3 year old since the day they got her has been hambone. Steve is not a fan.

Eddie yelling as he chases their daughter across the park: “come here little hambone! I’m gonna eat you up for dinner *garbled monster noises*”

*Steve both endeared and exasperated at the same time giving the other parents in the park an awkward smile as they look to him*

[mingmingbats]

He’s got it bad.

[mimimunson]

Turning Tables (Steddie) / fic

Blurb- Lee!Steve Harrington is in a mischievous mood and makes a shocking discovery about his boyfriend (Ler!Eddie Munson) whilst hatching a plan to get what he wants. This IS a tickle fic, if that isn’t your thing feel free to ignore!!

CW- tickling, manhandling, dominance.

"Hm, but Eddie I thought you weren't ticklish?" Steve gasped but somehow was also embarrassed by his own words.

“I- I didn’t know! Honestly!” Eddie shook his head, surprised to even hear that word come out of his boyfriend’s mouth. Merely a month ago Steve had come clean about his little secret. He liked being tickled, he just enjoyed the playful aspect, the closeness and he especially liked laughing. Eddie was immediately very willing to indulge him in whatever he wanted, because quite frankly it was the cutest thing he’d ever heard come from that boys lips.

“But now I know and I don’t know if I can be trusted with that information Eds. I mean how many times have you pinned me down and tormented me this week.” He smirked, a playfully evil smirk.

“That’s different! You like when I tickle you! You get all bashful and you know I think it’s adorable. I can’t help myself.” Eddie teased, hoping that flustering his boyfriend would get him out of this predicament.

“Don’t you try and turn the tables sir, just let me see if you’re as bad as I am?” He said with crimson cheeks.

Eddie chuckled immediately noticing that Steve couldn’t bring himself to say ticklish again.

“As bad as you are? Never. But I do think you mean ticklish, not bad.”

He pointed down at Eddie as a warning, before scurrying his finger tips along his waistline once more. Eddie rolled his eyes at how eager Steve seemed to tickle him, he honestly didn’t mind, if it meant he could see his boyfriend smiling and bathe in his victory that they both knew wasn’t real, just an act of brattiness.

“You having fun there sweetheart?” Eddie managed to keep composure, it was a weird situation to be in. Being tickled when you don’t actually know where you’re ticklish, knowing any moment he could poke at a weak spot and you’d be none the wiser until you felt it.

“The most fun actually, what about here?” Steve spidered his nails up and across his ribs, once seeing the instantaneous hitch in his breath.

“Hey- princess! I know you’re having fun and all but this is- this is really something” Eddie let out a squeal sound, shut his eyes tight praying that Steve didn’t notice. “Did you just squeal Eddie Munson?”

Steve erupted into giggles and before he knew it he was manhandled. Grabbed by his hips and placed down on his back by a metal head with an evil look in his eye.

Still laughing from the sensation Eddie said “you know that was fun and all, but I know this is your favourite position to be in isn’t it baby? You have fun riling me up eh? You just wanted this, isn’t that so? If you wanted this so badly, you should have just asked me because now. Now it’s gonna be 10 times worse for you pretty boy.”

Steve smiled a sickly sweet innocent smile, his plan had worked.