#robin buckley hcs

[ddejavvu]

Play wrestling with your gf Robin Buckley, but Steve walks in and practically shrieks because he thinks you two are doing something wildly different

In Steve's defense, you are biting Robin's thigh. But you're biting her thigh to overpower her, which- doesn't sound much better. But you're wrestling - really wrestling, not wrestling.

You've got her pinned to the wall, and you'd dropped to your knees to gnaw at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The pinch from your teeth is meant to make her knees give out, and once she's on the floor you'll grab her wrists and pin them to her back. Then you'll declare yourself the winner before she can escape. It's meant to be a foolproof plan, but- well, Steve Harrington has been called a fool before. Perhaps no plan is foolproof enough for him.

He's accustomed to walking into Robin's room like it's his own, but this time you're sure he wishes he'd knocked. He finds you kneeling between Robin's legs, face buried in her thigh a little too close to what's between them for Steve's comfort.

He screams. He screams, and slaps a hand over his eyes, and stumbles backwards all at once, which means he goes tumbling back down Robin's staircase. Her bedroom is right at the top of it, and the hallway is evidently not wide enough for Steve to stop in before he falls right back down the way that he came.

You both dart to the staircase and watch as he lands at the base with a sickening thud, and a groan that you've come to associate with visits to the emergency room.

"Steve?" Robin calls, feet pounding against the stairs as she races to his side. She prods at his temple, and when he grumbles something incoherent in response, she lifts his head off of the floor. She cradles it in her hands, checking for his pulse, "Steve, can you hear me?"

"Yes, dipshit, stop poking me," He swats her hand away when he regains the wind that was knocked out of him, and he sits up while glaring at you where you stand at the top of the staircase.

"That was fucking disgusting." He accuses. You're fairly certain you have the right to do whatever you want with your girlfriend in her own home, but you'd just caused Steve possible brain damage, so you don't point that out.

"We were play-fighting," Robin huffs, rubbing the back of her hand where Steve had smacked her, "You're the one who didn't knock."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I've been your best friend for two years," Steve gripes, struggling to his feet and rubbing at the back of his head where you presume it hit a step, "I didn't know I had to alert the presses to my arrival. Listen- you two," He turns his glare back to you, "I'm- happy for you, okay? But don't- don't ever do that shit again. Close the door, put a sock on it, put up a sign, I don't care, just- never again."

Steve chooses to ignore your rather snippy 'Yes, sir,' in favor of exaggerating a wince as he prods at a sensitive spot near the base of his neck. "Un-fucking-believable," He scoffs, "Another concussion, and this one didn't even come from an interdimensional monster.

[stranger-nightmare]

Robin Buckley - NSFW Alphabet

A/N: a lil more spicy Robin content for you, I hope you like this!! <3

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Her aftercare is kind of chaotic and rushed, as just is the way with Robin. She’ll buzz around you quickly, trying to find a towel to wipe you down, new clothes for you to wear. She’ll run to go make some food or something, rambling about something or other the whole time. Half the time you kinda wish she’d just let you recover quietly in peace as you catch your breath after she’s made you cum many, many times. But you can’t help but think it’s kinda of endearing the way she runs around after you trying to attend to your every need. But yeah sometimes you just have to grab her face gently and tell her to slow down.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

I feel like Robin is kinda indifferent to her body, she doesn’t love it but she doesn’t hate it; as far as she’s concerned it just is what it is. But if she had to pick a favourite part of her body it would probably be her hands. She particularly likes what she can do to you with them. I think her favourite part of her partner’s body would be their tits. She also loves their thighs and their neck / shoulders, it’s basically her favourite places to kiss her partner as well.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She’s obsessed with way you / your cum tastes; she thinks she’ll never get enough of it. She’s always sucking her fingers completely clean almost every single time after she’s fingered you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Secretly one of her favourite ways to get off when you’re not around is to bunch / roll up one of your shirts that you’ve left at her place, put it on top a lil tower of cushions, and hump it until she cums all over your shirt.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like before she got with you Robin didn’t have much experience at all, so it took some time for the two of you to figure out how your bodies work together. She had a good starting point from playing with herself so she knew the basics of what to do to pleasure you. But Robin is is a giver so she put in the effort to learn how your body works and what specifically you like and makes you feel good, so it’s not long before Robin is an absolute expert at pleasuring you.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

She likes to have you underneath her; she likes to watch you as she pleasures you. Whether you’re on your back or on your front, she just likes having you under her. I think she’d also have a bit of a soft spot for fucking you doggy-style as well.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Yeah Robin is super goofy and chaotic and awkward. She doesn’t necessarily mean to be, it’s just what she’s like. But you think it’s adorable so you don’t really mind. She can be serious and intense on the rare occasion but yeah usually sex with Robin is just very lighthearted and fun.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like Robin’s the type to keep her legs smooth but she’s not so fussed about her underarms or her bush. Like sometimes if she’s randomly in the mood she’ll shave it all, but otherwise she pretty much just leaves her underarms and bush to be free as it is. It really just depends on her mood.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Robin is intimate in a really light hearted and fun way. Like she’s very attentive to your emotions and your body, but she’s never too intense about it. Everything about being with Robin just feels so easy. She’s romantic but again it doesn’t feel too intense or overwhelming. Being with Robin literally is just like being with your best friend, except you get to kiss and fuck as well.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I think Robin’s libido fluctuates so sometimes she’ll get herself off almost everyday, if you’re not there to help that is. Then sometimes she goes like a week or more without touching herself, it just depends. But I think when she does masturbate one of favourite ways to get off is with the shower head, iykyk.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation. Multiple orgasms. Gentle spanking. A good mix of degradation and praise. Light bondage. I think her kinks are reasonably simple, she’s always just mostly focused on trying to make you and her feel as good and make the whole experience as pleasurable as possible.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

She occasionally likes a secret quickie in the backroom at Family Video. I can imagine she’s also the type to like doing it in the shower as well, which isn’t always the best but she likes to try anyway. Otherwise she’s more than happy to just do it in the comfort of either her bed or yours.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

She goes absolutely wild when you wear knee high socks, she’s honestly obsessed with them. She loves to fuck you whilst you wear nothing but those knee high socks. I also think she probably has a bit of an oral fixation so anytime you’re eating or just generally playing with or biting your lips she gets really worked up really quickly. And you like to tease her by always sucking on a lollypop.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Any kind of pain play beyond simple spanking. Also I don’t think she’d go anywhere any kind of dub/non-con. She’s also not really into edging because she just doesn’t have the patience or restraint to be honest.

0 = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She loves both but I think she has a preference for giving. Robin really lives to please her partner and make them cum as many times as she can. So she’s almost always going down you, and you best believe she knows exactly how you like it and how to get you off hella fast.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Robin is usually quite fast but it’s just because she likes seeing how quickly and how many times she can make you cum. She’s not so great at taking her time and edging and teasing, she just likes to get right down to it. However, she can be slow and sensual sometimes, but it’s usually under instruction from you; you basically have to guide her into how to be a bit more gentle and how to take her time with pleasing you. But she’s super good at taking those instructions and she definitely does try to incorporate what you taught her into future sessions.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh yeah she’s absolutely up for a quickie, in fact she really rather likes them. If she had her way she would prefer to spend more time with her partner as she lives to overstimulate them and make them cum multiple times. But yeah, she’s definitely happy to sneak in a quickie in the backroom at Family Video. She almost challenges herself to see how quickly she can get you off.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yeah I think so. She’s definitely willing to experiment with different toys to see if there’s anything new that you and / or her might like. I don’t think she experiments with different positions too much though, like the two of you have figured out what feels good and you’re both kinda happy to just stick to that. I definitely think she likes to take the occasional risk, like the two of you have gotten off together in the back room at Family Video a handful of times.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She has plenty of energy so she can definitely go for quite a few rounds. And she’s really into making her partner cum multiple times so yeah, Robin can and will usually go for quite a few rounds, usually until you’re begging her to stop because you’re so sensitive.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yeah she owns toys and she likes to use them both on herself and her partner. Her favourite is her wand. Her favourite to use on you is a lil vibrating bullet to keep on your clit whilst she fingers you; she knows just how much that combo drives you wild and she fucking loves to see it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

I don’t think she likes tease too much to be honest, mostly because she just doesn’t have the patience for it. Like if she’s horny she’ll just wanna get right down to fucking you, or having you fuck her, she just doesn’t have it in her to keep teasing you and keep you both waiting for what you both really want.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Robin is loud, like really loud. Robin is the type to full-on porn-star moan, in my opinion. Lot’s of moaning and gasping and crying out your name. Like if you sneak for a quickie somewhere semi-private you usually have to clamp your hand over her mouth to keep her from making too much noise. She’s also super loud and enthusiastic when she goes down on you, because honestly she enjoys it just as much as you do.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think Robin really likes morning sex; she likes to give you an orgasm, and have one herself, before you guys get started with your day. It’s happened quite a few times where you’ve woken up to find her already rubbing your clit with her fingers, or sometimes you even wake up to the feeling of her tongue running through your folds. Another random headcanon I have for her is that, because of her oral fixation, she likes to share lollipops with you. The two of you will each have your own one, different flavours of course, and you just kinda swap them intermittently, so you each get to enjoy the other’s flavour. Any time Steve pulls a grossed out face at it you both just flip him off.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I really like to imagine that Robin has some really cute freckles / moles on her hips and her thighs. You often like to kiss them or trace your finger between them. Her boobs are slightly uneven, as is often the case, but you don’t care at all because they’re both such nice and pretty tits and you love them regardless. And I don’t know why but I also like to imagine she has a tiny sunflower tattooed on her side, just next to where her boob is.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think she has like an average sex drive, maybe just slightly higher than average. And sometimes it can fluctuate depending on how she’s feeling. Sometimes she’ll go through a couple of weeks where you guys only fuck a handful of times. Then sometimes she’ll fuck you multiple days a week, even multiple times a day on the odd occasion.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Yeah she’s still got energy to burn even after sex. She’ll be up and about, running to get you some snacks or something, just generally still buzzing. You honestly have to drag her back to bed and get her to settle because you’re so exhausted and can’t keep up with her buzzing around. Then even as you’ve finally convinced her to come snuggle with you she’s still fidgeting and tapping her fingers on your body.

Masterlist

[nikki-might-know]

Dating Robin Buckley HCs

A/N: Spoilers for Season 4. Minors Do Not Interact.

The amount of mutual pining between the two of you pre-dating is absolutely insane. Robin “I don't really have strong grasp of social cues” Buckley is absolutely certain you are straight as an arrow and in love with Steve.

Meanwhile Steve is watching the two of you stare at each other through his rear-view mirror like lovesick fools out of an Emily Dickinson poem thinking “my fucking god these bitches gay. good for them. good for them”

Although he sort of misses that phase... because when the two of you do finally pull your heads out of your asses and get together he never knows another moment of peace again.

Every time the two of them pull up in front of your house Robin will physically fling herself across the center console and scramble into the back seat, often kicking Steve in the process, so that she can sit next to you the rest of the ride.

He’ll grumble something along the lines of “this isn’t a god damn taxi” as he swats Robin’s foot out of his face. But then he’ll look back and see that she’s practically radiating with joy because you’re there! Her Love! And she gets to hold your hand! And he’s never seen her this happy so he’ll let it go...

Any time there’s a new release at Family Video there’s always at least one copy that mysteriously doesn’t make it to the shelf and Robin just happens to have it queued up at her place as soon as you come over.

Sometimes you invite other people over and have a big movie night.

Other times you’ll pass Robin notes in class with something written on it like “Can’t focus. I just keep thinking about how much I want to kiss you. Can I come over tonight? ;)”

On days like those you’ll walk with her to Family Video, pulling her into the alley to kiss her breathless before her shift starts and then casually leaving her there with mused hair, rumpled clothing, and counting down the minutes until her work day is over.

Her love language is physical touch.

She’s self conscious in public because she’s not ready to be out publicly, but as soon as she feels safe to do so, her hands are almost immediately intertwined with yours.

She also loves to walk with her hand in your back pocket. She’s got the biggest grin the second her hand is close to your butt. It’s genuinely cute as fuck. What a dork.

[peppermint-toads]

robin buckley having a crush on you

⁑ she always compliments your makeup or nail polish

⁑ extremely interested in your friendships with boys

⁑ “so, you and eddie…” she’d trail off

⁑ always brings something from work for your sleepovers, like a scoop of banana chip or that new movie you said you wanted to see

⁑ very over enthusiastic about sleepovers, mostly because she loves seeing your matching pajama sets

⁑ sometimes will pin one of her buttons to your shirt or lapel, just so you’re wearing something of hers

⁑ robin really hates shopping, but pretends she loves it to spend more time with you (almost passes out at the mall pretzel stand)

⁑ bought a sample of the perfume you wear so she could spray it on her pillow even though she felt guilty about doing it

⁑ makes eddie sit still for a whole hour just so she can teach herself how to braid for you

⁑ the first time she braids your hair, you sigh out in relief and the noise makes her face flush

⁑ any touch from you turns her into a blushing mess

⁑ likes watching horror movies with you because your gasps and shrieks are so cute

⁑ gets flustered when you insist she sleeps in the bed with you instead of on the floor

[silkscream]

what do you think the rest of the fruity four listens to?

steve listens to tears for fears, the cars, fleetwood mac, david bowie. tolerates the cure because robin loves them but they're a bit too eccentric for his liking. robin loves the weird stuff -- loves lizzy mercier descloux and esg. loves the modern lovers and beat happening. she put "let's kiss" on a mix for tammy thompson that she nearly throws away after moving on, but steve takes the tape instead and plays it on their car rides. now most of his favorite songs are from that little tape.

nancy wheeler loves what's typical -- blondie, cyndi lauper, belinda carlisle. she's been listening to more of the clash and the velvet underground, though. she stays up late writing, organizing her mess of a life with the replacements blasting often.

[kennahjune]

HEAR ME OUT?? Please—

I LOVE love LOve when like, in fics, Steve has this really weird talent or interest that nobody knows about or like nobody expects but then oddly enough it sort of fits him.

And just like— it opens up so much possibility for character projection.

My favorite is writer Steve but I’ve been growing increasingly obsessed with Steve who’s hyper fixation is snakes.

The image in my head is like— everyone’s hanging out at the trailer park for one reason or another, and they hear Robin fucking /screech/.

Everyone’s on their feet in a split second, worry and confusion and deep dread forcing the way into the forefront of their minds.

Turns out: it was a snake. A really small one at that.

Eddie and Wayne offer to take it and dispose of it, the two of them having done this various other times with the other snakes people find in the trailer park.

But Steve pushes to the front of the group yelling and scolding.

“No absolutely not!”

Eddie shares a look with Nancy, both chalking it up to Steve’s hero complex acting up and him trying to protect them from the potentially dangerous critter.

“Look, Stevie—“

“You are not going to kill that little sweetheart!”

Eddie paused, shared a confused furrow of brows with Nancy and Robin, and turned to face Steve fully.

“Stevie, baby, that’s a snake.”

Steve stood with his hands on his hips, a determined glint in his eye, and nodded. “No I thought it was a squirrel.”

Eddie sighed loudly. “Then what do we do with it?”

“Well not fucking kill it for starters! It’s harmless. Aren’t you baby?”

Eddie and everyone else watched Steve step up to the snake that was hanging from the trailer’s side door. “Um, Steve what’re you doing?”

Steve ignored them completely and simply plucked the snake from its place on the door. From somewhere beside Eddie Robin squeaked in horror and Will groaned while Lucas gave a violent shudder.

“Such a small baby aren’t ya?” Steve cooed at the little snake wrapped around his hand.

“Steve— that’s a snake,” Nancy said warily, eyeing said snake like it killed her mother. “A potentially dangerous snake.”

Steve scoffed while the snake lifted the front of its body to peer at him. “She’s not dangerous, she’s a goddamn rat snake. They’re harmless.”

Just as he said it, the snake turned its head and not his finger. Where Steve didn’t even blink, everyone else freaked.

Eddie and Robin rushed over to him, Eddie immediately taking a look at his hand but keeping his hands away from the snake. Robin kept her distance but rambled about rabies or whatever.

Steve huffed and laughed quietly. “Guys, seriously. It’s a rat snake, they’re completely and utterly harmless to humans. They have such a small amount of venom it doesn’t bother humans. And besides, this little baby’s so small she couldn’t even break the skin.”

He was right, there was no sign of breakage or even redness on Steve’s hand where he was bitten.

Eddie looked at his boyfriend a little in awe and even more in love.

Jesus Christ.

Dustin and Mike walked slowly over to Steve, each asking to hold the snake.

Steve held it out gently, Dustin taking it first and holding it delicately in his hands. When he passed it over to Mike, the snake wrapped itself around his hands and a bit up his arms. Eddie was a little in shock at the giggle the younger Wheeler let out.

Dustin, Mike and Steve sat on the trailer’s side steps and held the snake together, going back and forth about random animal topics that Eddie couldn’t be bothered to remember.

When he asked later, Will and Lucas were delighted to explain that the entire reason Dustin was allowed to join The Party was because in 4th grade he brought Mike a frog he found. Lucas explained that Mike and Dustin had both gone through and extensive reptile and amphibian phase in elementary school and still held onto some of that obsession.

From then on, whenever anyone in the trailer park found any form of snake or rodent that they wanted gone, they called Steve.

[cuepickle]

I headcanon Steve as bi, for the meme I’ll allow it

[wynnyfryd]

robin meeting eddie by doing the “please pretend like you know me to get this creep away from me” move in a club and they immediately get along. robin’s really only there as moral support for steve, who she’s been begging to go out and get laid — for his sanity, but more importantly for hers — and eddie drew the short stick on being DD for the night, so.

the two of them end up chatting in a booth for over an hour, drinking sodas and playing card games (eddie keeps a deck of cards in his jacket ‘for impressing dates with sleight of hand magic. obviously.’)

later on in the night steve spots robin and comes up to their table, and eddie puts his arm around her shoulder and hugs her into his side like “this guy bothering you, sweetheart?”

and robin and steve share a look and burst into hysterical laughter

update: wrote the first part of the fic

[ikarakie]

after everything, after all the adrenaline dies down, steve collapses one day whilst helping out at the school. the doctors say it was a delayed reaction, all his injuries finally catching up to him. the stress of everything making his stubborn ass keel over and finally give in.

everyone's fucking terrified. eddie and max are already in hospital beds, though at least they're awake. luckily lucas had been by steve's side as he fell and stopped his head smacking against the linoleum. for a fourth or fifth time.

the doctors assure them all he'll be fine. it was just exhaustion, his body needing some time to recover. there's nothing to worry about!

though when he wakes up, something is fucking wrong. robin tells everyone as much through tears, how he'd woken up and asked who she was. that all he knew was his name and basic information about himself.

dustin is beside himself when steve does the same to him. he'd held onto this hope that he'd be different. steve was like his brother, of course he'd remember him, right?

but no. no, the only person steve seems to remember is eddie munson. not only that, but he's convinced they're dating. won't listen to anyone who tells him otherwise. it's all a bit much, no one really knows what's happening with him, if he'll ever remember them. the case is forwarded, with vague promises that they would do whatever they can. but they needed the bed, so he can't stay.

when he's discharged, he beelines for eddie's room. he's in there and by eddie's side before anyone can even fucking blink, or attempt to stop him. eddie lights up seeing him, then dims a little, asking if he's okay, asking why he's up, if his head hurts at all. (dustin had kept him informed, but neglected to mention the whole 'steve thinks you're dating' thing. didn't want to stress his friend out any more than he was, you see.)

and steve just... kisses him. everyone freezes, but eddie only melts, leaning into it like it's natural. dustin is two seconds away from breaking them apart when they hear him ask, in the smallest voice ever,

"you remember me?" steve just nods, like an overexcited puppy. grinning from ear to ear.

and that's how everyone finds out that, no, steve's brain isn't as scrambled as they thought. he's just actually been dating eddie since a little after starcourt. and they've both been somehow hiding it from everyone.

(steve's memories fade back in eventually. eddie never lets the fact he's the only one he remembered go. ever.)

[robin-buckely]

#epiphany

NANCY WHEELER & ROBIN BUCKLEY STRANGER THINGS | 4.04 Chapter Four: Dear Billy

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+ bonus versions

[ddejavvu]

m.list - robin buckley

blurbs:

robin is too shy to ask you out

robin wears the crafts you make her

robin and steve take turns with you | 2

robin and steve steal your clothes

you and robin scare steve

[phefics]

Maybe fruity four eating you out blurbs please? 🫣

eddie munson is a much, through and through. he prides himself on his skills in the art of oral sex. he also finds getting you off incredibly hot. he’ll kiss and nip at your inner thighs, his hair tickling your skin. he laps at your pussy like a starving man, makes you cum at least twice before he’ll fuck you.

nancy wheeler prefers to get pleasure than give it, at least, when it comes to oral, but she isn’t opposed to giving on occasion. mostly, she doesn’t enjoy the mess it makes of her pretty face, but making you cum is worth it. she’ll give you one good, hard orgasm with her tongue, her nails leaving little indents in your thighs and ass as she holds you close.

robin buckley is inexperienced at first, but when she gets the hang of it, she’s in love with doing it. she buries her face between your thighs and won’t stop until you’re shaking. she gets better at it every time, starting off a little clumsy until she learns your body. she just loves to make you feel good.

steve harrington worships your body as he makes his way towards your pussy, kissing all over. once he reaches your clit, he isn’t gonna leave it alone until your fingers are tangled in his hair and you’re begging for a break, overstimulated.

[xoxothatgirlx]

Stranger things modern au hcs

-Max and Mike kick each other out of the party's gc constantly but El always adds them back

-Nancy is a pinterest girlie

-Steve and Robin have an ridicoulously long snapchat streak

-Karen is a facebook mom

-Billy makes those cringy y/n thirst povs on tiktok (yk the ones i'm talking abt)

-Dustin is a Minecraft Addict

-Murray is a redditor

-The party did the 'passing the phone to' trend and it went viral on tiktok

-Will is kinda popular on instagram for his art

-Joyce created a gc for everyone in case the ud shit starts again

-Argyle posts the most unhinged shit on tiktok and his videos had like 7 views everytime until one of them blew up and then he became super popular and even verified

[plistommy]

Robin: I swear you’re like their mom or something. And you act like one too!

Steve: Shut up, Robin! They all have moms already. And if you haven’t noticed, I’m clearly a dude.

Robin: Oh, trust me, I know. But it doesn’t mean you can’t act like a mom, which you definitely do, dingus.

Eddie: I concur, you’re definitely the mommy of the group, Steve. Which makes me… a motherfucker?

Steve: Ew, don’t say it like that, man!

Robin: *gagging* Okay, I’m out of here!

[bisexual-cryptid]

can’t stop thinking about steve and eddie both being in the hospital after everything. they’re in the same room but separate beds, both high out of their minds on pain killers. and both steve and eddie are sobbing bc robin and wayne won’t let them leave their beds to go lay with each other.

[kennahjune]

Steddie

I’m joining the s3 steddie train :D

…

Steve was late. He was so late and so dead. Robin was going to kill him— he’d never make it out of Scoops Ahoy alive.

This was his thought process after dropping Will Lucas and Max off at Mikes. This was also his thought process the entirety of the way to Scoops while he shoved his way through the mall.

The moment he entered the small shop Robins eyes locked on him in a glare. Steve barely gave her a second before he was going to the back room to get ready for his shift.

He heard the back room door open behind him.

“You’re—“

“24 minutes late I know,” he said as calmly as he could while trying to relax his breathing.

“Yeah and—“

“And you get an extra 25 minutes for your break, yes Robin I know!”

Steve finally closed his employee cubby and turned to look at Robin. “Look. Im sorry I was so late today but Will, Lucas and Max are assholes when they’re being petty and they needed a ride to Mikes cause all the others were busy! I’ll take closing shift today to if you’re really that mad.”

Robin stared at him angrily from the doorway. “Fine.” She uncrossed her arms. “And yes, you will be taking the closing shift tonight. I have a study date with a friend that I can’t miss.”

“It’s summer vacation?”

“Shut up!”

Steve shrugged when the door closed.

He closed the door to his employee locker with a little more force than necessary. He had a migraine building and the bright, florescent lights of the mall weren’t helping in the slightest.

He walked out and began his shift.

…

Eddie wanted to enjoy his day off. Preferably by himself. But Gareth and Jeff decided that his personal life was their personal life. So here they were.

He had wanted to spend the day away from the mall, considering that that was where everyone seemed to be nowadays. But the guys were insistent.

So they were walking around. It wasn’t too bad, considering Eddie had gotten himself a new record and tape with his newest paycheck. They were sitting at the fountain when Gareth shouted right in Eddie’s ear:

“HOLY SHIT!”

Eddie just about punched him with how hard he jumped. Jeff spit out his Pepsi all over Eddie.

While Eddie was worrying about getting the sticky drink off of his skin, Gareth continued with; “is that HARRINGTON in Scoops?”

Well. Now he has Eddie’s attention.

Sure enough, just in Eddie’s line of sight, was Steve Harrington in a sailors uniform and a dorky hat.

A dorky hat that was soon snatched up by his current customer, Billy Hargrove.

Jeff clapped him on the shoulder and leaned over him to get a better view. “Is that Hargrove?”

“Yep.” Eddie popped the P.

“It looks like he’s messing with Harrington.”

“Yep.” Another pop on the P.

“And Harrington looks like he’s gonna fucking explode.”

Eddie agreed. Harrington was red in the face and not in the cute blushy-way he usually gets (don’t ask why Eddie knows that). He was talking back to Hargrove, probably something bitchy and sarcastic in typical Harrington-fashion based on the way Hargrove seemed to recoil for a moment before jumping back.

“Should we do something?” Gareth asked skeptically. Jeff shrugged where he was pressed against Eddie’s back.

“I’m going in.” Eddie stood and nearly knocked Jeff down in the process.

“Hang on—“

“Nope! Wish me luck, boys!” Eddie yelled over his shoulder while he dashed over. He heard them both get up and follow him.

…

Steve wanted to cry.

His head hurt so fucking bad and his back was killing him and he had ran into a shelf earlier and had a killer bruise on his arm and leg from it and everything was too fucking much.

Then, in all his asshole and dick glory, in came Billy Hargrove.

At this point, Steve would rather take another plate to the head then have to deal with his annoyingly aggravating voice. Hargrove came in, probably expecting Robin to be there, but got Steve instead. And honestly Steve would rather deal with him then leave Robin with him.

So he’s been enduring it, giving his own comments and comebacks but overall hating his life and just wanting to curl up and die.

Then his savior showed up. In all his black leather and chains, Eddie fucking Munson.

Hallelujah.

Hargrove seemed to back down the moment Munson showed up. Which wasn’t too strange considering that Munson supplied over half of Hawkins’ weed supply. Including Steve’s own for a while. He hasn’t bought in a while cause of the brat brigade.

But not the point.

Hargrove nodded to Munson. “Munson.”

Wow. Real cool, Billy. Steve held back a snicker.

“Heeyyy, Hargrove!” Munson cheerily greeted. But there was something about his smile that was off, to Steve. It seemed tighter than usual, his eyes not crinkling with the motion like normal. Don’t ask why Steve knows this.

Munson’s eyes seemed darker, too. Like he was angry. Maybe Hargrove didn’t pay him? Steve couldn’t bother to care with how bad his head started to pound.

He shouldn’t be at work with this migraine. He knows that. His doctor’s told him this multiple times. But he owes it to Robin for being late so much and he needs to prove to his dad that he can take care of himself.

“So what brings you here, Billy?” Munson asks casually, stepping farther into the shop. Steve seems to finally be forgotten about, and he places his head down on the counter. The cooled surface definitely helps with the spinning room.

He hears Hargrove say something back, but he isn’t paying attention anymore. His eyes are stating to go blurry and he really needs to sit down. But then Munson says something that catches his attention:

“Just leave Harrington alone, man. Last I checked he did nothing to you.”

What the hell? Steve wished he could lift his head and see what Munson was doing. What he looked like when he said that. If he looked as mean as he sounded.

Steve only lifts his head a few moments later when he feels a hand on his back. He shoots up quicker than he intends, and nearly falls back down if not for the hands still holding him up.

“Shit,” he grumbles quietly to himself, whining even quieter at the sudden rush of pain and the black dots in his vision.

“Easy there, your highness.” Munson.

Steve blinks slowly, letting Munson set him down in a booth. He doesn’t remember walking over but he’ll take it. He puts his head back down and intertwines his fingers behind his head. He groans quietly again, the pounding slowly receding.

“Hey man, is there something we could do? Do you need anything?” He heard Munson ask.

We? Steve wants to ask, but finds himself not caring. “Water, and my bag from the back please,” he rasps out. Talking makes the pounding worse.

He hears someone rush off to the back and a moment later a hands on his back again and is helping him sit up.

“Here ya go sweetheart.” Munson slides the glass of water and bag over to him.

Steve silently reaches into his bag and pulls out his small “to-go” med-kit. He carries it around mainly for the kids. Mike tends to be clumsier than he comes off as and Max is always trying out some new skateboarding tricks. From inside the kit he pulls out a pill bottle and swallows 2 with the water and goes for another 2 before a hand stops him.

“I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to take more than 2.” This voice is new but familiar. Steve squints past the blurriness and makes out someone he recognizes from school; Gareth Emerson.

“4,” Steve manages past the lump in his throat. Munson, Emerson, and someone else Steve doesn’t quite know look at him. Munson continues to hold Steve’s hand on the table, rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. It weirdly intimate but the comfort is very welcome.

“4 what?” The other guy asks.

“4 pills. I usually take 4.”

Munson and Emerson both wince. The third guy looks at him like he’s insane. Steve finally recognizes him as Jeff,… something. He actually never got his last name.

“Dude— are you trying to overdose!?”

Steve winced at the sudden loudness, whining quietly. Munson shushed Jeff and Steve heard him rush out an apology.

The bell over the door dinged at that moment, and Steve found himself face to face with Max, Mike, Will, Lucas, and— for some reason— Jonathan.

“Uh— hi?” Steve attempted for a greeting.

“‘Hi!?’” Mike yelled. “Hi yourself man! We called your walkie at least 4 times!! What the hell?”

“Are you ok? Why didn’t you answer?” Will asked in a much quieter tone.

Lucas and Max wasted no time before slotting themselves in the booth with Steve. Munson remained across from Steve, and Emerson and Jeff now hovered farther away, but Lucas slid right in next to Munson and Max next to Steve.

“What the fuck, Harrington?” Max demanded. But she clung to his shirt tightly.

“Language, Mayfield,” he reprimanded quietly.

Mike paused where he stood. “Why are you talking so quietly? Shit— do you have a migraine?”

Suddenly 4 pairs of little eyes were gazing at him with unmasked concern. Holy shit was this overwhelming.

“Guys—“

“Why didn’t you say that, Steve?” Lucas asked.

“Are you ok? How long has it been going on for? Asked Will.

“Why are even here if you’re not able to function properly?” Mike reprimanded in his own caring-ness.

Max clutched to him tighter. “Why aren’t you at home? You could’ve called in sick or something!”

“Shhh!” Mike shushed her.

“Don’t shush me—“

“Shut up!” He whisper shouted. “You have to be quiet and try to control your temperature while resting in a dark, quiet room to try and help with migraines. Pain killers help to but no more than 3.”

Everyone stared at him. He went a little pink under the sudden attention.

“Nancy gets migraines a lot from reading in the dark.”

Jonathan came over right then. Steve was suddenly overwhelmed by all the people surrounding him.

“Uhm—“

“Hey,” Munson called. Steve forgot about him for a good moment. “This is cute and all, but maybe we should not surround him? Poor boy looks like he’s gonna cry.”

Everyone turned to look at him. Tears had— in fact— sprung to his eyes.

“Sorry!” All the kids rushed out quietly at the same time. Max climbed out of the booth and Munson and Jonathan both assisted with helping Steve to the break room. Jeff and Emerson stayed with the kids, but Mike came with them since he seemed to know what he was doing better than the 3 of them.

On their way back to the room though, Steve’s legs nearly gave out from under him. Shit. It’s one of those days. Munson just barely managed to catch him under the armpits while Jonathan got him by the waist.

“Woah there, sweetheart.” Munson grunted.

“Careful, Steve,” Jonathan said quietly.

“Sorry. Spinning.” Steve exhaled shakily.

Mike came rushing back after realized they weren’t with him. “Damn. Spinning? Are you able to walk? Or are they gonna have to carry you?”

Jonathan looked up at the mention of having to carry Steve. “Yeah— I’m not able to carry him. I am so not strong enough for that.” He had the decency to look apologetic.

Munson chuckled quietly and the sound reverberated through his chest where Steve’s head was. It was soothing.

“Don’t worry Big Byers. I’ve got him no problem.”

Steve was given no warning before he was being picked up in a bridal carry. He winced sharply and laid his head on Munson’s shoulder. Jonathan whistled lowly from somewhere beside them and Steve blindly kicked his leg in his direction, scoring in kicking him in the arm. Jonathan snickered.

…

When Munson chased off Hargrove he didn’t expect for Harrington to all but collapse in on himself and try to fucking overdose on like 5 pain killers. He also hadn’t expected to be bombarded by 4 kids and 1 Jonathan Byers. Least of all did he expect to be carrying Harrington bridal style to the break room of Scoops Ahoy.

Somewhere behind him, Gareth turned the sign on the door to closed. Eddie silently thanked him.

The kid— who he vaguely remembers as Nancy Wheeler’s younger brother— opens the door and startles a half asleep Robin Buckley.

“Hello,” Jonathan throws her way before pulling a chair out for Eddie to sit on.

“Uh— hi? What the hell—“

Eddie takes the seat with Harrington in his lap. Robin looks dumbfounded.

“Migraine,” Jonathan helpfully supplies.

“Really, really bad migraine. Vertigo included. Full package tonight, folks.” Mike adds.

“Ok— um, is he ok? He doesn’t look ok. If it was so bad why didn’t he just call in sick?”

“That’s a good question,” Mike retorts quietly while rooting around in a freezer.

“What are you looking for”, Robin asks.

“Ice pack. The dumbass has everything in that first aid kit of his except a damn ice pack.”

“Language,” Harrington reprimanded quietly from where his cheek was against Eddie’s chest. Eddie chuckled quietly when Mike retorted with a half-assed “sorry”.

Eddie couldn’t help but admire the now sleeping Harrington in his lap. He bent in half like a shrimp, his knees just about to his chest, and his hands gripping tightly onto Eddie’s still-Pepsi-soaked t-shirt. But he looked so at peace while asleep. Like he hadn’t just had the worst migraine Eddie’s ever seen and wasn’t just about to pass out on his feet. Eddie smiled.

Mike comes over silently, managing to sneak up on Eddie and make him jump slightly and causing Harrington to whine. He’d been whining a lot today. And under “different circumstances” Eddie would’ve found it hot as fuck.

“Sorry,” Mike whispered. He seemed to be able mellow out a lot when he actually tried. He seemed like such an asshole out at the booth but now he seems quieter. These kids really cared about Harrington, huh?

“Here.” Jonathan helped him out and gently picked up Harrington’s head. Eddie caught Harrington actually kind of leaning into his touch. A strange but endearing friendship. Mike placed the ice pack— now wrapped in a cloth— on Eddie’s chest where Harrington’s head lays.

Harrington lays back down and is out like a light soon enough.

Eddie zoned out until there’s a very, very soft knock on the door. When he looks up, Jonathan is letting the other 3 kids in while Jeff and Gareth stand in the doorway.

“Is he ok?” Asks Jonathan’s little brother.

Jonathan nods and pats his head. “He’s ok, Will.”

The redhead walks over and takes a silent seat next to Eddie so she’s next to Harrington. She takes Harrington’s hand in hers and proceeds to just sit there and hold it.

“He’s ok, Max. Just a migraine,” the third kid, Lucas he thinks, reassures with a hand on Max’s shoulder.

“That’s what he said before. And then he was in the hospital.”

Woah, what?

“Hm?” Lucas looks at him.

Oh. He said that aloud.

“Wait what?” Robin asked quietly.

Jonathan’s whistled lowly. It seems to be a bit of a tic for him. “Yeah uh— funny story. Hargrove broke a plate over Steve’s head last year and nobody realized how bad it actually was until he passed out after claiming it was only a migraine.”

“He ended up in the hospital for like 2 weeks,” added Lucas.

“He needed several stitches on the side of his head.” Max unhappily supplied. Lucas squeezed her shoulder.

“It was a stage 4 concussion,” muttered Will and Mike put his head on his shoulder.

Eddie caught Gareth and Jeff’s eyes across the break room. Huh.

The Will kid came up to Eddie suddenly. “Thank you. For uh— helping with Steve. It means a lot to us. He means a lot to us.”

Mike, Max, and Lucas all nodded.

“Hang on,” Lucas piped up. “Who are you?”

…

So uh— set myself up for a part 2 there :’D

Part 2