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more eaglescout!steve/perv!eddie bc i’m obsessed
CW: eddie being possessive, steve’s toxic parents (food issues, ED, physical abuse)
steve’s parents have always been overbearing and not in a loving way. they’re controlling, demeaning, and downright cruel.
steve’s mom is most critical about his weight.
she makes him weigh himself regularly and puts him on a diet whenever she thinks he’s gained too much. he has no say over his own meals and she packs his lunch every single day.
steve’s dad is abusive in other ways.
he wants steve to be a real man’s man. he beats hits him with his belt whenever he thinks he’s being too soft or ‘feminine’ in any way (which essentially translates to being kind or gentle).
he leaves steve bruised beneath his clothes and scarred over his heart.
they fuck with his head.
they close him off from so much of the world.
they don’t let him travel, date outside of the church, choose his own friends, etc.
he knows so little about anything outside of the claustrophobic bubble they’ve raised him in.
needless to say, eddie munson is the antithesis to everything they’ve ever taught him.
eddie munson breaks rules, pushes boundaries, throws up his middle finger at tradition—curiously drawn to darkness and oddities.
and as he gets to know steve, he notices something that he just can’t get out of his head.
all of his clothes—scouts uniforms, casual wear, briefs—have his family name written in sharpie on the label. it’s absurd. he’s an adult.
“what’s this about?” eddie asks pointedly one day, flashing one such label at a half-naked steve who’s hurrying to get dressed.
“mom does it to all my clothes. always has,” he shrugs and frowns, “i’ve asked her to stop.”
and maybe in another family dynamic it might be endearing. sign of a mother who just loves her son too much and can’t let go.
but steve’s family is fucked up. steve’s family is deranged. and eddie, coming from his own fucked up family, can only read the little labels as another way to suffocate him and hold him back.
“do you want me to do something about it?” eddie cocks an eyebrow at him, “because i will. just say the word.”
steve looks uncertain. whenever eddie gives him the opportunity to choose for himself, steve tenses up.
“it’s sharpie. it doesn’t wash out.”
eddie chuckles, smirks at him in that way that spells ‘trouble.’
“lucky for you i have scissors and i know how to sew. just lay back and relax, baby. let me take care of it.”
which is how steve ends up bringing eddie his entire closet so he can repeat what he’s done to the clothes steve was wearing the previous day.
methodically and with a joint between his teeth, steve watches as eddie cuts out each ‘harrington’ label, puts them all in a pile, and tosses steve a lighter.
“go on,” he says as they stand in his backyard, “light ‘em up.”
it’s symbolic. it’s ceremonial. it feels good. it feels freeing to watch all those little labels char and turn to ash.
eddie spends the rest of the evening with steve in his lap, sewing ‘property of E.M.’ into every last piece.
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