EddieMunsonLives
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Steve knew he could leave a lamp on. Hell, he could go buy a fuckin’ nightlight if he really wanted to. But that felt like admitting defeat. It felt like admitting weakness that it didn’t seem like anyone else had...
He was too young to be this tired.Or...it seems like Eddie is the only one who notices just how hard of a time Steve Harrington is having.
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Eddie Munson’s plans keep clashing with Steve’s and he’s afraid he’s going to lose his kids because of it. So, as his last desperate attempt to keep his kids somewhat in his life Steve decides that befriending Eddie Munson doesn’t actually sound like the worst idea he’s ever had. Still not exited though.
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Steve remembered a saying Robin had told him one time, something about once being a chance, twice a coincidence, and three times a pattern.
So maybe the earring and the perfume were a coincidence. It could mean nothing.
It could mean that Robin was right and he should go to therapy. That, on top of all the trauma from the Upside Down and being neglected as a child, Steve tended to self-sabotage and look for the negative. Steve tended to find the things that went wrong instead of focusing on what was going right. That he was always waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Or 5 Times Steve Thought Eddie Was Cheating + the 1 Time He Found Out the Truth
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Wayne watches as Eddie falls hopelessly in love, with of all people, goddamn Steve Harrington.
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“I used to give Nancy massages,” Steve says.
It’s out before he even knows where it came from. Really it’s like somebody else said it, commandeering his voice — the thought process didn’t happen, or if it did, it happened without Steve’s supervision. Maybe something to do with brown waves of hair, dimmed lights. He’s too busy balking at his words to retroactively connect any dots, at the moment, so he can’t be too sure.
Eddie’s just as confused, it seems, because he goes completely still. The silence hangs heavy, for the three or four seconds it’s there, and Steve wishes he could see Eddie’s face. Finds himself incapable of guessing at the expression he might be wearing right now. He just has to stare at the back of his head, the tensed line of his shoulders, until Eddie finally says, “Oh, yeah?”
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(Eddie's back is all fucked up. Steve lends a hand.)