Random story idea. A bit of a reversal of the constant flirting Eddie does in fics. Non-S4 compliant.
Steve, a confident though not really out bisexual, is finally forced to hang out with Eddie āThe Freakā Munson when heās picking up The Party up from school. He sees Eddie, in all his nerd glory with his big hair and bigger eyes and thinks, yup. Thatās the one.
Steve, who always falls so fast and so hard. Steve, who knows Eddie doesnāt like him and only tolerates his presence for the kids. Steve, who might not ever make Eddie like him how he wants too but maybe make him like him as a friend. After all, heās still friends with Nancy and Robin.
Steve, who never once hesitates to use the Harrington CharmTM on Eddie, flirting for all heās worth. (He would, of course, stop if Eddie seemed to genuinely hate it, but Eddie always grits his teeth and seems to flirt back.)
Because Eddieā¦Eddie, the guy who has had more gay rumors about him than anyone, just assumes Steve is straight and making fun of him. Eddie, who doesnāt understand how the kids can be friends with that jerk. Eddie, who decides to try to beat Steve at his own game by flirting back and hoping to call Steveās bluff.
Steve, who falls harder every day and is just happy Eddie will let him flirt without getting mad at him.
Eddie, mad as hell but like hell is he, an actual gay man, going to lose to Harringtonās Gay Chicken game.
Eddie, who sometimes slips and forgets that it isnāt real.
Steve, telling himself that of course Eddie could never like someone like him, even as his heart flutters every time Eddie sends him that dimpled grin.
Robin, who knows exactly whatās going on but thinks this is far too funny to stop.
Robin, who shares some popcorn with Erica as they watch the two idiots fight-flirt and placing bets with Nancy and Max on who is going to break first.
Eleven, who wins the bet when Eddie accidentally falls into the pool and Steve immediately dives in after him and inadvertently confesses while worriedly checking Eddie for injuries leading to a kiss probably best left in private.
Eleven, who wipes her bleeding nose with a smirk because sometimes you have to make your own accidents when enough money to buy an entire row of waffles is on the line.
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