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OMG I can't believe it! The thirteenth and FINAL chapter of To Summon the Divine is now up!
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Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson do not get along. Theyāve been sniping at each other since saving the world from Vecna and everyone is tired of it They would fight at the bar. They fight in Family Video. They fight over music, over movies, over whether Eddieās van is āa death trapā.
But what nobody knows is Steve started it. And Steve keeps starting it. Because the first time Eddie got really mad like red faced, voice cracking, gesturing with those rings and hair all wild from running his hands through it Steveās brain just short circuited. God, heās so hot when heās pissed. He would think to him self.
So now Steve has a system. He says something dumb about his music choice and Eddie explodes. Steve wins. Not the argument. But just to see him.
Eddie doesnāt get it at first. He just thinks Steveās an asshole who peaked in high school and never learned to shut up. Until one night Steveās baiting him about āreal musicā and Eddie shoves him hard against the brick wall outside the Hideout, and Steve smiles.
Oh.
āYou absolute freak,ā Eddie says realization dawning and devastating. āYou like this. You like when Iāā
Steve cuts him off by kissing him, because since heās been caught he might as well give in.
Iām making myself sick imagining a Steve Harrington who was raised in the kind of household where boys donāt cry, where men were āstrongā, where being in charge meant being the loudest.
where his mother didnāt comfort him when he cried or scraped his knee, where his dad told him to man up.
he carried that shitty mindset into adulthood, he was strong, he didnāt talk about that uncomfortable weight on his chest, he didnāt cry about the ache in his throat or the pounding in his skull. Steve was a man after all.
at first he doesnāt like Eddie, the guy talks about everything, every thought in his head, even the unpleasant ones. What kind of guy tells people about those things? Why did Steve feel a tug in his gut when he heard Eddie complain? Why did a part of him want to fix it all?
and why did he start crying on that late night in eddies van when he turned to him, stopping his constant talking for once, to ask if Steve was alright?
rating: G | wc: 333 | ao3
also inside: pov wayne, steve's chevy, secret-ish relationship
The first time Wayne sees the strange Chevy, itās in their driveway. He assumes Jeff finally got that car his folks have supposedly been promising for three years. Inside, instead of finding Eddie and his buddies watching TV, he hears voices back in Eddieās room, muttering curses and whispering indistinctly about him being home early. Eventually, theĀ shh-thunkĀ of the window opening precedes a couple of yelps as someone climbs out.
Thatās not too bad. Eddieās twenty-three; if heās fooling around with someone, itās not Wayneās place to intrude even if he wanted to.
The second time he sees it, itās parked outside Claudia Hendersonās place. That still isnāt oddāEddie and her Dustin run in the same circles. What Wayne isnāt counting on is whoāll walk out the front door just as heās passing the house.
Steve Harrington waves over his shoulder to Claudia, who laughs at something he said while he climbs into the driverās seat.
Since when does Harringtonās boy drive a truck?Ā Wayne thinks, followed by,Ā My Eddie is fooling around with Harringtonās boy?!
Wayne isnāt going to butt in, but this is one of those instances that reminds him despite how loud and uninhibited Eddie is, heās far from a great communicator. Steveās never been anything but polite to Wayne in passing, but he canāt help worrying about the implications of the two of them sneaking around.
The third time Wayne sees the Chevy, itās back in his driveway. He steels himself to enter the house.
Eddie greets him with an enthusiastic, āWayne!ā Steve stands beside him.
āHowās it going, Ed?ā Wayne tries.
āGreat. Listen, Iā¦want you to meet my boyfriend. Steve.ā
Boyfriend. The word fills him with relief. Itās serious enough; itĀ meansĀ something.Ā
Steve smiles and offers a handshake. āSorry it took so long. Iāve been begging Eddie to introduce us for weeks.ā
Wayne smiles back as he accepts it. āBoy sure can be stubborn.ā He raises an eyebrow at Eddie, who purses his lips in defiance.
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