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Steddie season 5 au: Steve being pissed off at Johnathan after him being mean at him for suggesting getting Nancy flowers for her parnets, and in his anger he kind of let's out, "Plus I have a boyfriend " after telling him to fix his shit with Nancy. And he panics because he didn't mean to say that. But with Johnathan on top of Dustin going through some shit after almost losing Eddie in his arms Steve is at his wits end. Plus you know the whole Eddie having to hide because the whole town will go hunt the freak 2. 0 and thr government hunting down him and El.

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"Flowers? You really wanna get my girlfriend flowers?" Jonathan scoffed.

Steve rolled his eyes. "No, you should get flowers for your girlfriend. I don't understand why that's so difficult for you to grasp. Her parents nearly died, her sister is missing. Give her something man."

"Because it's my girlfriend and if I wanna get her flowers I will. But not right now, let's just stick to the god damn plan."

"Some kind of boyfriend you are. You know she doesn't easily show her emotions, least you could do is be there for her. After Barb I-"

"Could you shut the fuck up about my relationship? She's not your girlfriend anymore, she's mine. Stop this fucking competition bullshit, she doesn't want you." Jonathan nearly yelled.

Steve looked at Jon for a second before turning his attention back to the road. The nerve of this man. Like he hasn't been dealing with enough shit already. Dustin was still messed up, a shell of his former self since he had to witness Eddie nearly die in his arms. And then the man himself, who needs to hide lest he wants the entire town to hunt him down like a fucking witch in ancient times. The government being after him and El becahse they cant fix their own god damn mess and need a scapegoat. And now Jonathan is getting his panties in a twist over Steve suggesting he get flowers for his girlfriend because she's going through a tough time? What the fuck.

"No, you know what? Fuck you. I was trying to help. You don't get to be pissy at me for this. I still care about Nance, because she's my friend. I don't want her anymore man, I have a fucking boyfriend anyway."

Suddenly, it was death quiet in the car. The only sound was the cars engine which sounded like it tried to escape the situation it was forcibly in with dying.

Shit. He had not meant to say that. He and Eddie decided to wait with telling anyone about them until the entire Vecna thing was over for good, just in case it went south. Like right now.

"I mean … girlfriend. I have a … girlfriend." Steve stammered out.

Jonathan was quiet for a few seconds, not looking at Steve. "Big mistake to make man."

"Uh …" Steve began to panic. Surely with Will, Jonathan wasn't homophobic was he? Steve was sure Jon was a safe bet in the supportive category. But maybe he was wrong. Steve gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. The only saving grace being the Radio tower finally showing on the horizon. Just a few more minutes and he can high tail it out of there and hopefully right into Eddie's arms.

The minutes stretched on with the awkward silence. Steve wanted to jump out of the moving vehicle at this point, anything to get out of this.

Jonathan cleared his throat before he spoke quietly. "Sorry for suggesting you were trying to steal Nancy from me. Not cool. I guess I'm just insecure, because sometimes she still looks at you like there's something there, still. And you … you're just always there for her, always steps right up, be there for her to fall back to. I just thought … you still love her."

That … was unexpected, but not unwelcome. He didn't think he'd ever hear an apology from Byers.

"It's fine. I mean, I see how you thought that, you know? But I just care about her, as a friend. I'm like that with everyone I care about."

"Right. Sorry, again. And … thank you, for trusting me. I know you didn't meant to blurt it put like that, but it's okay. You know that right? It's … unexpected, sure. But it's okay, I promise. And the others will think so as well." Jon said, reassuringly.

Now Steve was just kind of speechless. He nodded and let out a breath as they finally arrived. He tried to slow his motions as to not look like he's actively trying to run away from Jonathan, putting the car in park and opening the door. He slammed it shut and saw Eddie leaning against the wall, smoking. He immediately lit up like a Christmas tree with a smile on his face.

"Eddie, huh? Congrats, man." Jonathan said as he slapped Steve on the shoulder, squeezing one before letting go.

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"You think it's a good idea to rile Jonathan up like this?" Eddie asked as he walked into the basement of the Radio building.

Steve sat on a chair, feet up on the table as he looked at Eddie with a grin. "It's fun."

Eddie let out a laugh. "You're such a mean girl, did you know that? Riling him up, making him think you actually still want Nancy? Evil, truly evil, sir."

Eddie walked down to the sofa in the corner and let himself fall onto it with a sigh. Steve watched him a few seconds before taking his feet off the table and standing up. He walked towards Eddie with a smirk. He came to a stop before him and looked down at Eddie from where he was standing.

"You … don't actually still want her, right?" Came from Eddie, voice suddenly small and unsure.

Steve's face fell, smirk turning onto a frown. He promptly straddled Eddie's thighs and plopped himself right in his lap. "I haven't wanted Nancy in a long time. But. I am petty, and I'm still kind of mad about the whole … "technically cheating" thing. I don't want to actually cause a riff between them, you know? Just … make them hurt a little, like they hurt me. But if it hurts you in the process as well, I will stop." Steve took Eddie's face in his hands. "All I want is you, no one else. I don't care about Nancy, okay? It's you. I love you."

Eddie looked at him with his big brown eyes, slightly shiny with unshed tears. He cleared his throat before leaning forward, hands gripping Steve's hips tightly while he pressed their lips together. When they pulled apart, Steve smiled, a genuine smile only reserved for Eddie, and sometimes Robin.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

Steve was in the process of leaning forward again to capture Eddie's lips in another kiss, but someone cleared their throat behind them. They both scrambled away from each other and up from the couch. Faces red and eyes wide, they found Jonathan staring back at them. "You were just fucking with me?"

Steve recovered fast, smirk back on his face as he replied. "To be fair, you did kind of deserve it."

Behind him Eddie let out a snort and his hand came to rest on the small of Steve's back.

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It'd always been a running joke between their friends and family that Steve was Wayne's favourite nephew.

The funny thing is that this started when Steve and Eddie were still nothing but friends, and yet there was no denying it; Wayne took such a liking to Steve that it was impossible not to notice the difference in treatment.

With anyone else, Wayne Munson was this closed off, quiet guy that offered hand shakes and four word answers when he was feeling friendly enough. But with Steve? With Steve he talked for hours about sports and Eddie's embarrassing childhood stories; smiled soft and gave the boy hugs without being prompted to.

Eddie found this amusing.

Soft was a word he never thought he'd use to describe his uncle, but it was the only one that came to his mind when he saw him interacting with Steve. Wayne treated Steve like a loving parent would treat their kid, and this warmed Eddie's heart in a way that left him breathless sometimes.

The kids loved to tease him about it. How Steve was Wayne's favorite, but Eddie honestly didn't give a shit because Steve was Eddie's favorite too, so he totally understood.

As years went by and they built a life together, this never changed.

Steve and Eddie became a couple, moved in together, then moved from Hawkins and to Indy and the joke stayed more alive than ever.

Steve would always be the first one Wayne hugged when they came back home to visit, the man would always take Steve's side in whatever argument he and Eddie were having.

"I know you too well, boy," Wayne would say. "Just apologize to him and fix things."

Five years after they moved to Indy, they came home to spend the holidays with Wayne and, despite their endless claims that gifts were unnecessary, the man shoved a wrapped box in their arms on Christmas morning and told them to open it.

Steve opened his present first, and burst out laughing when he saw what it was. Eddie's confusion lasted only a moment before Steve fished his gift out of the box and showed it to him; a white t-shirt with 'FAVORITE NEPHEW' written in bold red letters.

"Oh, so you finally admit it, old man," Eddie said in fake offense, only to earn a slap upside the head.

"Shut up and open yours."

Eddie did, and had to stiffle the sob that almost escaped him as his eyes stung.

He got a t-shirt too. His was black, with 'FAVORITE SON' written in white.

"Now that that's settled," Wayne smiled, patting Eddie's shoulder as he got up from the couch. "Let's eat."

Eddie was still stuck in place when his uncle disappeared through the kitchen door.

"Aw, baby, are you emotional because your uncle loves you?" Steve teased him.

Eddie sniffed. "Shut up."

They both wore their shirts for Christmas dinner.

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Eddie overhears his three new hellfire club members mention the words 'party' and 'Steve' in quick succession and takes it upon himself to listen in because if his lost sheep are going to a Harrington party he might have to go too. He's been before and seen how wild they get. It has nothing to do with the weed he has yet to sell this month that's burning a hole in his pocket, he's simply concerned for his young friends who still know barely anything about high school social dynamics.

So imagine his surprise when he turns up to the Harrington abode on a Saturday night to find it's just Steve there. He thinks maybe no one has arrived yet, so he rings the doorbell.

Steve answers in his pyjamas, his hair not styled like it typically is and gives Eddie a confused look. The overall effect is actually really cute and makes Steve look like a human and not some perfect, meticulously crafted robot for once and Eddie doesn't really know what to do with that thought so he parks it for now.

"Munson?" Steve questions. "What are you doing here man?" Something more like frustration clouds over his features. "Did Henderson put you up to this because if he's harrassing you to spend time with me like he's been harrassing me to hang out with you then I'm sorry about him. He gets really bullheaded when he thinks he's right about something. I'll have a word with him."

"No. No, Henderson did not put me up to this. Although you are right the kid can be... a lot." Eddie laughs. "I just overheard him mentioning something about you and a party and I thought I'd come check it out for old time's sake. But now I'm thinking the little shit was pranking me. Sorry to bother you."

"Oh." Realisation dawns on Steve's face. "No. It's totally cool. Henderson and the others call their group 'the party' sometimes. I can see where that misunderstanding would come from if they mentioned me in the same sentence."

"Right," Eddie nods, then a small teasing smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. "You know, I still find it so hard to believe that King Steve Harrington hangs out with a group of kids who are nerds. Did you get bored of your jock friends and decide to become a full time babysitter or something?"

Steve lets out a surprised laugh. "You'd be surprised how close that is to the truth." He relaxes into a casual lean against the door frame and crosses his arms. "So, you came prepared for a party," he says, mirth lighting up his eyes. "Does that mean you brought-"

"The goods?" Eddie finished. "Yep. Guilty as charged."

He lifts up a familiar black lunchbox and rattles it a little.

"Hmm," Steve responds. "I feel kind of bad you won't be making any sales now."

Eddie is oddly touched by the sentiment. "Don't sweat it, someone in this town is bound to want to get high soon enough. And I'll be ready to swoop in like their night in shining armour."

"Heroic," Steve grins. He looks deep in thought for a few moments then says, "How about this; I'll buy some weed and you can come in and smoke it with me? That way you didn't come all the way out here for nothing and I get to smoke. My best friend Robin, I love her like a sister, but if she saw me with a joint she'd probably snatch it out of my hand and throw it into the neighbour's yard."

"I'm a bit overdressed," Eddie points out.

"That's fine, you can borrow some stuff. I'm assuming you wont be driving home high, so just stay over."

Steve says it like it's simple, and he's so confident Eddie will agree that he's already walking back into his house and leaving the door open for Eddie to follow.

Eddie hesitates for under a minute before saying, "Fuck it, I've had weirder Saturday nights."

As he shuts the door behind him and starts taking his boots off, the smell of home cooking reaches his nose.

"I just finished making lasgna but I always make too much," Steve shouts from the direction of the kitchen. "You want some?"

Eddie appears in the doorway in time to see Steve take the most appetising lasagna his ever seen out of the oven.

"Uh yeah, of course I would. Are you kidding me? That smells amazing. All I've had today is coffee and the shitty gas station sandwiches. You're a lifesaver, Harrington."

Steve gives him a concerned look. "Eddie you need to eat properly. Please tell me that's not what you usually have in a day."

"Ok then I won't tell you."

Steve puts his hands on his hips and Eddie is reeling because Steve is a mom friend and that is just too sweet. He doesn't get how he could've been so wrong about him.

When the hellfire club shows up to their next session they're surprised to see Eddie eating home made sandwiches from a perfectly presented packed lunch. Then he shocks them even more when he puts it away and looks up at Dustin.

"Before I start, Henderson, Steve says if you want a lift to the arcade tomorrow you need to let him know where from and when by tonight or he's not doing it."

Dustin is stunned into silence for the first time since Eddie's met him but he can tell from the journey Dustin's facial expression is going through that it won't last long. It somehow settles on a strange mix of both excited and annoyed.

"You and Steve hung out? Without me?!"

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Modern day AU where the kids are constantly recording and posting to tiktok. Dustin and Max's accounts are particularly popular because they have an ongoing 'Steve Saturdays' series where they just upload videos of their babysitter Steve berating them with his hands on his hips like:

"So what if everyone else is going to use a ouija board in the abandoned lab down the street? If everyone else was jumping into the quarry right now, would you do it? Don't answer that. You're not going."

"No, you cannot 'take my car out for a spin'. Neither of you has a licence and if it was up to me neither of you would ever be given one because you're both menaces to society who have no sense of danger and don't know how to treat cars the way they're supposed to be treated."

“I don’t care if you guys are ‘famous influencers’ now, you are not taking a first class flight to some event in LA with a bunch of people I’ve never met, on a school night. I don’t give a shit who’s going, Beyoncé could be there for all I care. Henderson, I literally watched you almost burn down your house making cup noodles yesterday and just last month Max broke three fingers trying to jump a flight of stairs on her skateboard because you dared her and Lucas said ‘You can do it, Max. I believe in you!’ I don’t trust you guys to survive airport security together let alone some big influencer party.”

Eventually it branches out into other funny things they catch Steve doing and not just the rants. People start to see how he does actually have a sweet relationship with them and their friends, which makes the videos even more popular.

Eddie Munson is glad no one can see his likes because it’s just a wall of Steve Saturday videos and then maybe one or two D&D memes and the rare guitar maintenance tip. He's ashamed to admit he now religiously follows some random account that popped up and started posting fancams and slow motion thirst trap edits of Steve's rants set to kpop songs he's never heard before. There’s also one infamous edit with the ‘single mom who works two jobs’ song, which Eddie watches at least once a week.

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Eddie, having a breakdown after coming back from the dead: You don’t understand… I live off blood, Steve… I’m a—a monster

Steve, unimpressed: So basically you’re a giant mosquito

Eddie, so confused he stopped crying: what

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Little 7-year-old Steve taking the locket his mother never wears and meticulously cutting and gluing a picture of himself inside it before giving it to the girl he likes (the girl he's going to marry, he tells Tommy).

19-year-old Steve seeing the same locket on the neck of one Eddie Munson as he's actively trying to stop the guy from bleeding out in the Upside Down. Knowing that if he stops he may lose his first love, the person he's sure he still wants to be with.

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Steve: I don't think I can do this, Robin. What if Eddie rejects me?

Robin, scoffing: As if. That nerd is probably gonna cry or something.

Steve: But what should I say? I've never flirted with a guy before.

Robin: I don't know. Maybe tell him 'You have beautiful eyes'? This always worked with girls, right?

Steve, confused: Okay?

*Later*

Steve: So, I have beautiful eyes.

Eddie: That you have, sweetheart.

Steve: *blushes*

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Steve and Eddie start hooking up, and Eddie is sure that it’s because he’s cool and badass and Steve likes bad boys. For Steve this couldn’t be further from the truth — he’s really into dorky nerds

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Eddie keeps trying to lean into how dark and demonic all the bands he like are actually confirms that dnd is basically satin worship thats why its cool, and Steve just goes along absolutely taken with this adorable nerd.

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that scene in stranger things s4 where steve start taking his clothes off and eddie IMMEDIATELY LIGHTS A CIGARETTE WITH THE MOST DISTRESSED LOOK ON HIS FACE OH LORD

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There’s not a single gender in this photo

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It takes Wayne Munson a single movie night with Eddie and Steve to see that his nephew finally found the right person to settle down with.

Eddie doesn’t explicitly state that, nor does he explain the nature of his and Steve’s relationship, but he doesn’t need to. Wayne can see how much they care for each other; he can see the devotion reflected in every glance they share, the care behind every innocent touch.

It’s so different from how they are with their other friends that it’s impossible not to notice the contrast.

And it’s endearing for Wayne to witness his loudmouthed nephew becoming softer and quieter when he’s around Steve, especially when Steve’s in a somber mood, but it’s also comforting to see that Steve is pretty much the same with Eddie. Wayne’s always worried about Eddie’s future; about how lonely and dangerous it could be for someone like him, but part of these worries is appeased now that Wayne knows Steve’s going to be right there with Eddie.

So Wayne accepts Steve in their household easily. He opens their home to that boy and treats him like family because that’s what he is –or maybe what he’s going to be sooner or later, depending on how brave Eddie can be. And it feels natural how Steve just fits in their routine as if he was supposed to be there all along.

Steve spends almost every night with them; they cook dinner together, have movie nights and watch football matches. They bicker over music and nerdy games and Eddie’s fashion sense and Steve’s complex haircare routine. There are expensive shampoo bottles in their tiny bathroom and three hundred dollars sweaters in their laundry and so much laughter and joy like never before.

And it’s right. Even if people in town might think it weird, even if they might be a bunch of bigoted pricks once they clock the true nature of Steve and Eddie’s bond, it’s still right because those boys, his boys, are truly happy and that’s all that matters to Wayne.

“Why are you looking at us funny?” Eddie whispers one night, when he catches his uncle watching him and Steve.

They’re supposed to be watching a football game, but Steve’s all snuggled up against Eddie’s shoulder, fast asleep and snoring softly.

Wayne shakes his head. “Nothing,” he whispers back. “Just happy that you boys found each other, I guess.”

Eddie blushes all the way to the roots of his hair, but Wayne doesn’t miss the way his nephew’s arms tighten around Steve and brings him closer. “Yeah, me too,” he mutters.

Their eyes turn back to the TV, and no one says anything else, but they don’t need to. Wayne knows Eddie gets what he means, and that’s enough.

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steve harrington is a boy kisser

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Eddie getting high and hotwiring a familiar Beamer that's been ditched somewhere seemingly random, completely oblivious to the fact that the blanket in the back seat is covering a beat up and conked out Steve, and when he does realise he pokes the shit out of Steve who doesn't make a peep at all.

So Eddie starts ranting wildly to himself about how he's gonna get arrested for killing the King of Hawkins High, "He's fucking DEAD I'm going down for MURDER oh Jesus I need a shovel." He's definitely not thinking clearly, if he had been he'd have ditched the car and the body, and sprinted the fuck home.

Instead he pulls over and checks the trunk, finding a full survival kit back there complete with shovel and "why the fuck is there a nail studded bat in here? Holy shit I've got to bury that too. They'll think it's the murder weapon." He's too high for this, he's too high and he's panicking and a short drive later he's digging a hole in the middle of the woods, oblivious to the blanket swaddled man hauling himself out of the back of the car to blearily watch him sling dirt.

"Munson? What are you doing, man?" KLANG! well if he wasn't in trouble for murdering Steve fucking Harrington, he might be for smacking him with a shovel in a moment of adrenaline fuelled terror.

An hour later he's sat in the dirt, back against the car, knees drawn to his chest and eyes wide as his trembles like a dog and smokes more weed (great idea, turns out), whilst Steve sluggishly regains consciousness next to him. He passes the joint over without thought and Steve accepts it with an odd laugh,

"Well, could've been worse I suppose," Steve grits out, hazy from the concussion and the slow curl of the weed he's probably been second-hand inhaling this whole time (damn it, Eddie), Eddie looks at him wide-eyed and confused, and Steve gestures to where the shovel and the bat are strewn by the shallow ditch Eddie was hacking away at before the shovel incident. "Could've been the bat."

"Oh that'd have killed you for sure." They laugh, it's weirdly genuine and Steve is either too concussed or just genuinely doesn't care that Eddie has kidnapped and blugeoned him ("in that order, you were beat to shit when I found you" "Yeah I know").

The two share the last of the weed Eddie had with him, barely sharing a word, until a radio crackles in the footwell of the car and a kid's (Dustin's) panicked voice comes through,

"Steve! Where the HELL are you?" with what distinctly sounds like other kids in the background arguing about where they'd left the car.