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જ⁀➴ shut up

steve harrington x popular!fem!reader

𑣲 content: secret relationship, needy!steve, reader is bitchy, secret meet up, angsty, touchy!steve, janitors closet make out, nervous!steve, lowercase intended, fluff, jealous!steve, tension, tina aka madelyn cline mention.

𑣲 summary: steve harrington being a known player at hawkins high starts a secret, casual relationship with the school’s it girl

𑣲 authors note: soooo i may or may not do a part 2 just cuz i got kinda lazy and didn’t know how to finish so perhaps they go to steve’s place and the party and things happen lmk if there’s interest there!!

you weren’t sure why it had to be steve harrington you hooked up with that night. surprisingly, you weren’t even that tipsy; you had what, like two shots? the hair you would usually find stupid was now stupidly perfect, and those wide, pathetic, puppy dog eyes never failed to piss you off.

after you had hooked up for the first time at that random party, he had tried to play it cool, flirting with you expecting a flirty response from your side as well, but oh was he wrong. you and tina laughed right in his face and tommy and carol teased him about the interaction for weeks.

you and steve have been secretly hooking up for about two months now. you saw it as nothing but casual make outs and sometimes, those make outs led to casual sex. but steve, steve was completely hooked on you.

he was clearly upset when you told him that what you guys were doing was nothing serious. and of course, he tried to hide it, but steve harrington is a guy who can’t fake anything.

you and steve were familiar with each other before this all started, so he knew you were kinda known to be a bitch. you’ve made fun of steve since the day you met each other. it was just playful banter and teasing and he'd play along, but his words were never as harsh as yours.

yes, you’d be lying if you said that there weren't some feelings on your side. steve was obviously attractive and his style wasn't terrible, but he was still a player. he was literally called “king steve.” he was a total cliche, and you couldn’t help but feel mortified at the thought of people finding out you’ve been sleeping around with the famous steve harrington.

the halls were full of voices when the guy had just come up behind you while you and tina were talking about her being grounded yet again for the party she threw last weekend.

"well hello, ladies.” you turned around, confused at the random greeting.

oh god.

there he stood with his hair, of course looking as perfect as ever and his two friends, tommy and carol stood right by his side.

"hey steve," tina responded with a smile as she leaned against the lockers next to you. even though tina was your best friend, she was one of the many people who didn’t know that you and "king steve" hook up from time to time.

you sighed as you looked to tina, then to steve who had his stupid, pretty boy smile plastered on his face. "what do you want?" you raised your brows, waiting for a response. tommy and carol stood to the side of him; as usual, carol was chewing gum and tommy wore that cheesy grin.

"just wanted to see if you guys are gonna go to that party tonight? heard it's gonna be crazy."

you looked up at him, clearly unimpressed. "i don't know, tina's grounded so unless she sneaks out, i probably won't go," you said plainly.

"right, right, right." he turned to tommy, hoping he would save him right now, but he and carol just giggled at his nervous state.

"i could sneak out." tina shrugged and steve's gaze quickly went back to the both of you, clearly happy about the words that just came out her mouth.

"great! so you'll come then?" he directed the question to you, his eyes full of desperation.

those stupid puppy dog eyes. douche.

"i guess so," you replied. steve smiled and nodded his head before turning to tommy, whose arm was now wrapped around carol. "see you guys tonight," tommy said, keeping that grin on his face as the three of them walked off.

"what a nag." you rolled your eyes, which caused tina to let out a laugh.

"what's his deal?" she said and you turned to look at her, leaning against the lockers as well.

"what do you mean?"

she shrugs. "i d'know, he’s just been acting odd i guess."

“he’s always odd,” you reply.

tina bursts out in laughter and you shove her playfully.

you and tina were sitting with a couple of other girls in the cafeteria. steve’s eyes were on you—they always were. you only sat together once in a while mostly because your groups overlapped but you usually preferred your own friends.

steve watched as one of the guys who was on the basketball team with him approach you with a smug grin.

you looked away from the girl across from you, to the boy standing above you to the right. steve couldn’t hear what he was saying from here but it was clear he was flirting. you had that calm expression on your face that looked as if you had all the power in the conversation, which knowing you, you probably did.

steve was completely blocking tommy out, though tommy was sitting right across from him. tommy was talking about some teacher, but right now he couldn’t care less; he couldn’t help but study your face, watching your reaction to every single thing this guy was saying to you.

you could feel steve’s eyes on you. you always could. you were used to being watched, but his eyes? they were always the most obvious.

after lunch ended you went straight to class, talking to tina on the way over. fifth period went by quickly before you felt someone yank you into a room as you were walking the crowded halls.

your attempt to scream was stopped as a hand covered your mouth. you hit the hand before you recognized the voice that finally spoke up. “hey, hey, it’s me! calm down!” you rolled your eyes. “jesus, steve, i almost pissed my pants! and you probably ruined my lip gloss!” he laughs at your reaction.

“i’m sorry,” he mumbles while his hands are moving towards you. he leans in to place a kiss against your soft lips, as he pulls away his eyes stay closed, taking in the whole thing.

“why couldn’t we meet under the bleachers or something? it’s so dark in here.” you said.

he shrugs. “i missed you, i guess. i didn’t have time to leave a note in your locker,” he explained while his hands started to play with the hem of your skirt. you weren’t sure how you should respond to that, so you just kept quiet.

“you’re right though. it’s so dark in here i can barely see your pretty face.” your face scrunched at his words. “shut up, steve” you rolled your eyes.

he searched for a light, moving his hand above the both of you for a pull switch. he pulled and the room was now cheaply lit.

he smiled softly as he moved your hair behind your ear. you looked down at your shoes as he did so, trying your best to not make any eye contact. you knew what he looked like. the puppy dog eyes weren’t something you could handle right now.

“you wanna hang out after school? we could go to mine, it’ll be fun. my parents are on some business trip…” you kept your gaze on your shoes until you responded.

“didn’t you just harass me about that party tonight?” you glared at him as he shrugged. “well, i figured it would be cooler, y’know? or we could go after we hang at the party for a while.”

you looked up at his brown eyes and could see the nervousness coursing through him. “what’s with you?” you asked a bit too harshly. his brows quickly furrowed and he looked at you defensively. “what do you mean?”

you sighed, looking away before speaking again. “you’re being weird. you were also being weirder than usual when you came up to me and tina.”

“well i didn’t think it was weird. we talk sometimes, right?” you didn’t know how to respond for a second. “i mean– i don’t know i guess but it was just awkward. tina could tell something was up,” you struggled to get the words out.

“i just wanted to see you i didn’t know it was a weird thing.” steve’s eyes were now avoiding yours as he tried to explain himself. “it’s not. i just–” you didn’t know what to say.

what was up with you?

“well do you just wanna go to the party then?” he asked, his tone soft but his face was still defensive. you rolled your eyes, “i guess. i don’t care.”

“do you wanna go to the party because of wilkins?” he asked out of no where. you looked up at him, your brows were now furrowed as well. “who?” you spat.

“he talked to you today. i figured he asked you about it he’s going tonight.” you let out a sharp laugh. “are you talking about chris? he was bothering me about it so what?” he shrugged, “so are you going for him?”

you shook your head and your jaw stays open in shock. “i’m not into chris wilkins, steve!”

he sighed, his eyes still avoiding yours. “why does that matter anyway? we’re not together?” you rose your brows but he didn’t reply, just stood there like an idiot.

you looked away from the sad sight in front of you. you didn’t mean to be so harsh, it just happened and you know you should apologize, but it felt weird to.

“listen, i didn’t–” you began but steve spoke up before you could finish, “it’s fine, you’re right, we’re not together i know that.” he looked different now, not like he usually did. his eyes were sad and they almost made you want to cry. he usually had that confident, charming expression. now it was gone and this new look had been because of you.

you weren’t sure what to say but you knew that you needed to escape the silence. you moved towards him even though you were already quite close with how tight the closet is. you touched his arm softly, then slowly moved up to his neck. his shoulders lost of confidence, were now slightly slumped.

he finally looks at you, his soft eyes looking at you waiting for what you have to say. “we can go to your place if you want?” steve didn’t respond, his eyes looked over you before he glanced to the floor. you follow his face to try to get an idea of what’s going on in his mind.

“do you not want to anymore?” you asked quietly as you were gently stroking his neck. he shook his head, “no, i want to.” you felt relief wash over you. he couldn’t be so upset and still want you to come over right?

you tried to read his expressions one more time before you leaned in to give him a soft kiss. he kissed back immediately, his lips pressing against yours with desperation.

“i missed you,” you mumbled into the kiss. you usually only said things like that in the heat of moments like this. steve barely groaned at your words you uttered. his hands clumsily roam your body, sliding down your back and gripping your ass through the short jean skirt you were wearing.

steve wasn’t angry, just hurt. he felt stupid that he always had this small thought you would be even a bit open to being something more than just dumb hookups. there were so many moments where he thought he loved you, which was weird because it was just two months ago where you almost couldn’t stand each other. when you would tease him like it was a part of your daily routine. when he looked at you as nothing but a friend of a friend. when he looked at you as just another girl at hawkins high.

he supposed he didn’t totally mind that you guys were casual. he just wanted to see you. hear your voice, talk to you, touch you.

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જ⁀➴ cliche

mike wheeler x fem!harrington!reader

𑣲 content: making out, fluff, mikes nerdy ass, smut, dirty talk, grinding, dry humping, mike on some freak shit, unestablished relationship, sub!mike, kinda secret relationship, needy!mike, reader is popular, both freaked out for each other, mike finishing in his pants, sloppy kisses, touchy!mike, covering mikes mouth to not get caught, new to writing smut so it might be corny

𑣲 summary: mike wheeler takes a page out of steve “the hair” harrington’s book and sneaks into your room through the window like a stupid cliche

your room was warmly lit, your lamp on your nightstand along with the one on your desk was lighting up the atmosphere. the radio that was set on your dresser was playing softly. your gaze glued to the paper in front of you, your eyes beginning to grow heavy. you’d been at it for a few hours making sure you would not fail this test on monday.

it sucked because it was math. you wouldn’t be so worried if it wasn’t as you usually got great scores in your other classes, but this just wasn’t your thing. you sighed, boredom flowing through you.

you leaned your head on the palm of your hand, watching as you played with the pencil in your hand until your attention was moved to a soft tap on your window.

your brows furrowed as you turned, back straight, feeling a bit scared now. you moved to your window to see the black haired boy with his stupid familiar smile planted on his face.

you playfully rolled your eyes before letting him in, the cold air from outside seeping through as you did.

you laughed as he came through the window, clearly new to this because he seemed to be knocking things over. he smiled at you, his brows furrowing, “what’s funny?” his hands were already moving to your waist.

you shook your head, “nothing, i just never thought you’d ever do something like this.” you explained.

he shrugged, attempting to be relaxed and casual, “do what? i’m just visiting my friend.” you rose your brows at his response. “oh yea?” he hummed a yes, nodding as he leaned into you.

“i have to study, mike.” your eyes closed as he leaned closer into you. “for who’s class?” he questioned with a slight muffle, leaving small kisses from your jaw to your neck.

“anderson.” you pushed him away, stopping him from going any further. “so i can help! his class is super easy,” he said with excitement in his eyes. god he was such a geek.

“fine but that’s it. promise?” he nodded, “i pinky promise.” he held out his pinky and you looked at him and his hand. you laughed before intertwining his pinky with yours.

you had moved your stuff to your bed, for a while mike had kept his promise of not doing anything crazy. sure, he had slipped his hand up your back whenever you got something correct, but nothing that would fully distract you. he loved math so he wasn’t totally complaining, but he didn’t love it as much as he loved touching you.

“i think we should take a break.” mike said laying back on your pillow, having you turn around to see his face. you sigh, you weren’t as confused now but you were still worried. “fine, but just for a minute.” mike moved the book that was on your lap to the end of the bed before laying back down and having his hands find your hips, causing you to lay down next to him.

“i think you’re doing really good. do you get it now?” he asked as he moved a strand of hair out of your face. you shrugged, “i guess a bit. you’re not a bad teacher, micheal.” mike bit his lip as he started to look you up and down. you were in nothing but a flimsy pink, almost white lace trim tank top with a pair of pajama shorts.

his brown eyes began to analyze your face which was now looking at him, unamused. “i said no funny business.” his brows rose, pretending to be hurt from your words. “hey i’m not doing anything!” you glared at him, “why’re you looking at me like that then?”

“like what?” his mouth hung open, looking shocked while you just rolled your eyes. his lips curved into a smile as he started to move his hand to the side of your face, the other staying on your waist. he began to lean in, his lips touching yours with need.

the kiss was light for a couple minutes until it got a tad bit sloppier, mike’s hand was moving towards your ass until you stopped him, pulling away from the kiss and putting his hand to his chest. your face was flushed, both of your lips were swollen, your lip gloss leaving evidence on his lips of what you’ve both been up to.

“alright i think that’s a good way to end our break.” mike sighed, throwing his head back from your words. he was clearly sexually frustrated. his hands found their way back on your hips to bring your lower bodies closer, he looked so cute right now, it’s not like you didn’t want to touch him.

“c’mon just a couple more minutes. please?” your hands ran through his hair, “my mom and steve are here,” you replied and he kissed your cheek, moving down to your neck again. “i can be quiet.”

you laughed softly, “can you?” mike hummed in response as he lifted his head up to kiss you again. he moved from laying next to you to being on top of you, kissing you harder. your eyes shut from the pleasure, while his hand groped your tit through your shirt.

“shit,” mike mumbled as he started grinding on your leg. his tongue slipped into your mouth as you released a quiet moan. your mouths are heavy with desperation, butterflies filling your stomach as you lifted your hips, wanting to be as close as possible.

the kisses were sloppy and mike was getting more eager by the second, wanting to do something about the situation going on in his pants. you moved your hand down, your eyes still closed as your lips were on his. your hand began to move slowly on the bulge in his jeans, making his breath shudder at the slightest touch you gave him right now.

you pulled away, taking in his swollen lips. his eyes filled with desperation as he laid above you. “please.” he said breathlessly, starting to move against your soft touch.

you smiled, you were also out of breathe as you questioned him. “please what?” mike groaned, “j—just keep going. don’t stop please.” he shuddered. your palm was gently wrapped around the bulge in his pants, slowly picking up the pace.

you moved your other hand from his face to your own pants, slipping past your panties to touch yourself. mike captures your lips into another kiss, continuing to grind in the palm of your hand while doing so.

you pull your hand away from him, using it to touch his neck. he pulls apart, noticing your other hand between your thighs and his breath hitched. “are you touching yourself?” he asked. you hummed a soft yes, looking up at him as you kept moving. mikes breath quivered as he kept his gaze on the movement in your pants. you focus on his sweet big brown eyes that looked so entranced.

he attempted to replace your hand with his, or at the least try to help you out, but you stopped him before he could even touch you. “not yet. you have to wait baby.” his brows furrowed even more as he was filled with desperation, his cock only getting harder at the name you would never think to call him if anyone was around. “please, i’m good at it let me help please,” he begs.

“i know you are but you look so desperate right now. it’s cute,” you smiled. he groaned as he moved his head to the side of your neck, “please, i need you so bad.” he lifted his head back up awaiting your response as he felt he was going to blow up at any moment.

you let out a breathy moan as your hands were still moving, “does it hurt?” he nodded quickly looking up at you for at least a second, not being able to take his eyes away from your hand touching yourself.

“do you want me to help you out?” you asked, moving your hands away from your underwear. he nodded quickly, a soft hum slipping past his lips. “use your words, mike.” you mumbled.

he whimpered quietly and closed his eyes as he took a second to get his words. he was so cute like this. “i want you to help me out. please,” he strained out the last bit, his mouth almost barely moving as he opened his eyes again.

you smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, causing him to use his hand to bring your face closer and capture your lips in another messy kiss. you pulled away and adjusted so that you were on top of him. you took in his pink swollen lips contrasting against his pale skin. his black hair was a mess and his pretty dark eyes were looking up at you with need.

you leaned down to kiss him sweetly, he whimpered at your touch, desperately kissing back. you moved and started to touch the belt of his jeans teasingly. “i wanna fuck you,” his hips bucking as he spoke. your brows furrowed and you shook your head, “i’m not gonna fuck you while my family is here.” you looked at him as if he was an idiot for even having the idea.

“it won’t be a big deal i swear. we’ve done it at my place multiple times,” he explained. he wasn’t completely wrong, you’d blew him in his bedroom. but that wasn’t sex. you’d only done all that stuff in his basement, knowing the rest of the wheeler family barely went down there.

“i’d be grounded forever. no way,” you said. mike let out a groan, he was still so hard and you could see it right through his jeans.

you moved your hips slowly on his, grinding right against his bulge peaking through. his head fell back against your pillow. “oh—oh god that’s—” his breathe hitched as his lower body jolted up into yours. he was so eager, desperately wanting to actually get his cock inside of you.

“is that good?” you asked and he nodded quickly in response before realizing he needed to speak. “yes… yes i love it.” he moaned as he felt himself getting closer. you could feel him through your pants, which weren’t doing much with how thin they were. your panties were getting more soaked as you kept moving faster, wanting to get to your release.

your hips moved back and forth before you leaned down, and just as he moaned you kissed him carelessly. he was clumsy as he kissed back. you loved it. you liked how eager and desperate he got.

his hands gripped your ass as you kept a quick pace. his precum leaked through his underwear, he was growing closer by the second, releasing pornographic moans that were definitely slipping out of your room. you pulled away slightly, “stop, steve’s gonna hear,” you mumbled breathlessly, keeping your lips on his. your brows furrowed at the immense pleasure you felt just from grinding on him.

“shit i’m so close!” he moaned loudly. you covered his mouth, continuing your pace. “mike shut up,” you said. “shit s—sorry baby oh god!” he apologized, although he was still so loud. “please shut up!” you whispered harshly before you moaned, also feeling closer to your release.

it’s not like you didn’t enjoy how vocal he was for you, you loved it. you just didn’t want steve to murder him. mike began bucking his hips faster, his moans getting louder as he kept saying your name while also calling you different pet names. “don’t st— oh fuck baby it feels so good.” he groaned.

tears began to stream down his sweet face. he was always so sensitive. “shit shit shit i love you baby oh my god!” he moaned as he came in his pants, his brows scrunching together as the warmth filled his underwear. you could see the damp spot in his jeans as you finished right after him, gripping his shoulders to stay balanced as your thighs shook uncontrollably.

he was catching his breath, keeping his hands on your ass before he looked down. “shit my pants.” he said, his brows rose as he saw the damp patch.

before you could respond steve walks into your room abruptly. you and mike turn your heads to the sound of the door opening. “what the hell!” steve’s brows furrowed in disgust, trying to use his arm to cover his eyes before he turned around to leave, slamming the door with him. “seriously?! mike wheeler?!”

you closed your eyes, your eyebrows scrunching together as you wished that what just happened didn’t just happen.

𑣲 authors note: first post i feel like it’s so corny but pls go send some requests!!