#anyway bye

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Steddie but they actually don't fall in love after the upside down and everything, they aren't even friends, everything returns to being kinda the same. They don't really talk.

BUT THEN,

Two or so years after everything happened, they're both still sticking around town. Eddie still plays with his band but he's a mechanic at his Uncles shop; Steve is still dealing with the damn kids, even though their almost adults, as disgusting as that is, he's working at family video with Robin still.

Eddie, just finished a show at the hideout, and goes to the bar for a drink before he's gonna head out with his band, and probably, honestly get baked. That's where he sees Steve Harrington, a flush across his cheeks, a drink in his hand, as he drunkenly hums along to a song quietly playing on the radio at the bar.

Eddie hadn't ever, one, actually seen Steve drunk, and two, heard this song before. It sounded... Like the kind of thing Eddie hated, but he couldn't help the sudden chuckle that bubbled out of him at the sight.

"I wanna d-dance with somebody-" Steve would hiccup, a dopey grin on his face. The drunk then noticed Eddie staring at him, and tilted his head like a confused dog. "Munson? Ah, damn, hey there." Eddie wasn't sure if he made up the way Steve's eyes darted down him, but it made him feel hot. "Hey..." Eddie trailed off, a smirk quirking at his mouth, "You feeling alright there, Harrington?" He'd question, noting the drunken sway, the flush across his cheek, and the less than ideal babbling.

"I'm... wonderful, at the moment, though I think Robin might've abandoned me for a pretty lady a while ago? I'm not too sure! And I found a new favorite song." Steve would rant enthusiastically. Who knew he was such a... Chipper drunk. Eddie would scoff slightly, "Oh, well that's just peachy." He glanced at the bartender, then suddenly decided he... Didn't want a drink.

"Do you have a way home?" Eddie found himself asking, strangely worried about him. Maybe it was his dopey smile, or the way his hair was slightly tousled, or the sweet ramblings, but Eddie felt a tug in his gut he couldn't ignore. "U-Uhuh! My car's out front-" "You're not driving." Eddie cut him off, shaking head. Steve paused, surprised by the interruption, and then pouted. "Aw, what? I can drive! I'm a g-great driver!" As adorable as that was, with his little hiccups, Eddie wouldn't be agreeing.

"I bet you are, but y'know, maybe I just want to spend some time with you, out of the goodness of my heart?" Eddie suggested, wondering if Steve was tipsy enough to fall for that. By the way he smiled, he absolutely was. "Oh? Aw, really? That's- Good! Okay." He agreed so quickly it kind of hurt Eddie's heart, a bit.

After the fifteen minute struggle of fishing Steve's keys out of his pocket, explaining to the band what he was doing, and dragging Steve to his passenger seat. Eddie sighed, and sat in the front seat, starting up the car, and began to Harringtons house. He remembered where it was, he'd sold a few kids weed at his old parties. He managed to sneak in a few times.

Steve was... Staring at the ceiling of the car, thinking of whatever pretty boys do when they're drunk off their ass. "I wanna dance..." He'd mumble, "With somebody!" He'd declare, and Eddie just had to fight to keep from laughing. "With... You. You seem good." Steve's head lulled to the side, looking at Eddie with dilated pupils that made his jeans feel tight. "Is that right?" Eddie teased, cocking a brow but keeping his eyes on the road out of fear of what would happen if he looked directly into those doe eyes.

"Yes! It is! You're being nice to me, you gotta love me a little, right? Just a smidge?" Steve would hiccup after asking, his head jolting, a strand of that sickeningly perfect hair falling in his face. Eddie let out a nervous chuckle, man this guy must've had a horrible day to drink this much. "You're... Different, when you're drunk." Eddie would admit, turning into the Harrington's driveway. "Your hair looks like a dirty mop." Steve would snort, a lax grin on his face. Eddie sighed, undoing his seatbelt. "Thank you."

After what felt like an eternity of struggle, he got Steve up to his room and got him to drink at least a little water, so, success. Steve had finally collapsed on his bed, but he was still staring at Eddie. "You're gonna leave now aren't you?" He mumbled, turning onto his side to stare at Eddie, who stood by his door. "They always leave, the pretty ones." Eddie felt a small tug of sadness, but he also knew this wasn't the right way to go about things.

"When you're sober, we can definitely plan this another time, Harrington." Eddie took out a crumpled receipt from his pocket, and took a pen off of Steve's nightstand, and scribbled something down on it. He walked over to Steve and put it in his hand, gently. "Just rest now, okay? Don't die." Eddie would joke lightly, stepping back.

As he closed the door, he was there for just long enough to hear the tired drunk mumble, "Call me Steve..." Eddie felt a strange flutter in his chest. The same one he'd felt a few years ago in that boat when Steve ripped his shirt off and dived in the lake. Definitely not related.

Steve was very confused and concerned when he woke up the next morning, tucked into bed, with a receipt that said:

"Dance with me another time. Eddie Munson." With a number attached.

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We're so back // b4

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elliemaxxing + aftermath

seattle ellie x sb abby x sb ellie 🍏 mdni ill block u !!!!!!!!!!!

also posted on twt. had to censor abby sorry.

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William Jakrapatr as Thame and Est Supha as Po - เธมโป้ (ThamePo) Heart That Skips a Beat (2024)

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Doodles from today

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