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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt of Chapter 19 (!) just posted :) This section is pretty spoiler free with some Reefer Rick

“You want me to go on a drug run with you?”

Eddie chuckled at his signature disapproving face. He pulled him closer to him in bed where they were sprawled.

“It’s not as extreme as you’re making it seem, baby. I just need to pick stuff up and make two stops. All you’d have to do is sit in the van and look pretty,” he cradled his face in his hand and caressed his thumb across his jaw. “Just some quick errands. We can grab groceries too. Then come back and relax. Okay?” He stared into his eyes. Steve seemed more put together, more himself than he had in days. He hoped the surprise later didn’t send them backwards.

Steve acquiesced with a sigh and a nod. “Yeah, I guess that makes sense.”

He waited patiently as Steve used all of his products to get his hair perfectly styled, smirking to himself as he pulled one of Eddie’s flannels on over his own clothes.

After parking next to Reefer Rick’s boathouse, he reached over to pull Steve in for a deep kiss. “Stay here baby, I’ll be right back.” Steve hummed and nodded but when he pulled back, his face paled as he stared past him out the windshield.

Eddie turned around quickly and was immediately met with the wicked grin of Rick, a few feet away.

“Oh shit,” he breathed.

Before he could turn back to Steve, Rick was already pulling open his driver’s side door. He moved fast for an old hippie.

“Well well well,” Rick drawled as his gaze slid between the two of them. “Isn’t this a surprise?”

“Rick-“ Eddie started. He knew he was harmless and would probably only tease the shit out of them, but Steve didn’t. And he’d promised he wouldn’t have to interact with anyone.

“No no, now come inside, both of you. I insist, he held his hand out for Eddie, unnecessarily. Before Eddie could get a word out, he was pulled down off his seat.

He spun around to face Steve, who still looked unsure but had scooted across the seat towards him. He sent him a reassuring smile and reached for him. Steve wrapped a hand around his wrist and didn’t let go as he dropped onto the driveway beside them. Rick glanced shiftily into the woods around them and gestured for them to follow him into the house.

“So, introduce me to your friend, Eddie,” Rick said, wiggling his eyebrows.

“C’mon Rick, can you please pretend to be normal for like five fucking minutes?” He sighed. He waved his hand between them dramatically. “This is Steve, Steve this is Rick.”

Steve’s rich boy manners were so ingrained in him that he automatically stuck his hand out for a handshake. Eddie swallowed his snort.

Rick covered his surprise with a filthy grin as he yanked Steve closer by their clasped hands. “Impressive handshake. Are you looking for a job, Steve?”

Steve sputtered out a “No, sir,” and quickly dropped his hand.

Rick guffawed.

“Rick-“ he warned.

“Ease up, man. I’m not stealing him. But with a face like that, he could sell condoms to a nun.” Rick stepped back to give him a speculative once over. “You smoke, Steve?”

Steve shrugged, getting some bravado back. “Here and there.”

He smirked, continuing to lead them into a wide living room with windows overlooking the lake. “Well, how about here,” he gestured widely, “and there?” Rick pointed to an overstuffed loveseat.

Steve pulled Eddie down into the loveseat with him, still holding his wrist but seeming to gain some confidence. Eddie tried not to allow the resentment bubbling in his belly to show on his face at Steve following Rick’s orders.

Rick sat in the high backed chair closest to Steve, pulled the coffee table to him and rolled a joint. Silently, he lit it and passed it to Steve after taking a long hit. Rick watched him, while Eddie watched Rick. He knew this was a test, had seen him pull it on a handful of others before. But Steve had already been well versed in smoking before Eddie’s chaotic arrival in his life. Steve usually stuck to beer, but he was always fun high, more giggly and loose.

Steve puffed and passed beautifully and their circle continued. Rick sent Eddie a wink. Once he had approved of Steve, he finally left them with the last third and went to grab what they had come for. Steve stubbed out the end into the ashtray and they both stood when Rick arrived back in the room. Eddie slid the paper bag wrapped parcel under his jacket and with some goodbyes, Steve earning himself a chortle from Rick when he offered another handshake, they were out the door.

Steve let out a sigh when he was back in his seat in the van. “You could’ve warned me,” he huffed.

“Baby, I didn’t know. He never meets me in the fucking driveway. A lot of the time I have to beat on his doors and windows to wake him up. You handled it all incredibly, though, don’t worry. And Rick, as strange as he is, he’s cool. He’s about as good as family to me, saw through my dad’s lies back in the day and would try to send things my way. Toys, books, notebooks. Things kids need but aren’t usually high on the list when you’d rather buy drugs or steal cars. He’s the one who first convinced me to pick up a guitar.” He reached over to squeeze his thigh. “I’m sorry you had to get thrown into the boyfriend test or whatever that was. You okay?”

Steve nodded. “Yeah. I’m glad I met him. Wish it wasn’t quite as awkward, but when do you ever have normal social interactions?” He actually huffed a laugh and it reassured Eddie more than it should.

“You’ve got me there,” he grinned. “You ready for actual errands?” Steve grinned back and settled back in his seat, pulling Eddie’s hand back onto his thigh.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

explicit | Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson | one shot | vampire!eddie - cw: blood

“No, Harrington, listen. You can’t tell the kids, or the girls, or- fucking anyone alright? But I need to tell someone, I feel like I’m going fucking crazy, man.”

“Okay, jeez. It can’t be that bad, just- come sit down.”

Eddie paced around his living room in the apartment they gave them after the trailer was taken for evidence. He was running his hands through his hair so it was all fluffy and Steve tried not to think about tangling his own hands in it.

“See? You’re getting freaked out, already. I can tell. That’s- um. It’s one of the things that’s happening, that’s changed.”

Steve gulped and felt his eyes go wide. “No man, I’m, uh, fine-“

“Steve… I can hear your heart beating like crazy. And that’s not the only thing… uh, well it might be easier to show you?”

“Sh-show… me?”

Eddie motioned him back towards the hallway and he gulped again, raising himself off the couch trying to slow down his heart that Eddie was saying he could … hear from across the room?

It helped that Eddie turned into the bathroom instead of going down the hall to his bedroom. But when he turned on the light and pointed to the mirror, Steve yelped. He was standing there next to him in the bathroom, but Eddie’s reflection was… wrong. It was faint and fuzzy, like Eddie moved right before his picture was taken. But then as he stood there staring at the mirror speechless, Eddie waved his hands around and the reflection got even fuzzier, like the mirror couldn't track his movement in real time.

“When, uh… did this start?”

“I noticed it a couple days ago. And the… hearing things too well. Smelling things.”

“Smelling things?” Steve turned around to focus on the real Eddie, the reflection was making his head hurt.

Eddie looked upset, like he hadn’t meant to say that part. “Just, well, listen don’t judge me okay?” When Steve shook his head he continued, “I can smell everything, dead things on the road or what all of the people in the apartments around us are cooking? But food smells disgusting now.” He sighed and dropped his shoulders, “I can smell that you worked with Keith today.”

Steve’s eyebrows shot up. “Holy shit, man,” he breathed. He leaned against the sink and rubbed his hands over his face. “I’m not really like, the weirdness expert. You sure you don’t want to talk to Dustin?”

“No, I don’t want to freak anyone out,” Eddie sighed.

“Thanks for picking me, I really appreciate it.” He said dryly. He started to walk out of the bathroom, wondering why they were still hanging out in there after his show and tell.

They made it back out to the living room before Eddie exclaimed, “I need to figure this out before I hurt someone.”

Steve stopped. Eddie looked at him seriously. “Do you… want to hurt people?”

“Not entirely… but…” Eddie bit his lip and Steve could see that they were red and split, like he’d been chewing on them a lot. Thankfully Eddie seemed to read his staring as concern and not the spark of want, the deep desire to slide his own lips against his raw ones. “That’s another reason I wanted you to know. If something happens, if I do something, you can fight me. You’d protect the others.”

“Eddie-“

“No Steve, I’m serious. I feel- I don’t know how much longer I can deal with it.”

Steve had no idea what that meant. “You’re not making sense, man. Just say it. It can’t be that bad.”

Eddie chuckled dryly. “Alright but remember you asked.” He sighed and threw himself on the couch. “I think I need… blood.”

Steve sat down on the floor right where he was standing. “W-what?”

“I think the bats, or all the blood they had to give me in the fucking secret government lab, did something bad. I think I’m changing into something… I don’t even want to say it. But, everything’s getting worse, and I’m worried I’m going to snap soon. It’s like I’m starving but food isn’t what I want, it’s like eating sawdust. I think I’m losing it, Steve.” He looked at him with big teary eyes and Steve was kneeling in front of him before he could think.

“Hey, it’s okay, we’ll figure this out. What you showed me, it was real, okay? You’re not losing it, something is going on and we can fix it. Or, maybe I can… help?” Eddie’s eyes widened even further and he started shaking his head. “It’s better than letting you starve. What if you get, like, sick or something without it?”

“This was not what I was asking for when I told you. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

“Eds, this is definitely not my level of expertise, alright? But it makes sense that you’d need to get some,” he took a deep breath, “blood. Before you’re desperate and more likely to hurt someone. And it’ll buy us time to figure something out.” He stopped to try to decide if he was now desperate to help or if he was desperate to have Eddie drink his blood. Would he want to bite him? He hoped he wanted to. Eddie was looking at him strangely and he hoped he wasn’t developing the power of mind reading.

“You’re sure? You know I can hear your pulse going crazy, right? Maybe you should get that checked out. You know, it was one of the first things I picked up on, your heart beat? It’s very fast, a lot of the time.”

A nervous laugh punched out of him. “Uhhh huh, yeah, I’ll have to look into that,” his voice came out high and awkward and he tried to fix his face as Eddie continued to stare at him. He was fucked. There was no way this was going to work out for him.

“Steve, are you okay?” Eddie pressed his hand against his forehead like he was checking for a fever. Eddie’s hand was cool against his face, which he was sure was flushed and sweaty. He brought his other hand up to cup his neck.

“Yeah, I’m good,” he sighed, his eyes wanting to close as he unconsciously pressed into the hands on his face.

“You smell really good,” Eddie breathed, he had moved closer to him and Steve forced himself not to close the distance and taste those red bitten lips. “Like backyard raspberries in the summer. Juicy and sweet.” He moved his hand off his forehead to cradle the other side of his neck, sliding forward on the couch so Steve was trapped between his legs. He leaned in even closer, taking a big breath like he was tasting the air.

“Please,” he gasped out, not even knowing what he was asking for.

“I can hear your blood pumping through your body,” he whispered, still so close but not close enough. Suddenly, he pulled back and was looking at him seriously. “You need to tell me right now if you don’t want this, Steve.”

Steve looked up at him, shaking his head, grabbing at his thighs. “Want it, bite me, kiss me, anything,” he panted. Eddie’s lips slid against his and he let out an embarrassing noise. Sharp teeth found his bottom lip and he felt like he was going to pass out. He pulled back and Eddie’s face dropped. “No, it’s- can I see? Show me.”

Eddie was confused for a second then opened his mouth. Steve groaned and reached for him. With a crooked toothy smile he leaned back in, Steve holding his jaw as he stared at his fangs. The three teeth on each side of his normal front teeth were long and sharp. Steve pressed the pad of his thumb up into the point of his long canine tooth, unprepared for Eddie’s reaction. He whined and grabbed his wrist, licking around his thumb for the small amount of blood. After another moment of sucking Steve’s thumb, he let go of him completely but reached down, manhandling him up to straddle his lap.

“Fuck,” Steve gasped. He was hard as a rock and now he could feel Eddie was in a similar state. Eddie was mouthing down his neck.

“Blood first,” Eddie growled. Steve made himself stay as still as possible, wanting to grind his hips or push his neck into his mouth. Finally Eddie seemed to settle on a spot and he opened his mouth to scream as the initial burst of pain washed over him. But then it settled into a warm pressure, and he could feel Eddie’s tongue sliding across the bite where his neck met his shoulder. It was sending sparks of pleasure through his entire body. He writhed against him uncontrollably, and Eddie grabbed his hips, holding him still. After what simultaneously felt like seconds and hours, Eddie pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were both panting and Eddie still had a hard grip on his hips. Steve zeroed in on a smear of blood on his upper lip and couldn’t pull his attention away from it.

As their lips made contact, Eddie pulled his hips forward, rubbing their hard lengths against each other. Steve knew he wasn’t going to last long, and as this might be his only chance, he slid both hands into Eddie’s hair. As he tugged on the soft strands he licked into Eddie’s mouth, chasing the copper taste and reveling in the noises Eddie was making. Steve caught the rhythm and flexed his hips hard against him. Eddie groaned deep in his chest and Steve’s hips stuttered.

“Fuck, Eds, I’m gunna come,” he warned.

“Go ahead, baby, I got you,” Eddie said, still controlling his hips, and quickly reclaimed his mouth. Steve whined into the kiss and ground his hips down. Eddie’s hands released his hips to instead grab his ass to shove him forward and back.

Steve had to break the kiss to gasp out, “Holy shit,” as he came hard. He panted into his shoulder, Eddie kissing down the side of his neck making him shudder as he came down.

“Can’t believe you let me bite you and make you come in your pants,” he chuckled in his ear. “Maybe you’re just as much of a freak as me.” He looked up at him with a wide grin, taking away any sting from his comment.

“Well freaks like us have to stick together.”

“Hmm… speaking of sticking together, can I clean you up?” He lolled his tongue out and Steve gaped at him. His face closed off again, “Too much? It just smells so good. I don’t-“

“No, that’s not- you can, I just- holy shit, Eddie,” he stumbled out.

Eddie’s eyes darkened and his grin grew filthy, “I don’t think ‘holy’ is the correct word for whatever I am, Stevie.”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson, Eventual minor OCs, Chrissy Cunningham Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has ADHD, Autistic Eddie Munson, both implied heavily but not talked about yet, Roommates, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, meet ugly, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Eventual Smut, Platonic Soulmates Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has Bad Parents, Steve Harrington is Eddie Munson’s bisexual awakening, Virgin Eddie Munson, Chrissy has a lot of work to do, actual golden retriever steve harrington, Getting Together, Fast burn?, First Kiss, Frottage, Some angst?, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug Summary:

Autistic Eddie and ADHD Steve get provisionally accepted to college and have to come to early orientation week, and assigned in the same dorm room. Steve is a hot mess and runs into hot Eddie.

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