hiiiii i loveeeeee how you write angst and comfort!!! i was wondering potentially if i could request something similar to one of our previous works
maybe reader and steve are dating and she helps with the upside down. maybe they get into an argument which makes reader go with dustin and eddie, steve gets stubborn and doesnt say i love you to reader before parting
reader runs after eddie and saves dustin from the demobats but gets badly hurt and is barely awake. dustin helps her to steve and crew and steve is trying to keep her awake and saying i love you. plssss have her survive and it end in fluffđđđ
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pairing: steve harrington x reader
summary: request above!
word count: 3.2k
content warnings: violence, graphic injuries, near death experience, steve is an ass, but he's your ass, mean steve, insecure reader, jealous reader, no nancy hate tolerated. not proofread, angst! heavy angst, hurt/comfort. the comfort is that she lives xx. platonic eddie x reader.
authors note: this was sm longer than i intended but nonetheless hope you like it! thank you for requesting xx
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The upside down is nothing like youâd expected. Itâs simultaneously worse and better than youâd expected.
It smells damp, the air is thick like smog, and you canât bring yourself to look down to where youâre walking, the sound of your converse dragging through the sludge is enough to have you feeling nauseous.
Everyone else seems to be handling it much better than youâprobably because theyâve done this before. Itâs hard not to feel somewhat resentful that Steve had only brought all of this up to you by pure chance.
You knew heâd been hiding something. He was secretive, holding that goddamn walkie-talkie with him like it was the second coming of Christ and most obviously, never let you meet his friends.
Besides Robin, you liked Robin. Though it had been practically unbearable to sit politely and smile as they both regaled you of stories of Dustin, or any of the rest of The Party. It all festered underneath your skin, why did he never bring you around them?
Until the night youâd just happened to be over at his house when Dustin had attempted to recruit Steve to help find Eddie Munson. Eddie, drug dealer Eddie, who was now accused of murder.
âSteve he didnât do it, itâs the upside downââ Dustin babbles incoherently, you can barely keep up. None of the words coming out of his mouth make sense to you.
The upside down?
âSteve?â you whisper to your boyfriend, whoâs staring at the highschooler before you in dawning horror and grim acceptance.
âIâll drive. Get in the carâI have toââ Steve waves over to you in a vague gesture and Dustinâs eyes grow wide as his jaw slackens.
âYou havenât told her?â He sounds horrified by the idea of it. Told you what.
âCar Henderson. Now.â Steve states firmly, throwing the curly haired teen his keys as he turns to you with a solemn expression.
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Youâd like to think youâd taken the news of a sadistic other-worldly demonic creature hellbent on killing pretty well, considering the fact that you were currently in hisâŚworld? Plain? Planet?
You had been rightfully angry with Steve for not telling you but given that there were bigger stakes than your feelings involved, youâd decided to lay your argument to rest.
Only for you to subsequently discover that Nancy Wheeler knew. Nancy Wheeler that Steve had fallen in love with. The same Nancy you watched Steve grow glassy eyed when talking about.
The same Nancy you tried to measure yourself up against and fell short on all aspects no matter how hard you seemed to try. You watched him with her, as much as it pained you.
He looked so happy, like the fate of the world wasnât resting on his shoulders. Granted, Nancy was in a relationship, that was a point of contention amongst the two. You assumed some sort of shared history.
Nancy was sweet to you, checking in on you, asking if you needed anything. You couldnât fault her for your own feelings. Hell, if you were in Steve shoes, youâd probably also have fallen in love with her.
You heard them talking in the van on the drive back from the hardware store, huddled in the back with Eddie and Dustin. It doesnât feel like a conversation you should be listening in on, but you canât help it.
âItâsâitâs silly but IâIâve actually umâI always had this dream that Iâd always have this really big family. Iâm talkin like full brood of Harringtons, like 5, 6 kidsâ Steve confesses, laughing alongside her.
Your heart thumps louder in your chest. Heâs never told you that. Why wouldnât he tell you that? Itâs not like youâve been dating long enough for that to have been a conversation butâjust why wouldnât he have said something to you?
Why would you have to listen to this from the backseat of a stolen van as he confesses his hopes and dreams to a girl who he claims he âusedâ to love?
âSix?â Nancy asks incredulously. You crack a smile; you canât help it. Sheâs funny, you think to yourself. Funnier than youâve ever been.
âYeah, six little nuggets. Three girlsââ you drown out Steveâs voice as you watch their silhouettes.
They would make pretty babies, you think. Beautiful babies, full of Nancyâs intelligence and Steveâs smile. Theyâd play basketball or do ballet. Steve would be their coachâand Nancy would be working at some big corporate office and theyâd beâtheyâd be so happy.
Bile rises in your throat. You canât even compete with her. Sheâs perfect, pretty, smart, wittyâwhat do you have? You have the boy, plus one for thatâbut what good does that do when he looks at a her like sheâs hung the moon and the stars.
You wonder if heâs ever looked at you like that.
You think you might be better off not knowing.
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Youâre embarrassed to admit that overhearing their conversation makes you distance yourself from the both of them.
You find yourself flocking to Eddieâs side, joking and laughing with each other.
âYouâre a good guy Munson.â You murmur softly as you both watch as Dustin and Mike duel with fake swords and shields, yelping each time they catch each other.
âYouâd be the first to think so.â Eddie replies to your left, humour masking the insecurity in his tone.
âI highly doubt that.â You contest, smiling up at the older boy. âDustin certainly thinks so.â
âYeah well the munchkinâs biased,â He scoffs with a smirk, leaning back against the stump of wood behind the both of you.
You snort, âHe thinks youâre the greatest. He talks about you all the time.â You insist.
Eddieâs expression melts softly, something adoring taking place of what was once anxiety and manufactured aloofness. âHeâs a good kid. Donât know why he likes me so much, but Iâm lucky to have him.â He admits.
âYou treat him like heâs a person. Heâs always going on about how you ask him about his opinion, how you actually listen.â
Eddie blows out a breath, nodding slowly as he digests your words. He turns to you slightly, âYouâre a sweet girl,â he tells you seriously and you look up at him in slight shock.
âDonât lose that, would be a damn shame if we didnât have you around.â He smiles, slinging an arm over your shoulder as he calls out for Dustin to fix his posture.
You snort with a smile, leaning into him.
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Steve watches the two of you from higher on the hill with a scowl on his face.
âScared Munsonâs gonna steal your girl?â Robin teases, huffing as she tugs a rope from the backdoor of the van.
Steve scoffs, irritation bleeding into his tone. âNo,â he replies shortly âMunson wouldnât stand a chance.â
Robin hums suspiciously high, âSeems to me like heâs doing pretty well for himself.â She mentions, gesturing back over to the two of you.
Steveâs glare grows as he catches sight of Eddieâs arm slung over your shoulder. His irritation rising as he spins to glower at Robin, âWhoâs side are you on?â he growls.
Robin holds her hand up in surrender, âJust saying. You two havenât spoken since you arrivedâyouâve spent more time with me and Nancy than you have with her.â She says conversationally.
Steve frowns. Has he actually? Sure, heâs been pretty focused on getting things ready to go into the upside down, so he didnât really have the time to be checking in on you.
It was purely coincidence that he, Robin and Nancy ended up working together considering they were carrying the bulk of the ammunition and knew how to work them.
âSheâs fine.â Steve mutters uncertainly. âWeâll talk after.â He insists.
Robin frowns, saying nothing but glances between the two of you in concern.
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The tension between you and Steve as you enter the upside down is undeniable. The growing distance seemingly seems to stretch between the two of you the longer that you walk.
Youâre side by side, walking in silence as Nancy, Jonathan and Robin walk slightly ahead of everyone whilst Eddie and Dustin remain slightly behind.
âOkay,â Nancy starts firmly, stopping in front of the group in a small expanse of land. The small group forms a circle in front of her, all watching her in rapt attention.
âYou all know the plan yes? No deviations, we canât take any risk that this doesnât work.âÂ
Youâre all nodding, you listen as she goes over the plan for Max to bait Vecna, the Creel House and the demobats. Itâs perfectly planned out, Nancy Wheeler style.
When you all break off, you grab hold of Steveâs arm, who turns to look at you in confusion, âI uhâIâm going to go with Dustin and Eddie alright?â you say softly, avoiding eye contact with him.
Steve frowns, watching your face closely before scoffing, making you look towards him in perplexion, âYeah, sure. Fine.â He says sarcastically, shrugging your arm off of him.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â
Steveâs voice is hard and angry, âIt means that if you wanna go run off with Munson while the rest of us are trying to save the worldâbe my guest.â
You blink, staring at Steve with your mouth agape, âYou thinkâEddie?â
Steve snorts, rolling his eyes, âYes, Eddie. I see the way the two of you have beenâŚcanoodling,â he offers weakly.
You scoff, âReal mature Steve.â
Nancy and Robin stop in front of the two of you when the notice youâve both stopped following them. Theyâre far away enough to not being able to hear but close enough to notice the start of an argument between you both.
âWhat? You have a problem?â
Your expression morphs into hurt, âSix little nuggets?â you ask him accusingly as he stares at you, unflinching.
âYou werenât supposed to hear that.â
Itâs the weakest argument youâve heard from him yet, âWhy?â you push. âBecause it involved Nancy, that it? I didnât fit into your white picket fence suburban dream?â
Steve flinches, his expression turning uncertain and dread fills your very being.
He doesnât see you there.
âCan weâcan we not do this now?â he asks, pleadingly.
You shake your head, âNo, Steve. I want to know.â
âKnow what?â He argues, throwing his arms up in the air.
âIf you love me Steve!â you burst out, your voice echoing lightly through the vast expanse of the Upside Down.
âGuysââ Eddie calls hesitantly, but you both pay him no mind.
You shove your finger into Steveâs chest hard enough to make him flinch, âI want to know if you see a future with me! Do you? Do you see me in that big old family picture? Becauseââ your voice breaks, tugging at Steveâs heart strings.
âBecause I love you, and if you donâtâif you donât see that future with me, then maybe weâre not meant to be together,â you whimper, lifting your hand to your mouth to try and muffle your cries.
Steve slumps in shock, looking as if youâve just torn his heart out from his chest.
âYouâre breaking up with me?â he whispers desperately, scanning your face like heâs searching for something, anything.
You shake your head, your teary gaze meeting his shocked one. âIâm asking you if youâd choose me Steve, if given the chance.â You whisper.
âBaby, of course Iâ"
âYou canât even say you love me Steve.â You scoff with a laugh, self-deprecation coating your tone.
He stands in shock, like heâs not sure what to do.
âSteve!â Nancy calls from the back, frustration in her voice from being held up.
Steve watches you pleadingly as you school your expression, taking a step back when he turns to look back at her.
Always her, you think bitterly.
âIââ Steve pleads, panic in his tone.
âJust go Steve.â You reply tonelessly, turning to walk towards Eddie and Dustin who have been watching the both of you in concern.
âBabyââ You hear him call after you, desperation in his voice as you walk away. You shake your head, sniffling before looking towards the two boys in front of you.
âAre you okay?ââ Dustin asks hesitantly.
You force a smile, âFine.â
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If you thought you knew pain before, the sting of walking away from Steve was worse. Every bone if your body wants to turn around and run back into his arms, but you refuse to subject yourself to any more humiliation.
You walk with Eddie and Dustin in silence, setting up the amp and Eddieâs guitar with little fanfare.
When the time comes, Eddie plays like a man possessed. You think he was made for this, a true metal rockstar. He looks almost godlike in view.
The bats swarm the trailer with almost no time to spare. Eddie, Dustin and you rush into the trailer as it rocks with the force and sound of flapping wings.
You almost think youâve done it before they start flooding in. One after another they come through the vents, met with your handcrafted weaponry.
Dustin grabs the rope leading back into the real world, but when you catch Eddieâs gaze watching him, you already know whatâs going to happen. Whatâs more rockstar than saving the world.
He looks at you and then back to the bedsheets, offering you a way out. You see the determined look on his face, and with a shared nod, he cuts the rope.
âWhat are you doing?!â Dustin screams to the both of you, watching as you both grab your weapons and Eddieâs shield.
âBuying more time.â The two of you chorus, launching yourselves out of the trailer in tandem as Eddie rides the bike with you running behind him.
The bats follow you like a moth to a flame, swarming around the two of you within minutes. You feel it before you see it, the sound of your flesh tearing and ripping open as the bats latch onto your skin.
You feel the warmth of your blood pool around you as you swing and crush the bats that fly towards you. You find Eddie doing the same in your peripheral vision. You watch as the bats sink their teeth into him, drawing a guttural scream from his chest.
Your wounds start to get the better of you as you stagger on your feet, slumping over onto the ground as you crash to your knees. You can hear Eddie calling your name and you turn to see him slumped a few meters behind you.
You crawl over to him, mindless of the bats still latched to the two of you. Your eyes meet and you share a bloody smile.
Itâs then that you notice the silence, the bats that fall around the two of you. âThey did it,â you croak, blood bubbling through your throat.
Eddie groans, âWe did good,â he affirms, turning his head to look at you.
You hear footsteps rushing your way, and a small part of you hopes that its Steve. The curly hair however in unmistakable.
âHenderson,â Eddie coos, coughing slightly as blood stains his lips.
âEddieâY/N, no no no.â he chants, falling to his knees.
âHey,â you whisper dazedly. âWeâre okay,â you reassure him.
âYouâre bleedingââ he chokes out.
âCan either of you stand?â he asks Eddie abruptly, turning to look at him. Eddie frowns, looking down on his leg before looking at you, âDustin, buddy you canât take both of usâ"
âI donât care,â he bursts out. âI need to know if you can stand, if I can get you back to the trailer, we can alert the rest of them that Y/N is down andââ he babbles.
âIââ Eddie blows out a breath, looking hesitant. You both knew when youâd left that trailer than youâd had no intention of coming back, it was a suicide mission.
âPlease,â Dustin begs. Eddie hesitates before nodding abruptly, âOkay,â he concedes. âOkayâweâre coming back.â He tells you seriously.
You smile, nodding softly. Your clothes are starting to stick to your skin with the amount of blood pooling from your wounds.
Itâs too dark for them to see, they canât possibly know how bad your injuries are. Eddie looks by far worse than you, his wounds uncovered by his clothes.
âOkay,â you say.
They leave, Eddie hobbling beside Dustin as they walk towards the trailer. Youâre not sure how long you spend staring at the sky before rushing footsteps are coming back to you.
You think you might already be dead when you see Steve rushing to your side instead of Dustin. âStâve?â you slur, your eyelids drooping from exhaustion.
âOh baby,â he moans desperately as he drops down next to you, his hands hovering uncertainly as if heâs too scared to touch you.
Iâm sorry. I donât mean to scare you.
âYouâre gonna be okay, youâre gonna be okay,â he chants to himself as he lifts you into his arms despite your loud groaning in complaint of being jostled.
âYou gotta keep your eyes open for me honey, câmon look at meâlook at me baby.â He pleads with you, rushing towards the trailer as yo9ur blood starts to soak his own clothes.
âIâm gettingâ yâu dârty.â You complain breathlessly as your head lolls to the side. Steve whimpers, reply wetly, âThatâs okay babyâIâI donât mind, Iâll put it in the wash when we get home okay?â he says consolingly, sounding panicked.
ââkay,â you agree mindlessly, your eyes drooping.
âThink âm gonna sleep nowââ
Steve shakes you awake, making you cough as the feeling of the liquid filling your throat.
âSorryâsorry honey, you canâtâfuck, baby you canât sleep. Havenât even got to tell you how much I love you yet sweetheart, you donât even know,â He says, simultaneously awestruck and horrified.
âYou donât even know how much I love you baby, God, IâI was so dumb earlier, I shoulda run after you, Iâm sorry, Iâm sorryânever gonna make that mistake again. But youâve gotta stay awake for me okay? Because Iâve got a lot of making up to do huh?â He chokes up, muffling his sobs.
âCause you canât dieâI, we have so many things left to doâcanât leave me aloneâI canât do this alone, youâyou have to stay,â he sobs.
He almost chokes on the relief he feels when he sees the trailer, stumbling as he runs as fast as his feet can carry him towards the silver home.
Your breathing is shallow in his arms, and he would think you were already dead if not for the slow rise of your chest.
âPlease,â he chokes out the paramedic he sees when he gets back to the real world. He holds you out, begging for them to take you. âYouâyou have to help her. Sheâsheâs lost so much bloodâoh god, please help her.â He begs desperately, succumbing to his own tears.
They take you immediately, transferring you to a stretcher as they rush you to an ambulance whilst Steve follows behind them, refusing to let you out of his sight for another second.
Whilst they load you, Steve pleads with them, âPlease let me go with herâIâm the only one she knows, sheâll be so scared I need to be thereââ
âYou can ride with her, but we need to go now.â The paramedic rushes him in, letting him take the seat next to you as the strap you to a heart rate monitor and place a breathing mask over you.
He clenches his hands around your own as you blink slowly at him, âHey,â he whispers into the silence of the ambulance, the paramedic watching the two of you in concern.
âI love you,â he blurts out again, frantically hoping you hear him. Your small smile calms a small portion of his fear, and he feels you shakily trace a pattern on his palm.
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