Eddie: Hey, You Want A Tarot Reading?

Eddie: Hey, you want a tarot reading?

Steve: Those are Pokemon cards.

Eddie: You got a magikarp.

Steve: ...

Eddie: It means "fuck you'.

eddie's impression of steve harrington only really begins to turn around not because of henderson's constant insistence that he's a really cool dude now, but because of his brief interactions with robin goddamn buckley.

he first realises that she's affiliated with him when she pokes her head into hellfire club one day. she asks henderson if he's seeing 'the dingus' tonight, and when henderson confirms that he's picking them up, she tosses a green vest at his face. asks him to give it to him, since he's working an opening shift and left it at hers. eddie only realises later that she was talking about harrington, and the implication that he'd stayed overnight had him reeling. buckley was a weirdo. a band geek. what was king steve doing associating with her?

it only gets weirder. he goes to one of sinclair's games, and ends up a few rows behind harrington. he's whooping and cheering and so goddamn excited for the kid when he gets to play. when the band performs, he screams robin's name during the applause. she finds him in the crowd and sort of wiggles her shoulders excitedly in response. after the game, he sees him scoop her up in the biggest goddamn bear hug and kiss her on the cheek. not the kind of couple he'd expected, but they were cute. he supposed.

but then the kiddies stop her in the hallway a week or so later, asking something about a movie night at harrington's. eddie can't really help himself, he was a curious thing.

"so, buckley," he begins, leaning against a locker. "i'm dying to know how a band geek like you landed king steve as a boyfriend." to his side, henderson sighs, heavy and dramatic. robin gets the most genuinely disgusted face.

"oh, god. ew." she says, emphatically. "i am not dating steve. gross." she fucking shudders at the thought. eddie can't keep his jaw off the floor.

"no?" he asked. "but- the game, the other week. he kissed your cheek." she nodded. he gestured wildly in lieu of response, begging for more information.

"stevie and i," and eddie has to fight the urge to roll his eyes. because, seriously? stevie? she expects him to believe they're not together and she calls him stevie? "are strictly platonic. with a goddamn capital p! people can express platonic affection even if they're different genders!" henderson mocks her quietly, to which she whacks him on the arm. she turns back to eddie. "i think if anyone should understand, it'd be you, handkerchief."

eddie feels his stomach drop. robin's giving him a look. a knowing fucking look. arms folded across her chest, one eyebrow raised. surely not.

"you?" he asks. she nods. "so harrington-"

she cuts him off. "knows." and wow. wow. colour him fucking surprised. "was the first one to know. he's-" there's a pause. "he's cool. so fucking cool." she was so fond, smiling a little. "he's a really good guy. i love him to death."

and well... he believes her. truly fucking does. it's only then that he finally allows the walls he'd built around his opinions of steve harrington to falter, to allow himself to think maybe- just maybe- he is actually is a good dude.

kiss kiss fall in love!

“hey, eds hop on! pretty sick ride, right?”

and this is the photo eddie takes of him bc it’s their first official date and his bf is such a fucking dork but he LOVES him and he’s going to tell him over lunch okay good we agree

OK but that trope where one of them turns up drunk and instead of getting into bed together they just "ur v pretty but I have a____"

Only, Eddie turns up wasted at Steve' place post apocalypse, totally off his face, climbs through the window and lands in a heap on the floor, and while Steve is all hands on deck nail bat at the ready until he spots him, while Steve does tell him to get into bed already cause its late and figuring out sleeping arrangements would be a hassle...

It comes up. "Mmmnnn you--youre...VERY pretty but I hAve a boyfriend soooo..." and then promptly passes out on the floor.

they're not actually dating. And Steve, sweet Steve with a crush, winds up agonising for weeks cause he had no idea Eddie was even gay, much less that he was already taken.

Steve: Just know that emotionally I'm wearing a pink crop top with a rhinestone playboy bunny on it