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Like A Ninja | Steve Harrington x Munson Fem!Reader |

Warnings: heavy kissing, eddie being eddie, Steve sneaking around like a ninja Summary: You are surprised with a late night visit from Steve which lead to the admittance of some feelings and some quite passionate happenings.

"So, did he say anything yet?"

"No, Chrissy. He hasn't it's kind of just hopeless."

"Oh, (Y/N). Don't say that Steve is just probably nervous. I mean you are a Munson after all." You sigh into the receiver and flop back onto the bed. Chrissy giggled knowing the frustration of having a crush on someone who wasn't really the smartest was hard.

"With that being said, Chrissy. When are you gonna tell my brother that you like him, huh?" You ask and she huffs then tries to a stutter out a response leaving the two of you giggling like a bunch of school-girls. Ironic wasn't it? There was a soft knock on your door and you sighed. "Hold on, Chris." You pull the phone away from your ear. "Yes?"

Eddie nudged the door open a crack and peaked his head in, "Hey, just checking in on you." You smile at him and he returns it.

"I'm fine, Eds. Just talking to Chrissy." You inform him holding up the phone and he turned red across the face and all the way to his ears.

"Cunningham?" Eddie had the biggest crush on her and could never get those three words out. It was honestly frustrating. Chrissy had come over plenty of times to study and Eddie was just a big mess, it was almost painful.

"The one and only." You confirmed and he smiled fondly.

"Well, tell her I said hello. Also, don't stay up late." He warned pulling his head back and shutting the door softly. You smile and hold the phone up to your ear once more.

"Eddie, says hi." You relay his message to your friend.

She sighs in content. "He so sweet. God, I've got to tell him" Chrissy admitted to you and there's a shared agreement.

"Just like I have to tell Steve." Chrissy hummed in approval. After thirty minutes or so, she hangs up, and heads off to bed. It was Friday night so no school tomorrow, but you couldn't exactly sleep. Your mind was still reeling from the conversation had with Chrissy. Eddi was the same way, unable to shut his mind off, which is why he slept to the sound of his own music. It was the only thing that helped him. You sat up going over to your dresser and reaching for the brush going to undo the tangles, before settling down in bed. Suddenly, there was a knocking at your window.

You hold the brush out in defense as the glass slides up. However, when a familiar face pops through the window followed by a familiar smile you toss the brush at him and he ducks. "Steve?" He grins as he manages to climb in through the window nearly crashing into the floor. You wince hoping Eddie did not just hear that. The door creaking open followed by Eddie's voice made the two of you freeze.

"(Y/N)? You okay in there?" You mentally cursed Steve for being so loud. He was the exact opposite of stealth and it had interrupted Eddie. You glanced at the crack just beneath the door watching his shadow as he got closer, but stepped back.

"Y-Yeah, just thought I saw a spider on my window, and I fell." Eddie stepped towards the door, but then walked back. "Okay, keep it down. I'm trying to practice." Steve grins as he returns to his room signaled by a door slam. You slap Steve on the arm and he chuckles pulling himself off the ground and turning to quietly shut the window.

"Sorry." He slowly made his way over to you and he sighed in relief. "Tried to be a ninja." Steve tried to defend himself, but you only stare back at him a glare on your face. He scanned your face before letting out a huff, "What's got you all worked up?"

"You. do." You reply jabbing a finger into his chest trying to fight the urge to punch him. "What are you doing here, Harrington. My brother will kill you if he finds you here." You seethed and Steve places his hands on your hips much to your surprise.

"I came, because I heard from a certain bird that you had some feelings about me. I wanted to hear for myself." He admitted and you turned red. Chrissy Cunningham was going to hear it tomorrow, but for now your attention was on Steve. His hands were placed gently over your waist and his hazel eyes staring down at you.

"I like you, Steve." You confessed shamefully considering the events that just occurred. "I do, but if my br-Mm!" He cut you off by pressing his lips against your own soft, sweet like candy, and completely intoxicating. His hands tightened on your waist and you curl your fingers in his hair. Own lips hungrily moving against his own and your breath shaky.

When the two of you pulled back a smiled danced onto his lips. "Safe to say you like me back then." He comments almost out of breath as if he ran a marathon. Steve chuckles pressing his forehead to your own, "Yeah, just couldn't wait any longer, (Y/N)." He pulls back and you stand there slightly dazed as he walks around the room. Picking up the brush from the floor you go back to brushing out the tangles from your hair, the usual bedtime routine. He joins you standing behind you and his fingers brush over yours, taking the brush into his hands.

"Here, let me." He takes your thick waves into his hand and gently runs the brush through them. Taking his time pulling each tangle from every strand. Steve's fingers felt so good against your scalp. You hummed in content sighing as he took care of you. Once he finished he placed the brush back onto the dresser neatly. "All done." You turn around to face him and you reach up to place your hands over his shoulders rubbing them. Steve suddenly has his hands on you lifting you up and setting you down on the dresser standing between your legs. In return your legs wrap around his waist keeping him there.

His hands are on your thighs squeezing as he hungrily nips at your neck, leaning your head back to give him better access. Steve's breath ghosts over your skin and your eyes flutter shut. "Steve.." You gasp, in return he groans against your neck kissing along your jawline.

"Yeah, baby?" He grabs ahold of your chin pulling your head back to look at him. You can only whine and he chuckles, "Okay I'm sorry." He attacks your lips again and you gasp and moan as teeth nip at your lip.

The door to your room creaks open and Eddie walks in, "Hey, sis. I broke my--HOLY SHIT!" His voice caused the both of you to pull apart and your cheeks were a bright red.

"Harrington?" Eddie looks at the jock in shock and you whined.

"Eddie. Get out!" You snapped tossing a bottle of hairspray at him and he quickly scurries out of the room laughing on the way out, but shuts the door behind him. You were going to get him later and hopefully Eddie kept his mouth shut.

"He's never going to let me live that down." You whined to Steve, he walks over to you and kisses your cheek in attempt to make you feel better.

"Yeah, I know." Steve hummed and you sighed still content with the moment you shared with Steve.