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could you do more about being elevens sister? anything really 😊☺️

Eleven is sooo protective over you

No matter if you're younger or older than her

Being protective over her too

You are partners in crime and rarely ever seen apart

You've been through everything with her, so you both understand each other better than anyone else

Warning Mike that if he ever hurts Eleven you'll kill him :)

He still isn't sure if you were joking or not

Naturally being close with Mike and the others too, after some good old trauma bonding

Of course, being eleven's sister isn't easy, you're both constantly in the spotlight, and looked at anytime something life-threatening happens

Lots of trauma and lots of anger

Being treated like an actual daughter and kid by Hopper and Joyce

Hanging out with the party, learning about dnd, and even getting to play

Going to the mall with your sister and Max, which also means free ice cream from Steve and Robin

Speaking of Steve, whether you are close or not he is protective of you and your sister, even if he doesn't show it super often

Could you do hc for being elevens younger sister? :) Specifically meeting the party and other characters for the first time?

Of course, I love doing the eleven sister hc's!

At first, you're probably closer to Mike than the rest of the party, much like your sister

Next would probably be Will and Dustin since they are more willing to go with things than Lucas was

You probably have some major issues with Lucas at first since he literally thinks you and your sister escaped from a "looney bin"

But over time Lucas becomes more accepting

The older group of teens was intimidating to you especially at first since they were practically adults in your eyes, and you knew not to trust many adults

But you realize they aren't so bad after all

Hopper and Joyce were by far the most terrifying to you in the beginning

Most adults in your life, you had learned not to trust

So what made them different?

Joyce had been so kind and motherly, despite her own son being missing and the other being in danger just by being in Hawkins

That whole experience with finding will make you realize that not all adults were completely bad

But Hopper had brought you and Eleven in, in the middle of winter and provided you both with food and warmth

He was what adults should have always been to you and Eleven

It was comforting to know that not all adults were terrible and out to hurt you

Steve was a bit off-putting and intimidating at first, as was everyone

But then he was protective and willing to put himself in danger to help you and your friends

Robin was brave and quirky but in a good way, she wasn't the best socially but was there if anyone wanted to talk or just wanted company

Nancy was smart and secretly badass, that and whatever you or your sister needed girl-wise, she was willing to help with

Jonathan was a bit of a loner and not much of a talker either, but he was close with Will, so he was good in your books

Date Night

Robin Buckley x fem!reader

Summery: Friday night dates might just be your favorite thing as long as heartfelt car rides follow after

A/N: I've been kind of inactive lately but I've decided that instead of pouring over old pieces I'm just going to write and rewrite unpublished things to hopefully get me back on track :)

“Come on Robin!” you yelled running into Scoops Ahoy at the end of her shift. “Robin, your girlfriends here!” Steve yelled into the back giving you a small greeting while serving a few kids as Robin threw open the back door with her bag thrown over her shoulder. Shouting a quick goodbye to Steve while grabbing your hand and she gave you a small peck on the cheek, laughing as the two you ran through Starcourt mall weaving through parents and kids.

“What should we see?” Robin asked swinging your intertwined hands back and forth while staring at the new movies they were showing for your annual Friday date night. “Well Ghostbusters is supposed to be good,” you said with a smile thinking about how much Dustin had raved about it after he had gone with the boys the week before. Smiling at you she said a small “Sure” the two of you stood in line for your snacks and drinks.

‘There is no Dana, only Zuul’ Taking a sip of your drink you glanced at your girlfriend noticing she was completely enamored with the movie. Leaning over as much as you could with the armrest in between the two of you, you whispered “How you liken the movie” only for her the slowly turn her head with wide-eyes “This is the best fucking movie I’ve ever seen” she said before giving you a huge grin and wrapping an arm around your shoulders, encouraging you to lean into her while she turned back to the screen.

Walking out of the dimly lit theater as the ending credits played Robin turned to you while depositing her 3-D glasses in the bin whereas you shoved yours into your pocket. “Isn’t it nasty to think that the majority of people in there were either kids or kids our age swapping spit?” laughing at her while bumping her shoulder you let out a snort “That was just nasty man, I just took you on a romantic date to see the best movie of the perhaps century according to you and you felt the need to completely ruin the mood, such a cock block” you said as she slung an arm around your shoulders while kissing the crown of your head as the two of you walked out the front doors of the mall to Robins beat-up car Bessie. “I had a really good time tonight,” you said as you climbed into the car while Robin swung herself in, rifling through her bag for her keys. Looking up at you with a soft look she smiled “I did too,” she said before leaning over the console just as you had in the theater to whisper to her, only this time she pressed her lips sweetly against yours only stopping because she had felt your lips curl up into smile rendering you unable to keep kissing her. “What’s so funny?” she asked while you slumped back in the passenger seat with a huge grin while she started the car. “Nothing,” you said now covering your mouth and looking out the window with a huge smile. “Nothing? Oh, I’m sure” she said amused while pulling out of the parking lot, sparing you a glance while slightly speeding up to make the light before it turned red. “It's just-” you said looking over to her as she flipped the cassette player to a familiar tune of the mix-tape she'd made for you months prior. “I think I love you,” you said slightly laughing while she tuned to you with a slight smirk “Is that so?” she said rounding the corner of Bluer Street. “Yeah, I think I do,” you said leaning your head back against the seat with a happy sigh. “And now thanks to you I owe Steve 10 bucks,” she said making you turn to her in confusion “Wait- what do you mean?” “I bet him 10 bucks that I'd tell you first,” she said reaching for your hand over the console with a loving gaze. “So are you going to say it back?” you said mouth agape while she laughed, pulling the car into her neighborhood. “I thought that was implied" she said glancing at you as she looked down the street for her house. “Well I'd still like to hear it!” you said with a laugh as she pulled into her drive way. Snorting as she switched the ignition while turning to face you, only now illuminated by the headlights bouncing back off her garage in the now dark driveway, she reached up a hand to hold your face as you leaned into it. “I, Robin Buckley am in love with you,” she said giving you a quick kiss before she was out the door in a matter of seconds, throwing open you’re door to give you a real kiss.

“You girls are home a bit later than usual,” Mrs. Buckley said while Robin rolled her eyes, impatient to go upstairs to change out of her work uniform “Sorry Mrs. Buckley, we went to the movies and it ran a bit later than we expected,” you said sweetly with her mother cooed at her ‘best friend’ who Robin always claimed she loved more than her only to get a smile and a, “I think Y/N’s a lovely girl” “Will you be staying the night?” her mother asked snapping Robin out of her daydream. “If it alright with you?” you asked once again charming her mom, making Robin roll her eyes with a smile. “Of course, of course! Just tell me if you girls need anything!” Mrs. Buckley called as Robin was already pushing the two of you up the stairs while grumbling a “Will do Ma!” Laughing at your girlfriend’s antics as she threw her bag down on her desk chair while flopping down on her bed you walked over to her dresser to pick out her nightclothes and the spare hoodie Robin always kept tucked away for you. Throwing them at her with a laugh you stripped off your day clothes in favor of the sweater and a pair of Robins boxers after a long day at work, ready to curl up and watch some shitty cable with the love of your life.

A Second Chance | Billy Hargrove, The Bassist.

Warnings: Second Chance, Modern!Band! AU, Bassist! Billy, Designer! Reader.

Billy had never believed in love. His parents never loved each other, never showed him what love was, and he never knew how to show it, at least not until he met the most important people in his life: his friends. They were always there for him, they cried together, laughed together and made messes together. He loved them all equally, except for her. A beautiful, jovial, cheerful, sarcastic and very, very, outgoing girl. Billy loved her, no, he adored her, she was the love of his life. When they started dating, they both couldn't even contain their excitement. Billy was just making his debut on Midnight, his fame wasn't big yet, but he was satisfied with his life, but, unlike him, that jovial girl he loved so much didn't think so. She loved him, very much, and she knew that, if he stayed by her side, his fans would not stand for it. She knew this environment well, and she could not allow herself to be a nuisance for Billy, to fulfill that dream that excited him so much. That's why, one of those many nights when they stayed together at each other's house, she made the horrible decision to leave him a letter with a clear and concise message: 'We broke up, please don't look for me'. And so, without a second thought, she fled his side forever, leaving Billy torn up inside, with hundreds of questions and zero answers. Now, years later, their past seems to haunt them relentlessly, something that, for both of them, causes them indescribable fear and desire.

"I see we meet again," Billy said, walking up to your side with a glass of wine in his hand.

"I'm afraid so" despite your immense urge to vomit, you took your whole glass in one sip, trying not to expel it out of your mouth the instant after.

"We have a lot to talk about" he looked at you, fixed and deep. The guilt began to return, too strong, too sudden.

"No, we have nothing to talk about" you set the cup down on the marble balcony, afraid to use too much force, but it didn't break, so you just went on your way. Or at least you tried to.

"You know better" Billy stopped you, taking your wrist firmly, but without hurting you.

He pulled you close to him, too close for your liking, too close for your heart. He was afraid you'd leave him again, that you'd go away without explanation, that you'd be just a passing person in his life, leaving a mess in his.

"I deserve an explanation" his warm forehead collided with yours. Their breaths mingled and your lips parted. You wanted to tell him, you wanted him to know, but the fear was greater, your desire to run away was even more so, "just...don't leave me, not again."

(The red ones are seen from your point of view, the black ones are narrated from Billy's point of view). After the epilogue there will be a description of the character that is with Billy and her name (this is because in the other parts of Midnight series the character appears and could be confused with the reader of that story) anyway, I will avoid as much as possible the important physical descriptions like skin color, eyes, hair, etc.

Him | The Day I Left You.

Her Voice | Ghost Memories.

His Eyes | I Want To See Them Bright.

Her Freckles | My Heart Beat Again.

His Hair | This Is My truth.

Her Smile | Enlighten My Life, Stay With Me.

His Love | All Of Me.

Her | "Us".

Midnight Masterlist.

Hello can you do the prompt "you know we need to talk." "about?" "i don't know...last night, maybe?" With Jonathan Byers x Fem! Reader, in which Jonathan goes to Reader's house and asks her why she run away when they were kissing passionately at Steve's party and she just answers him that she doesn't want to make the same mistake because boys always use her and they don't want to have a relationship, so she quitted to falling in love and find a boyfriend.

a/n: Hi! Thanks for placing the request, I had a lot of fun doing it 😊. I made some modifications with the age (as the order indicated a past with couples, I thought it would be better to make the characters between 23-25) I hope that detail doesn't bother you 😣.

Ps.: I had some difficulties making it, the power went out and my computer was not available, anyway I tried to do the best I could, I hope you like it 🥲.

You knew that playing this stupid game was idiotic, but you never thought it would get to this level. You told yourself it would have been best to quit the game after Eddie almost knocked the wind out of his girlfriend, or when you had to watch Steve almost touch the crotch of your best friend -and his current girlfriend- in his turn.

Yeah, you definitely should have gone home after that, but here you were, taking that empty beer bottle and spinning it around, praying that you'd get anyone but Jonathan, you appreciated him too much to lose him over a stupid teenage game.

You crossed your fingers behind your back, watching the speed of its spinning slow down more and more, until it stopped completely, and shit, you could almost feel the bile coming back up your throat, would it be weird if you got up and ran away? Because you wanted to, no, you needed to get out of this one.

"Oh, this is going to get interesting" Eddie joked, clapping his hands animatedly.

"Shut the fuck up" snorted Jonathan. The alcohol had stained his cheeks pale pink, his hair was slightly messy and his shirt had the top buttons undone for a few minutes. He looked good, too good for your taste.

"Y/N, you don't need to if you don't want to" said your best friend, smiling suggestively at you. She knew very well your past and, much more importantly, how you were feeling lately together with Jonathan.

"She's right" You looked at Jonathan, who had softened his tone and his look after he had scolded Eddie.

An overly stupid idea struck you like a bolt of lightning, short but shocking. You rose from your post, ignoring the cheers of your old friends and settling into Jonathan's lap.

You preferred to ignore the fact that his hands rested shakily on your hips, that his cheeks-formerly pink-now glowed red. You pushed those nonsensical ideas out of your head, repeating to yourself that it would only be a kiss, one just like all the ones you've given before.

You cupped his cheeks and pulled him close to you, barely brushing his lips with yours. The kiss was sweet, at least it would seem so to someone who didn't know it was just a teenage game.

The rule - imposed, of course, by Eddie - was that the kiss had to last at least thirty seconds, to make the moment more fun, according to him. So, when you felt Jonathan relax a little under you, you gently rested the tip of your tongue on his lips, taking advantage of the moment when he gasped so you could go all the way in.

You weren't new at this, for God's sake, you were already 24, a kiss like this you'd had hundreds of times, but, for some reason, you felt it was different from the others. It didn't feel like those other times.

Even though it was a game, he took the trouble to caress your waist, to cup your face between his big hands and give you warmth and security and.... something more.

A pang in your chest accompanied by hundreds of memories of your past love made you pull away as fast as you could. The fear you hadn't felt for so long began to bloom, and he had noticed.

"Alright, who's next?" Robin said cheerfully, her words barely coming out of her mouth with coherence.

With your mind still fuzzy, you got up from the floor and shook out your hair, ignoring the trembling in your legs and hands. That kiss had left you feeling bad, too bad.

"Uhm, I... I think I'll go home, I don't feel so good" you said quietly, quickly stopping your friend when she tried to come after you. "Don't worry, I live nearby, I'll let you know when I get there."

You grabbed your bag and left the house as fast as your feet would allow, trying to stop the incessant pounding of your racing heart. You felt so silly.

When you opened your eyes the next day and realized the mess you had made the night before, you almost fell out of bed, almost. You ran to the bathroom and took the longest shower of your life. You needed to clear your mind and this was the best way for you.

You put on comfortable clothes and sat on the couch in your living room, you stared at a blank spot, hoping you could make an excuse for yesterday's kiss. Sticking your tongue in his mouth was not part of the game.

As you made your coffee - too much of it - a knock sounded at the door. You got up, grunting under your breath, and walked over to it. You peered through the peephole, almost screaming as you saw Jonathan's face on the other side.

"Shit, shit, shit" you groaned under your breath, rushing to close the curtains as quietly as possible. You spun around in circles, looking every 10 seconds at that door you had opened and closed so many times, the same door that, if you touched it now, would ruin your life next to one of your best friends.

"Y/N, I know you're in there, can you open it for me?" Jonathan said, raising his voice so you could hear him perfectly.

"God, shit" you growled, pulling open the curtains again and opening the door, "Jonathan, what are you doing here?" you said with an uncomfortable smile.

"May I come in? I don't think it's appropriate to talk in the middle of the hallway" he said quietly, trying to get you to look him in the face. You did everything you could to stop him from getting his point across.

"Okay, go ahead" you muttered, stepping aside to let him in. You closed your eyes as you smelled the scent of wet earth thanks to being surrounded by forest most of the time. It smelled really good. "Well, would you like something to eat? Or maybe something to drink? I recently bought some really good drinks and-".

"you know we need to talk." Jonathan said, looking at you seriously.

The urge to vomit immediately returned. You pressed your lips together tightly and tried to think of a topic, any topic, but your head was so fuzzy that you just couldn't think of anything.

"About?" you said in a low voice. You felt so miserable and stupid, this had been your fault, you accepted the challenge, you sat on it, you made that brush of lips something far beyond what it should be between two friends.

"i don't know...last night, maybe?" Jonathan moved closer to you, resting his hands on your arms and squeezing them gently, "you can't, no, we can't avoid the subject, it's useless to pretend nothing happened."

You tried to keep your tears from falling by blinking as fast as you could. The flashbacks were coming back, the times when all those idiots rejected you in the worst way, all those friends you lost for doing something similar; you were so scared of losing him now.

"Why not?" You said with a broken voice, looking at the wall next to you, you didn't want to see the disappointment and hate in his eyes, "I know it was wrong, that I went too far, but I don't want to talk about this, I don't want to lose you, you're my best friend and I-".

Jonathan's lips interrupted your spew of words. You gasped in surprise, having to grab his shoulders to keep your balance. It was short compared to yesterday, but the butterflies in your stomach, the nerves, the anxiety, the affection, it was all still there, even a little stronger.

"Y/N" he whispered against your lips, breathing shakily. His eyes, which you could barely make out because of his dilated pupils, looked into your eyes for the first time since yesterday. You felt so small next to him. "Believe me when I tell you I won't walk away from you because of that." He licked his lips, pressing his forehead to yours, "I know you felt the same way I did, I know it was the same reason you wanted to avoid me, but you should know that I would be unable to leave you."

"It scares me" you whispered, pulling away from him a little so you could think better, "I don't... I never had a normal relationship, you know that, all those guys always treated me badly, they cheated on me, I don't feel capable of being able to be in a relationship with someone, I don't want to lose you, not you".

His gaze softened, this time he let his hand fall on your head, leaving a soft caress on it.

"In that case, let me prove to you that I can be the first to be serious with you, to treat you the way you truly deserve" he smiled sweetly, making your cheeks warm and your heart race, "give me a chance to make you happy."

Masterlist.

giving them a rock

fandom: stranger things

characters: eddie munson, steve harrington

reader: gn

note(s): reader has a habit of giving their close friends little nick nacks they find around as a way of showing affection

EDDIE MUNSON

treasures the rock, he loves it

if you’re in the hellfire club he’ll defo make it your character XD

whenever you come around to his, you always see it on display on his desk

if you give him more rocks then he’ll have a dedicated drawer for them🥹

STEVE HARRINGTON

initially confused, like why tf u giving me a rock?

but when you explain to him why you gave him the rock he gets quite happy

to him it’s like a friendship bracelet, but a rock instead

defo shows it off to his kids, he’s like a proud mum🥹

“guys, this is pebble the rock, my new child”

lowkey likes getting more rocks from you even if he doesn’t explicitly say so

10 things I hate about Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Female reader

Author's note- hello my beautiful little gremlins. This took me literally forever and I really hope you like it. This literally follows the plot of 10 things I hate about you. I’ve seen a lot of people compare Eddie and Patrick and haven’t actually seen any 10 things I hate about you fics (im sure there’s more out there though) so I figured I’d give it a shot and add some stuff.

WARNINGS- 18+++ Minors DNI. Please pretty please I worked hard on this plsss don’t interact minors. Get out. We have foul language, we have smut, oral female receiving, protected p in v, we have angst, we have fluff. Probably more idk I’m tired.

Summary- Eddie Munson the school freak gets paid to take out the school beast. How will he ever make things right when he actually falls for her? 15.5k words

“UGGHHHHHHHH THIS SUCKS!”

Mike screamed as he paced around his basement while his friends sat and watched intently.

“Well man what are you gonna do about it?” Lucas said casually before taking a sip of his drink.

“What am I going to do about it? What do you mean what am I going to do about it? I can’t do anything about it, it’s the chief! He's a crazy dude.”

Mike sat on the floor next to the table sighing in defeat.

“Come on Mike, it's not that bad. You guys can still be friends?” Will said as he laid a hand on Mike's shoulder.

“I don’t want to be friends ``. I wanna be able to hangout with her outside of the group you know? Alone?”

His friends looked at one another. Pondering ways they could help their friend.

“I mean…he didn’t say she couldn’t date forever…right?” Dustin began to stand from the couch and started some pacing of his own.

“Eleven can’t date until her oldest sister does, you know this. And as much as we all love y/n. Nobody is going to date her man. If I think the chief is crazy I don’t even know how to begin describing her” Mike slumped his shoulders further in defeat.

“Unless….” Dustin paced back to where the boys were and stopped rather abruptly.

“Unless we can convince someone to go out with y/n?”

The room erupted in laughter from all the boys in the room. Lucas nearly dropped his drink as he doubled over in laughter.

“Come on man. We love y/n and so many guys would be falling at her feet but you know nobody’s gonna take that chance. Not when they think she’s gonna bite their head off.”

Lucas said as he wiped the tears that had fallen down his face from laughter.

“No guys Dustin might have a point. I mean you’re telling me not a single guy in this town would be willing to ask y/n on a date? There’s gotta be at least one”

The boys began discussing possible options of people who would possibly consider going out with you. But to no avail.

The next day the party heads to school and in the morning they scan across the campus looking for possible prospects. They have one boy in mind who is walking across the parking lot until the boys see you driving through in your impala. Rock music on full blast as you almost hit the boy with your car and continue speeding to your spot as you shout expletives at the boy for taking so long to cross. He’s quickly crossed off the list.

The boys stand there feeling hopeless as Lucas examines his basketball teammate flirting with your younger sister Kay. That’s when Lucas was struck by a brilliant idea.

“Guys…GUYS!” The party turns all of their attention to Lucas.

“You guys see Jason over there right. Talking to Y/n’s younger sister Kay?”

“Yeah, what about it?” Mike was obviously giving him attitude because he didn’t see how this would relate to his problem.

“Wellllll Jason can’t hook up with Kay because Y/n is the oldest and she’s not dating right?”

“Lucas I swear Jason is not going to go for Y/n” Will was clearly lost and so was most of the group.

“NO MAN I’m saying. Jason’s popular right? Got a lot of money right? It would be much easier to convince someone to go out with Y/n if we had someone willing to pay for it”

Mike finally understood where Lucas was going with this but he was still skeptical.

“And why on earth would Jason Carver put that much effort into going out with Kay? He can get almost any girl in Hawkins. Why would he shell out cash for her?”

Lucas directed the boy's attention back to Jason and the way he was leaning on your younger sister and touching her a lot. It was obvious to anyone around that Jason wanted her. Something that irked you beyond belief.

As the boys continued throughout their day finally reaching lunch and approaching their usual seats at the hellfire table. Upon approaching Dustin saw the hellfire club leader. Doing his normal theatrics of scaring any nearby students. Dustin stopped in his tracks and the boys all looked at him.

“BOOM” Dustin completely dropped his lunch tray and walked out of the cafeteria without another word and the boys chased after him.

“What the hell was that Dustin?” Will was very clearly angry at Dustin for making a scene.

“That’s it you guys the answer it’s been right in front of us”

“What the hell are you talking about Dustin?”

“Do I have to explain everything to you people?”

Dustin looked around the group to see all the boys clueless as to what he could possibly mean.

“EDDIE! I'M TALKING ABOUT EDDIE! He’d be the perfect guy to go out with y/n. I mean look at him. Who else would be crazy enough to go out with her”

The boys turned and looked through the window of the cafeteria and saw Eddie yelling in Garreth and Jeff’s face. They had to agree that Dustin had a point. If there was one person who stood a chance of handling dating you? It would be Eddie.

***

“And that class is why taming of the shrew is one of William Shakespeare's more famous pieces”

You raised your hand quickly but didn’t wait for a response before you began speaking.

Ms O’Donnel exhaled deeply. Already on the verge of kicking you out merely for your presence.

“I just think we could be focusing on more important pieces of literature other than sappy romance. I mean even Shakespeare has other stories that revolve around other things. Like hamlet we could read hamlet”

A snicker was heard from behind you and you turned to face Jason carver.

“Well of course a shrew wouldn’t want to read a story that hits oh so close to home right?”

He earned himself a couple chuckles and high fives from his friends and you rolled your eyes.

“At least I know how to read Carver. Or would you like to try reading that paragraph again? Think you can do it in under 10 minutes this time?”

The class ooo’s and awed at your bravery for standing up to Jason. Jason was about to bite back when the door to the classroom swung open and the metal head himself walked in.

“So what’d I miss?” Eddie said as he stood near the door not taking a seat.

“Oh just the class focusing on the oppression of women and the patriarchal pyramid of women only being valued as romantic property” you didn’t bother to turn and look at him.

“Sounds great” is all Eddie Munson said as he turned and walked back out of the door. Clearly he’d had enough of the lesson for today as Ms O’Donnell called after him to come back but to no avail.

“You know Ms O’Donnell I think y/n actually makes a really good point now that I think about it. I think y/n would be more accustomed to stories like The Scarlet Letter”

“That’s enough Mr Carver. You know one of these days one of these young ladies is going to slap you and I’m not going to do a single thing to stop it”

You have a chuckle at her words but your chuckle quickly ceased as she turned her attention back to you.

“And as for you Ms y/l/n. You can take yourself up to the office. I’ve had enough out of you today”

You scoffed and grabbed your bag and left the room. Making your way up to your usual chair waiting outside the counselors office.

“Ms Hopper, please come in. Take a seat” Ms Kelley said without bothering to look at you as she continued writing in her notebook. Once you finally take a seat, she shuts the notebook and turns her attention to you.

“So I heard you were being a disruption to Ms O’Donnell’s class again?”

“I wouldn’t call it disrupting. I was simply voicing my opinions on the subject matter at hand.”

“Well you voicing your opinions every chance you get is why most of the student body refers to you as…”

“Tempestuous?”

“Heinous bitch. Is what I was going for actually. But sure. Just try to take it down a notch okay? Now get back to class.”

The words didn’t shock you at all. Nothing you hadn’t heard before and surely you would hear it again. So you made your way out of the office.

At the end of the day as you walk to your truck with your friends Nancy and Robin by your side a red car pulls up beside you.

“Move it or lose it, Hopper. You’re fat Ass is blocking the road”

“Maybe if your eyes weren’t so focused on my ass, Carver, you would see there’s an entire parking lot for you to drive in. Now run along Cretin” you shoo him away with your hands and continue into your car. Taking notice of your younger sister Kay and her friend Heather getting into Jason’s car.

***

As you sit on the couch doing homework you hear Hopper make his way inside and set his hat on the table. He strides over to the couch and leans over examining the homework you're doing.

“Got another call from the counselor today. Make anyone cry?”

“Sadly no….but the day is still young” you turn around and give him a wide smile that he returns as he pats your shoulder. As he’s going through the mail he holds up a letter from Indiana State University?.

“Uhhhh y/n? What’s this? It says Indiana State University?”

You hop up immediately, abandoning the homework without a second thought. Ripping open the envelope and screaming loudly upon reading your acceptance.

“I GOT IN!!! I GOT INTO COLLEGE OH MY GOD!!!”

Eleven and Kay congratulate you but Hopper looks irritated.

“Well that’s great honey but I thought we talked about something closer to home like Hawkins community? Getting into that teaching career we talked about?”

“Uhhhh no that was always what you talked about. I wanted to study journalism with a minor in film”

“We discussed Hawkins community college and teaching as a safer, more stable career!”

“No, you discussed it. I never said I wanted any of that!”

Kay chirps in. “Just think about it dad. Once she goes to university anymore she’ll be their problem and not ours.” She says in an all too cheerful voice. You shoot her a quick death stare before you pull the card from your sleeve.

“So Kay was that Jason Carver I saw driving you home today?”

Hopper immediately turns his anger from you to Kay.

“Excuse me? Who is Jason Carver and why is he driving you home?”

Kay turns to you and looks extremely upset as she sputters the words to her father.

“Dad he’s this guy from school and I don’t know I think he might-“

“Don’t even finish that. I know exactly what you think. You already know the rules Kay. No dating”

“But dad he’s-“

“No. And if you argue with me again I’ll go arrest whoever this boy is just to teach you and him a lesson”

Kay sits down on the couch where you are now back doing your homework. Hopper sits on the coffee table in front of you. And El decided to join.

“Now listen. I’ve been a cop for many years now and I’ve seen a lot of stuff. You girls don’t need to be dating and especially not in highschool. You don’t want to end up as some cracked out bimbo on the streets or some teen mom. No dating until Y/n does. That’s the rule we agreed upon.”

Eleven chirps in. “We are not stupid”

“I know you girls aren’t stupid”

Eleven is standing up now visibly angry. “You are treating us like we are stupid. We know not to do drugs. We know not to have unprotected sex. We are not stupid. And it’s not fair. Everyone else at school gets to date but not us. You are like papa!”

As Hopper goes to answer Eleven the radio on his belt goes off about some emergency Hopper has to attend to.

“The three of you. This conversation isn’t over.”

As hopper leaves you’re left alone with your sisters. You can feel El practically burning a hole in the back of your skull.

“What El?”

“This is your fault!”

“What is my fault?”

“It is your fault that I cannot be with Mike!”

Kay decided to jump in “and why I can’t be with Jason!”

“Eleven you’re so young. You don’t need to be dating anyways. Boys at your age and even at mine are all garbage anyways. And Kay I’m oh so sorry you’ll have to miss out on dating Jason Cretin Carver.”

Both El and Kay stomp off to their rooms and slam the door leaving you completely alone again with nothing but homework and swirling thoughts.

***

Later on in the evening El and Kay are in Kay’s room discussing you when Eleven's radio goes off.

“Eleven? Do you copy? It’s Mike. Over.”

“Yes Mike I copy.”

“Great, I just wanted to see if you wanted to go to Star Court later. It would just be the two of us but maybe if you told the chief of was just as fri-“

“No way Mike. He already went off once today about the No dating until y/n does rule”

“What if I said the party was working on a plan for that?”

El looks over at Kay who’s been listening to the entire conversation and they give each other smug looks. Mike goes over the plan with the two of them and they agree to do whatever it takes to help.

****

The next day it was finally time to begin putting the plan into action. Lucas decided to be the one to go ask Jason Carver to be a part of the plan. So when lunchtime rolled around instead of walking to the Hellfire table like normal. Lucas made his way over to the basketball table and sat down at the head of the table next to none other than Jason Carver himself.

“I-I’m sorry. Kid are you lost?”

“No actually. Just came by to run an idea by you. Just to see if you’re interested.”

“I’m not”

“Hear me out”

At this point Jason decided to half listen as he continued to eat his lunch.

“You want Kay right? But you can’t date her because Y/n doesn’t date and none of the Hopper girls can date until she does right?”

“Does this conversation have a purpose for me at all?”

“Well Jason. I think you should hire a guy that’s crazy enough to go out with her.”

“Oh really. And who would be crazy enough to go out with her.”

Lucas points over to Eddie at the hellfire club who’s currently walking around the table shouting about something D&D related.

“Really? Him? The freak. Isn’t he a satanist?“

“I don’t really know man… but even if he is, that makes him a solid investment. If he’s crazy enough to worship Satan then he’s crazy enough to date y/n right?”

“What’s in this for you kid?“

“Well I was thinking…maybe I could get a spot on the team. After tryouts next week.”

“Alright. You got yourself a deal.”

Lucas stays at the table for a moment longer while everyone at the table looks confused until Jason finally speaks up. “We’re done here kid.”

Lucas stands from the table and walks to where the rest of the party was watching him and gives them a thumbs up.

***

Ms O’Donnells class had everyone bored out of their minds once again. But this time it was presentation day where you each had to read a story you wrote. As you were up at the front of the class reading yours, Jason decided to put his part of the plan into action.

“Psssst…PSSSST….hey…freak”

Eddie finally takes his head off of his desk where he was attempting to nap, and turns to face Jason.

“What Carver?”

“You see Y/n up there?”

“No actually I don’t. Wherever do you mean?”

Jason rolls his eyes. “I want you to ask her out.”

“Uh sure casanova whatever gets you off man?” Eddie starts to turn his head back to his desk when Jason moves forward and grabs his shoulder.

“Look freak. I can’t take out her sister until y/n starts dating. You see their dad has this crazy rule an-“

“Look, that's a touching story. It really is. But not my problem man.”

“Would you be willing to make it your problem for say….oh I dunno. 30 bucks a date?”

Eddie sits there weighing his options. I mean taking some girl out and getting paid to do it. Why would he pass that up? It’s not like he had to marry the girl or anything. But not for $30.

“Well let’s see Carver. Let’s say we go to a movie. That’s $15 right there. Now let’s say we get some snacks. That’s what $53? And if the girl wants a drink that’ll be what $75. So yeah $75 or no deal”

“This isn’t a negotiation freak. Take it or leave it, trailer park boy”

“50 bucks and we got a deal Casanova”

Jason sighs and takes 50 dollars out of his pocket and slides it onto Eddie’s desk. Eddie turns to face you up front with a smile.

***

After class as you’re walking out your arm is caught lightly and you turn to face Eddie Munson. The bright smile he’s dawning is unlike any emotion you’ve seen him emit before so it confuses you as he begins to speak.

“Hey there girly. How ya doin?”

“Uh fine I guess. Tired? And yourself?”

“Tired huh? After that great story you read to the class. I mean a story like that, how could I not be impressed.”

You turn to walk away down the hall and he follows after.

“Ah, my mission in life. To impress men. Well obviously it worked on you so the world makes sense again”

“So I’ll pick you up on Friday night huh?”

“Oh yeah totallllly. Gonna take me for some gas station sushi and then make me play D&D? Do you even know my name Munson?”

“I know a lot more than you think.”

“Doubtful. Very doubtful.” And that’s all you say as you leave Eddie Munson standing in the middle of the school hallway.

Mike turns to Dustin who just watched the entire encounter and Mike looks distraught.

“Dustin! We’re so screwed!”

“Hey now I don’t wanna hear that negativity. Let’s get some upbeat emotion in here!”

“WERE SCREWED!” Mike says in an overly cheery tone.

***

Sitting in front of your desk in your room as you read a book you feel a pair of hands brush through your hair and you turn to find Eleven brushing her hands through your hair.

“Have you ever considered a different hairstyle? I mean you have some real potential here to look like a model from those magazines”

“And now why would I want to do that?”

“I don’t know so that maybe you don’t end up as an old woman who’s cold and alone?”

“I’m not cold Eleven. I’m annoyed.”

“Well instead of being annoyed you could try being nice for once.”

“And why would I do that”

“So that people won’t think you’re a mean person?”

“I don’t care what people think Eleven. And neither should you. You don’t have to try so hard all the time for people to like you.”

“I happen to like having friends y/n”

As Eleven says it she throws her hands in the air and her wrist comes into view for you.

“Where’d you get that bracelet?”

“Hopper gave it to me.”

“That was Sarah’s bracelet…why would he just give it to you?”

“Because I’m his daughter too y/n. Even if it’s not biological.”

“Oh so what, you're just gonna wear it now. It’s not like you ever even knew her or my mom. You have no right to wear it.”

You storm out of your own room. Leaving Eleven to stand there awestruck at your sudden outburst.

***

Ah Saturdays. Supposed to be for relaxation and forgetting school exists. So that’s exactly what you were doing at the music store as you purchased some new cassettes. A little AC/DC, a little Metallica, some WASP. The usual. As you said thank you to the clerk and made your way outside you couldn’t help but be annoyed to see a certain metal head leaned up against the door of your truck.

“Nice truck. Vintage fender?”

“So what are you stalking me now?”

“Jeez a guy can’t go by his favorite music shop and happen to spot a friend?”

As you reached for the handle of the driver side door he slid in front of it to stop you.

“Not a big talker huh?”

“Sorry talking about the ass end of my truck doesn’t usually get me going.”

He looks you in the eyes briefly studying your expression. “You’re not afraid of me are you?”

“Afraid? Why would I be afraid of you?”

“Well most people are.”

“Well I’m not.”

“Well maybe you’re not afraid of me but I’m sure you’ve thought about me in other ways.” He says with a smug look and a raised brow.

“Oh am I that transparent? Oh yeah I totallly want you oh so badly?”

You grab the handle of the door and force it open, removing Eddie from your car door, as he throws his hands up in surrender and moves away. However as you intend to back up and leave the store a car pulls in and parks directly behind you in the street. It’s a familiar red car owned by none other than Jason Carver himself. You roll down your window and stick your head out to yell at him.

“HEY ASSHOLE DO YOU MIND.”

“Not at all, sweetheart not at all.”

Jason pays you no mind as he continues walking. You’re not going to let this asshole win however. Rolling your window back up and putting the car in reverse you quickly backup directly into Jason Carvers car. Eddie automatically begins laughing hysterically on the side of the road and Jason Carver comes running back to his car.

“YOU BITCH! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO MY BABY!”

“Whoops. Now get out of my way.”

***

“WHOOPS?!??? THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT HITTING THAT BOYS CAR?”

“Yes dad. Trust me if you knew him you’d have done the same.”

“No I wouldn’t have. Cause unlike you I didn’t have a dad who was a police chief who could get you out of messes like that. You’re lucky that boy didn’t press charges for one and two you’re lucky that he’s had some run ins in the past that I had to clear in order for him not to press charges.”

“Okay sorry. What do you want me to say here?”

“Is this because I don’t want you going to that college? Is that it? Did you do this as some kind of punishment?”

“Really? That’s where you wanna go. Okay aren’t you punishing me by making me stay here forever because Sarah died and mom left so now nobody can control their own lives?”

“Leave them out of this.”

“Fine then stop planning my life for me.”

“I’m your father and that’s my right.”

“Okay so what I want doesn’t matter?”

“You’re 18 y/n! You have no idea what you really want and you won’t for a long time!”

“Please dad why? Why is it so hard for you to trust me? I want to go to Indiana State! I want you to trust me to make my own choices. I want you to stop trying to control my life just because you couldn’t control yours!”

“You know wha-“ Hopper was cut off yet again by his radio. It was Powell from the station calling in about another emergency that needed the chief's undivided attention.

“This talk isn’t over y/n”

“Yay can’t wait to go through this all again”

You say leaving him before he gets the chance to make another snarky remark towards you. As you walk away you run into your sister Kay who is fuming.

“DID YOU JUST MAIM JASON'S CAR?!??”

“Uh yeah looks like you’ll just have to bike with Eleven”

“Has the fact that you’re completely deranged managed to escape you?”

You don’t bother to address her as you continue to your room. Slamming the door shut in the process.

****

Eddie Munson was not surprised to be met with a more than unhappy Jason Carver first thing Monday morning. As much as it didn’t surprise him, the prospect of having to talk to him exhausted him.

“When I pay someone $50 for a job I expect results.”

“Yeah Carver. I’m working on it.”

“Watching that bitch maim my car doesn’t qualify as a date, freak.”

“Well you know what Carver I was thinking. I don’t think $50 is quite enough to make this girl worth it. I think I’ll be upping my price.”

“Excuse me, freak?”

“100 bucks a date. In advance.”

“Absolutely not. No.”

“Fine, forget about Kay then.” Eddie couldn’t help the shit eating grin on his face as he knew he’d backed Jason into a corner.

“You better hope you’re as smooth as you think you are Munson” Jason said, slapping the 100 dollars into Eddie’s hand and walking away.

***

Mike and Dustin spent time discussing how on earth they were going to help Eddie and y/n get together. They came to no other conclusion than deciding they had to come clean and tell him the entire plan. So the next after school when the Hellfire meeting ended and the rest of the boys cleared out. Mike and Dustin decided to stay behind in an attempt to talk to Eddie.

Eddie notices the boy's presence in the room but says nothing as he continues to clean.

Only hearing the quiet bickering of the boys decided which one of them will be the one to tell him. He’s finally had enough of it once he’s finished cleaning and they’re still bickering.

“So do either of you wanna tell me why you’re still here and I still managed to clean up everything by myself?”

Dustin pushes Mike towards Eddie, to where Eddie is towering above Mike in an intimidating stance.

“W-well Eddie. Dustin and I know what you’re trying to do with Y/n. We know about the plan with Jason.”

“Oh, do you now? And what are you two going to do about it?”

“W-well that’s the thing. We wanted to help you out.”

“Really and why is that?”

Dustin steps forward placing a hand on Mike’s shoulder. “Well Eddie you see Mike wants to date Eleven so we had Lucas convince Jason to pay you to ask y/n out. But we see you’ve had some trouble with y/n and we think we can help you out by getting in-tell on what y/n likes and doesn’t like.”

Eddie stands there surprised and impressed that these two freshmen have been able to pull this off. “What is with these sisters? Jesus? Is kissing them like crack or something? Why does everyone want them?”

“Wha-Eddie no that’s not the point. Are you gonna let us help you or not?”

“Fine. Henderson, Wheeler. You’re my minions. Get in-tell on the beast and report back to me. Got it? Or the next campaign will be very painful for the two of you.”

“Eddie, that's great. We’ve already got one way for you to get to know her. See here” Dustin hands Eddie a flyer. “This is for Steve Harrington's party this Friday night. You’re gonna bring her to this.”

“You’re quite the optimist Henderson. She won’t even so much as spit in my direction let alone go to a party with me.”

“Don’t worry we’re working on it. You sit tight and we’ll come find you when we have more in-tell and a plan for you to get her to the party.”

And with that Dustin and Mike left Eddie alone in the hellfire room. Eddie looked at the flyer and signed. This whole arrangement was becoming complicated and the task at hand was challenging. Was any amount of money worth this?

***

Back at your house Mike and Dustin are inside with Eleven and Kay.

“So uh, Kay did you hear about Steve Harrington's party on Friday?”

“Of course I heard about it Dustin. How did you hear about it? You won’t even be allowed in the door?”

“Oh I’m friends with Steve. Don’t worry about it. Are you gonna go?”

“I really really want to but again I’m not allowed to go unless y/n does. It’s total bullshit. Anyways here’s y/n’s room. If I let you three in here you have to swear on your life she’ll never find out or I’m so dead.”

The three children sweat on Dustin’s mother before Kay lets them into your room. Looking around they see plenty of rock and roll band posters, plenty of books strewn about and plenty of bookshelves, lots of horror movie posters and horror novels and some posters for poetry slams. Mike and Dustin also make sure to ask Eleven basic questions about your likes and dislikes. Finding out that you hate jocks and douchey guys and that you love spicy Mexican food. They gather as much information as they can and make sure to leave before you get home, hoping they left everything just as they found it. Upon your arrival home you don’t suspect a thing.

***

Mike and Dustin bike all the way across town to The Hideout where they know Eddie is most likely to be. Making their way in the bar they’re surprised at the lack of security as they just waltz right in. Taking in the stench of cigarettes, booze and what’s most likely marijuana. Looking around the bar they see the instruments still set up from the Corroded Coffin set they must have done that night. As they continue to scan the bar they find Eddie and his band mates at a pool table taking turns and drinking. Dustin marches up to Eddie and taps him on the shoulder causing Eddie to turn around angrily until he realizes it’s just Dustin and not some drunkard complaining about his music.

“Ah my minions. Pray tell what information dost thou bring me?”

“Well we discovered she likes rock and roll so here’s a list of bands she likes, she loves really spicy Mexican food, the girl is obsessed with reading, horror movies and horror novels, she hates jocks and douchey guys, and loves poetry readings”

“Okayyyy so I’m what? Supposed to take her to get some enchiladas, buy her a book and then slam poetry with her?”

Dustin scoffs and ignores the sarcasm in Eddie’s voice.

“Eddie, have you ever been to Oliver’s cafe?”

“No. Why?”

“They’re having a poetry slam there tomorrow.”

“No-no absolutely not. Eddie “the freak” Munson cannot walk into some poetry club. Absolutely not.”

***

As Eddie walked into the cafe he felt embarrassed. He didn’t let that stop him however as he held his he’d high and strode through the cafe ignoring the onlookers who stared at him. The poet was up on stage reading their poems and Eddie scanned the crowd of people at their tables and finally found you.

Sitting at a small table with Robin and Nancy he watched as you would sip your coffee and occasionally smile at the poems being read aloud. You and Nancy both look interested in the poet but Robin looks bored out of her mind and is bouncing her leg most likely due to the caffeine intake.

Eddie decided instead of taking a strong approach like normal that he would let you come to him. So he takes a seat by himself at the bar and orders an espresso.

Walking up to the counter for a refill on your coffee you can’t help but notice the metal head at the bar who sticks out like a sore thumb. He doesn’t seem to notice you but you know he has to be there for you. Grabbing your coffee and walking over to his seat you begin to whisper so as not to interrupt the poet or disturb other guests.

“If you’re here to ask me out again you might as well just take that and shov-“

“Do you mind? I can’t hear Lillian’s poem and you’re kind of ruining it for me. I can’t wait for Jenna Scruff to get up there next.”

Eddie takes his espresso and sits at an empty table nearby. Leaning back in his chair to listen to the poet. You take the bait and sit next to him for a moment continuing your conversation in a hushed tone.

“You? You know Jenna Scruff's work?”

“Yeah why? Don’t you?”

As Lillian finished her poetry set instead of snapping everyone clapped for once. Eddie took the opportunity to tell you something.

“I was watching you before when you were listening to the poems. I’ve never seen you smile so genuinely before you were beautiful”

Upon his last three words the clapping had ceased and the entire cafe was able to hear what he had said. Earning a crowd's worth of ooo’s and awes causing your whole face to turn beat red.

Eddie doesn’t let up as the next poet gets on stage and starts their set. He continues to talk to you in a hushed tone. “Come to Harringtons party with me?”

You sigh and take a sip of your coffee. “You never give up do you” you begin to stand from the table coffee in hand as you make your way back to your friends.

“Was that a yes?” Eddie tried to shout yet still whisper.

“No.”

“Well then was that a no?”

As you sat down at the table with your friends you looked back at Eddie and whisper shouted back. “No.” Sipping your drink with a smug smile.

“I’ll see you at 9:30 then” as Eddie said 9:30 he made sure to hold up nine fingers, then three, then a zero.

Eddie didn’t leave after asking you that. Instead he stayed at the poetry slam and just watched you. Watched the way you reacted to things. Watched when you smiled. Took note of things you liked. Things you did. He wasn’t sure why. He had no reason to still be there. He’d tell himself for the time being it was just extra research for the mission at hand.

***

It’s Friday night and you’re sitting on the couch In your usual attire as Kay walks out of her room in a red dress and heels walking towards the door trying to avoid Hopper's attention. And failing.

Hopper rises from the couch and catches Kay at the door. “So kid, where ya headed?”

“Uhhh well if you wanna know. I’m headed to a study group.”

“You mean a party?”

Hopper turns to you. “Y/n do you know anything about a party” you shake your head No and turn your attention back to your book.

“Kay you know the rules. If y/n doesn’t go then you don’t go. End of story.”

Kay turns to you. Red face full of fury and marches up to you snatching the book out of your hand. “CAN’T YOU BE NORMAL? JUST FOR ONCE?”

You try to reach for the book but to no avail. “Define normal for me real quick?”

“Uh, going to Steve Harrington's party normal? I thought Steve was a friend of yours so why not just go for me please?”

“No Kay, those parties are just excuses for people to get drunk and rub up against each other to distract from the emptiness of their meaningless consumer driven lives.”

Kay pills out the puppy dog eyes. “Please for one night can you not be a complete nuisance and just do me this one favor. Pleaseeeeeee”

Looking into her sad eyes was just too much. You found yourself caving cause you couldn’t stand to see those eyes.

“Fine. One appearance.”

Kay jumped up and down squealing and Hopper looked utterly defeated. You didn’t bother to change your clothes but grabbed a jacket for the night. As you opened the door your sister was already running to Jason Carver's car but as much as you wanted to protest, you had a much more urgent matter. The matter of the metal head standing on your front porch.

“What are you doing here?”

“9:30 right? Sorry I know I’m a little early.”

Eddie Munson had never been early for a date in his life. But figured tonight he could make an exception.

“Fine. Whatever. But we’re taking my car.”

Eddie let you lead the way to your car and couldn’t hide the smile that grew on his face upon earning his small victory with you.

***

Upon arrival at the party Eddie continues to let you lead the way. You pass all the booze and drugs and fun stuff and immediately just start wandering through the house. Much to Eddie’s disappointment. However he isn’t going to let anything happen to you at this party so he attempts to keep up.

Getting interrupted as he follows you. Some cheerleader he recognizes as Jason Carver's ex tries to grab onto him. “KISS ME” she yells in his face as she attempts to jump on him. Eddies quick however and grabs her spinning her around as he shoves her towards some other poor nerd. “Kiss him instead” and she does immediately. He continues on his way to try and keep up with you having to jog a bit having lost you.

You find yourself standing in what appears to be a smoke filled living room full of people drinking and making out. You’re suddenly met with the one and only Jason Carver.

“Well well well look what the cat dragged in”

Jason chides as he circles you. Almost as if you were some kind of prey.

“According to that receding hairline of yours Carver I wouldn’t joke about others getting dragged.” You turn on heel to attempt leaving the living room but Jason quickly blocks you.

“So y/n. You see your sister around? She got away from me for a second.”

“I think it'd be best if you stayed away from my sister Jason.”

“Oh sure y/n. Of course. But let’s see if she stays away from me.” He gets very close to your face and winks before leaving you standing by yourself in the doorway of the living room.

***

As you walk through the house attempting to find your sister Kay you’re met by the devastating sight of her already leaned up against him by a wall. Making your way to her you’re met by Jason’s annoying voice.

“Well well well y/n would you look who found me again.”

Choosing to ignore Jason you grab your sister's arm and attempt to speak to her but she quickly stops you. “Y/n! Please don’t talk to me in public.”

“Kay please I just wanna tell you something.”

“Can’t it wait till later? I’m trying to enjoy my life for once so can you leave me alone and try to do the same?”

Kay rips her arm from your grasp and continues walking through the house wrapped in Jason’s arm.

As you stand there dumbfounded Eddie is finally able to reach you. But not before you can take a shot of the first drink you see. Intending to get very wasted for the night.

“Jesus y/n where the hell did you go I’ve been looking everywhere” Eddie was clearly exasperated from the recent efforts.

“I’m getting trashed, man. Isn’t that what you do at parties?”

“I mean I say do what you want.”

“Funny. You’re the only one. I’ll catch you later.” You turn on your heel and disappear into the crowd behind you.

Normally this would be the point in the night where Eddie gives up and goes home but Eddie isn’t going to just leave you here at some party with no way to get home because you’re getting drunk. As Eddie continued through the house it took him quite a while to find you in a place this big in a sea of this many people. Henderson was right, Harrington really knew how to throw a party.

When Eddie finally found you he attempted to take the shot in your hand away because he could very clearly tell that you’d had too many. You refused however and continued through the house finding a very sturdy table that your drunk little brain thought would be perfect to stand on. You know what this table might be perfect to dance on too?

Eddie could see where this was going and was intent on stopping you until he was blocked by none other than Jason Carver.

“How did you do it man?”

Eddie was confused and already over this conversation. “Do what?”

“Get her to act like a human being.”

Eddie didn’t get the chance to answer as the crowd of people in the room behind him started to cheer and he found you in nothing but a light tank job and jeans now dancing on top of the table as a group of teens cheered you on.

Your body was all sorts of languid and you were just feeling loosey goosey so you were bending and snapping and just in general dirty dancing all over the place. Your drunk little brain couldn’t explain why but a large portion of the dance moves were directed to the metal head standing at the edge of the table watching you. Standing up fully after one particular bend has you smacking your head hard on the chandelier above you. Almost knocking you out.

As you fall backwards you're caught by a pair of arms and you find yourself face to face in Eddie Munsons arms who looks distressed. He gets you away from the table and sets you on the floor. “Hey y/n look at me. You okay?”

You attempt to stand up on your own. “I’m fine” your words are slurred as you collapse into his arms again and he attempts to walk you outside.

“Eddie I just- I just need to lie down for a minute”

“No if you lie down you’ll go to sleep”

“Sleep hahaha. But sleepy is good?”

“Not if you have a concussion.”

He sits you down outside letting you get some fresh air as he continues to check to make sure you’re okay. Unable to keep yourself up right Eddie wraps an arm around you and carries you fully outside the party and into Harrington's front yard.

As Eddie guides you to the porch swing you can’t help but wonder why he’s even here. “Why are you helping me?” You manage to mutter out.

“Like i said you might have a concussion y/n.”

“You don’t care if I ever wake up Munson”

“Sure I do.”

“Why?”

“Cause then I’d have to start taking out girls who actually like me.”

“Like you could ever find one.”

“Oh see that. Who needs affection when you give such blinding hatred”

You start to pass out in his arms again and he sets you on one of the tire swings that’s hanging from a tree in Harrington's yard. You’re able to sit by yourself for a moment before almost falling out of the swing and Eddie catches you once again. Finding he now also needs a break he sits in the tire swing next to yours.

Eddie turns to look at you. “Why do you let him get to you?”

“Who?”

“Jason.”

“Ugh. God I hate him.”

“Well drowning yourself in Vodka and Rum seems like the perfect revenge option I see.”

You laugh at his words and Eddie can’t help but smile back. Seeing as this is the first time he’s made you smile he thinks he’ll remember this moment as a win. That is until he looks back at you to see your arms dropped to your sides and your eyes closed as if you’ve fainted.

Eddie jumps up quickly, taking your hand in his and using his free hand to stroke your face.

“Y/n?!? Y/n?!? Come on, wake up. Come on, open your eyes!”

And you do it slowly. Your eyes connect with his big brown eyes. You can’t help but admire the way they shine in the moonlight.

“Hey. Your eyes. They have a little gold in them”

You smile at him as he says it and Eddie can’t help but admire your entire face. Your smile seems to light up every feature you have and he almost begins to memorize it before you lower your head again and rub your temples. Without meaning to, he strokes the back of your head just thankful you woke up and that you’re okay.

***

As Eddie drives you home he actually finds himself quite content. You seem much better now and your music taste isn’t bad.

“UGHHHH i should be like these people!”

Eddie turns his attention from the road to you. “Be like what people?”

You point your hand at the radio repeatedly. “These. These peoples I should be like these people. Speaking their mind and doing what they want. I bet my father would love that.”

As he pulls up to your house and turns the car off he turns to you and begins to speak in a serious tone. “You don’t seem like the kind of girl who cares what her dad thinks.”

You scoff. “Oh so now you think you know me?”

“I’m getting there.”

“The only thing people know about me is that I’m some monster of a woman.”

“Yeah well…I’m no town heartthrob either.”

As you turn to look at him you begin to realize the two of you aren’t so different. That gold glimmer in his deep brown eyes seems to say something to you. Almost pulling you into them. And as Eddie stared back at you he began to realize that maybe you weren’t the monster everyone painted you out to be. Maybe he’d judged you the way everyone judges him.

The look lingers just a little too long until Eddie points to your house trying to clear the tension. “So uh your dad. I assume having the chief of police as a father must be a pain in the ass.”

“Pfft. That’s one way to put it. Although I wouldn’t so much say pain in the ass as much as I’d say he just wants to make my life into something I don’t want. Make me into somebody that I’m not.”

“And who does he want to make you into?”

“Kay” you say with a frilly attitude that would match your sisters.

“Ah. I see. Kay. No offense or anything I’m sure Kay is great and I know everyone digs her but she’s without.”

You turn to look at him again. Smiling as you do. “You know. You aren’t what I thought you’d be.”

“What? Mean and scary?. Can I be honest with you here? I thought you’d be kind of mean and scary too. I mean you are kind of mean but definitely not scary.”

You can’t help but laugh at what he says and upon laughing you realize nobodies made you laugh like that for a really long time. As your laugh dies down and you gaze into his eyes again you begin to lean in for a kiss.

Eddie can see you leaning in. He almost leans in too but he can’t bring himself to do it. Nothing about the situation feels right. You’re drunk and he got paid to take you out. He wants to kiss you. But not like this.

Eddie clears his throat. “Maybe we should do this at a different time.”

You pull away and reach for the door handle. Immediately leaving the car and running inside feeling insulted and embarrassed. This guy spends all this time trying to get you to go out with him only to reject you when you try to kiss him. What the hell?

As you wait inside you watch as Eddie pulls out of your driveway in his van and watch as he fades into the distance. Surprised as you see your younger sister Kay getting dropped off by Steve Harrington rather than her own date. She takes a while to come inside and you’re about to ask her what that was about but upon seeing the smile she’s dawning when she walks in you decide to drop it. Just for tonight.

***

Walking into Ms O’Donnell’s class Monday morning was going to be a pain in the ass. You could already tell. But when you walked in and we’re greeted by Jason asking you how much he owes you for the table dance you gave at the party, it confirmed this hour was going to be a rough one. Jason’s cruel remarks were met by Ms O’Donnell’s personal brand of snark.

Ms O’Donnell began speaking about the classes next assignment and how you would be recreating your own version of sonnet 141. You raise your hand to ask a question.

“Yes, what could you possibly have a problem with now Ms Hopper?”

“Do you want this in Iambic pentameter?”

Ms O’Donnell turns to face you with a dumbfounded expression.

“So you have no qualms about the assignment?”

“Uh no? I think it’s a good assignment. I’m excited about it!”

Ms O’Donnell chuckles at you. “Go to the office.”

“Wait what?”

“Out. Get out. I don’t know what game you’re playing but go to the office.”

So you gather your belongings and leave the classroom.

***

As Mike and Dustin sit with Eddie at lunch the boys begin to interrogate him about what happened with you the night of the party.

“Seriously Eddie what did you do to her?”

Eddie takes a cashew and throws it at Mike. “I didn’t do anything Wheeler. In fact I was a gentleman who didn’t do anything because she was drunk and that would be wrong.”

“Ughhhh Eddie, our plan was working!”

Dustin comes running back to Eddie and Mike after attempting to talk to you.

“So Dustin what’d she say?”

“Well she said she hates him with the fire of a thousand suns. Those were her exact words.”

Eddie puts his face in his hands and rubs his face. “Thank you for the helpful encouragement Dustin.”

Mike puts his hands in the air “hey maybe all she needs is a few days to cool off” as he says this the three boys just narrowly dodge the sandwich you’d “accidentally” thrown in their direction when you tripped walking past their table.

Eddie turns back to the boys. “I think she might need more than a few days.”

***

“God Nance, can you imagine going to prom? How ridiculous would that be.”

“I don’t know y/n it could be fun. I’d love to go if only Jonathan would ask me.”

“Ugh you really wanna get all dolled up and listen to a band that totally blows while all these losers girate and look for excuses to hump each other? You agree with me, right Robin?”

As you turn to Robin you can already see her disagreeing with you. “I’d love to go to prom. But we all know why I can’t ask anybody so no prom for me.”

Nancy throws her hands up in surrender.

”Alright alright we’re not going then. It’s not like I’ve got a dress anyways.”

“Nancy, you're looking at it all wrong. By not going we’ll be making a statement.”

“Oh yippee cause you don’t do that everyday.”

***

As Kay stands in the gym trying to make the ball go into the basket a pair of arms wraps around her to make the shot. Turning around afterwards she finds herself face to face with Jason.

“So Kay. About prom?”

“Jason you know I can’t go to prom unless y/n does.”

“She is going to prom.”

“What? Since when?”

Jason picks up another ball and twirls it on the top of a finger. “Oh let’s just say I’m taking care of it.” He places the ball into Kay’s hand and takes his leave.

***

Sitting on his usual bench in the forest Jason hands Eddie about $200. “Here freak. This should cover the tickets and the tux. Everything.”

Eddie holds the money in his hands for a moment contemplating. He thinks about you and how wrong this is to do to you. “Nah man. I think I’m out. I don’t wanna play this game anymore.” He hands the money back to Jason and is about to stand up from the bench.

Jason begins to panic, reaching for his wallet. “Here freak. How about we make is 300?”

Eddie looks down at the money. Money he could really use. But this is so wrong on so many levels. He shouldn’t be doing this to you. Jason places the money in his hands anyways and Eddie’s hands close around it and he releases a heavy sigh as Jason leaves the table. Guilt riddling its way through his body.

Now Eddie really needed a plan to get back in your good graces.

****

On that following Saturday Eddie drove to the music store where you’d hit Jason’s car. He was happy to see your car sitting outside and decided to head in.

In the music shop you made your way from the cassettes and records all the way to the back where they kept the instruments. You grabbed this snazzy green guitar off the wall. The one you visited every weekend. As you grabbed it you found a nearby stool to sit on and practice as you continued to try and follow the song playing on your Walkman. Someday you planned on saving up your money and buying this very guitar.

As Eddie walked through the store he finally spotted you in the back and walked up to you. You were so into playing your music that you hadn’t noticed him standing behind you. He observed the way you played it and how gentle you were with the instrument. He was reminded of the time he went to get sweetheart from this very store. He’d saved up all his money for months and Wayne pitched in a little and even drove him to go get it.

Seeing you sitting there playing like that so peacefully Eddie decided not to disturb you. Not today. He’d make a better plan to make it up to you. So he backed away slowly and left the store.

You couldn’t help the feeling of being watched. Looking around to see nobody. You continued to play nonetheless.

The next day you took a trip down to your favorite bookstore and began looking at the horror novels. And as you walk down the aisle you feel that similar feeling of being watched. That is until you turn the corner at the end of the isle and are face to face with Eddie.

“Excuse me, do you know where they keep Stephen Kings “The Talisman”? I seem to have lost my copy.”

“What are you doing here Munson?”

“I heard they might have a poetry reading in here today. Figured I’d stop by.”

“You’re so-“

“charming?Wholesome?”

“More like unwelcome.”

You continue to look through the books as Eddie becomes visibly frustrated.

“You’re not as mean as you think you are, you know that?”

“And you’re not as badass as you think you are.”

“Ooooh someone still has her panties in a twist.”

“Don’t for one minute think that you had any effect whatsoever on my panties.”

“Well I had an effect on something. What was it?”

“Other than my body needing to faint that night then nothing.”

You find the copy of The Talisman and shove it to his chest and walk out of the store.

***

Dustin, Mike, and Eddie are sitting around at lunch yet again discussing you.

“You’re right twirps. She’s still pissed.”

“Sweet love renew thy force!” Dustin said a little too loud causing Eddie to smack the back of his head.

“Hey! Henderson! Don’t say shit like that around me. People can hear you.”

Mike chirps in. “You embarrassed y/n. Sacrifice your dignity and even the score for her.”

Eddie leaves Dustin and Mike alone at the table and goes to think of a plan on his own.

“Mike don’t say shit like that to Eddie, people can hear you.”

Mike scoffs and leaves Dustin at the table by himself.

***

The next day Eddie goes to make a deal with Robin. Eddie slipped Robin a $50 and in exchange Robin was to gather the band kids at lunch and make sure y/n was there.

At lunch everything was a bit odd. The entire hellfire table was empty and instead of sitting at your normal table, Robin and Nancy had insisted you sit at the band kids table today closest to the stage.

After sitting at lunch for a few minutes the curtains begin to open and you turn around to see instruments set up and people walking onstage. You recognize Eddie immediately and the rest of his band mates from Corroded coffin.

As Eddie got on stage he pointed to Robin and the entire band around you stood up and began to play a familiar tune at a rather loud volume. A few moments later Eddie started to play his guitar and the rest of his bands instruments came to life as Eddie began to play “I was made for loving you” by Kiss.

He pointed to you and then hopped from the stage down onto the table you were sitting at. At this point you couldn’t help the smile and laughter that had erupted on your face as the principal and school security started chasing Eddie and his band mates through the cafeteria for their unwanted performance as the entire student body laughed at them.

If this wasn’t enough to get back into your good graces then Eddie had no idea what would.

As you watched Eddie get dragged out of the cafeteria you couldn’t help but wonder how on earth you were going to help him get out of detention today.

****

After school detention with Mr Hans was always a nightmare you knew but you also knew he wasn’t the most competent teacher. Easily distracted or so you’d hoped.

As you walked into the quiet classroom and asked to talk to Mr Hans about improving the school's drama department.

As Mr Hans turned back to his desk you made eye contact with Eddie and motioned towards the window. He finally caught your drift and began to slowly move. As Eddie began to move you focused all your attention on making sure Mr Hans didn’t see Eddie making a run for it.

“Mr Hans, I really think we could use a new costume manager!” You said as you grabbed his arm roughly turning his back to Eddie. As you grabbed his arm you quickly began to try and find something to say.

“Wow Mr Hans! Your biceps are huge! You don’t take steroids do you? I heard steroids can have a negative effect on your uh…well you know?” At this point the entire class in detention is howling at your awkward display and Eddie attempts to escape. As Eddie snuck around a few more desks almost at the window the floor begins to creek and Mr Hans almost turns around.

“That’s not the point Mr Hans, the point is that the costume department should be focused on more because I think our plays always fall short due to our lack of good costuming!”

“No offense Ms Hopper but our plays usually fall short due to poor acting?”

“Well this would be a great misdirection! Using great costumes for people to focus on rather than the poor acting!”

“Misdirection? Why do we care about misdirection?”

Eddie was almost home free just outside the window and Mr Hans was thinking about what you said when there was another creek. Still talking to you he began to turn around in Eddie’s direction. “Okay so how do we get them to focus less on the bad acting then?”

You quickly grab your shirt and lift it up flashing everyone in the room. Eddie included. But you thought he wouldn’t be able to see you from his vantage point.

“Like this!”

Eddie grabbed a quick glance before using the opportunity to jump out the window and run for it. Once you see he’s out of the room you slowly lower your shirt and swallow the embarrassment of having your peers now know what your breasts look like.

“Well now that you’ve seen the plan Mr Han I’m gonna go and uh run the plan by someone else. So uh thanks for your time and I’ll be going.” That’s all you said before running out of the classroom at top speed.

***

As you sat in Eddie van laughing as he drove he couldn’t help but thank you for helping him sneak out of detention.

“So uh how did you keep Mr Hans distracted?”

“Oh I uh dazzled him with my….wits?”

Eddie chooses not to bring up that although you may have dazzled him it most definitely wasn’t with your wits. Instead he chooses to steer the conversation in a different direction.

“So what’s your excuse Y/n?”

“For?”

“For acting the way we do?”

“I don’t like to do what people expect me to do. Why should I live my life based on what other people want me to do?”

“Ah I see. You disappoint them from the start and then you don’t have to worry about disappointing them ever again?”

“Something like that.”

“Then you screwed up.”

“How?”

“You never disappointed me.”

There was no point in hiding the smile or blush that crept onto your face at his words. As he continued to drive Eddie pulled into a parking lot and turned to you.

“So. You up for it?”

“Up for what?”

You turn to look at where Eddie has taken you and see that he’s taken you to a paintball range. You already know you’re gonna try and kick his ass.

***

Eddie is the first to get hit by your red paint but he quickly retaliates by covering you in blue paint. Running around ducking behind random objects as you hid from each other. As Eddie missed and you laughed at him he quickly hit you with another one square in the stomach knocking the air out of you.

“Ooooo you’re so dead Munson”

You chased him and managed to get him covered in all sorts of colors. Making sure to smother his face in red paint. Eddie wasn’t going to go easy on you however, making sure you were covered in just as much paint as he was. Keeping the majority of your paint blue.

You finally ran out of paintballs and Eddie was the only one with paint left. You put your hands up in surrender and he pulled you in for a side hug. As you embraced you felt him slam the last ball of paint over your head causing blue paint to smear down your face. And you quickly ran away laughing.

As you two ran, Eddie tackled you and the two of you collapsed into a bail of heigh that had been setup for the paintball field. As he lay on top of you in the bail of heigh Eddie can’t help but admire you. Even covered in paint you still managed to be one of the most beautiful creatures he’d ever seen. So he leaned down and captured your lips into a tender kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him closer into the kiss. Pulling away you both had purple lips.

What Eddie hadn’t realized during the kiss was that you’d stolen paintballs from him. So when he pulled away and gazed into your eyes you slammed the pain in his face and giggled as you ran away. If he could have bottled the giggle and drank it he would have.

After your paintball adventure, you and Eddie helped each other clean off before he drove you home. As the two of you got out of the van and walked towards the cabin Eddie continued the conversation from the car.

“No y/n none of that’s true scouts honor” he did this silly little salute that made you smile.

“So no satanic rituals?”

“Nope, just a game. So is it true you bit a kid's thumb off?”

“Rumor. Okay now is it true that your music is hypnotic?”

“Shouldn’t all music be? Is it true you kicked Andy so hard one of his balls had to be retrieved in an operation?”

“Fact! But he deserved it I swear. He tried to grope me in class.”

“Fair enough”

As you both took a seat on the porch of the cabin you turned to Eddie and took a more serious tone. “Okay Ed’s. Tell me something true.”

“Something true?……hm….. I hate broccoli.”

You let out a laugh but didn’t let up. “No, something real. Something nobody else knows.”

He brushed some hair out of your face as he looked at you.

“Okay. Well I know you’re sweet” he kisses your left cheek. “And sexy” a kiss to the right.

“And completely hot for me”

You scoff “you’re very confident in yourself Munson.”

You both laugh but kiss him anyway and he pulls away.

“Go to the prom with me?”

“Is that a request or a command?”

“Come on. Go with me?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Cause it’s a stupid dance for stupid people and I’m not a stupid person and neither are you.”

“Come on…people won’t expect you to go?”

“Why are you pushing this Eddie? What’s in this for you?”

Eddie has to think of an excuse and fast.

“What? So now I need an excuse to want to hang out with you?”

“Answer the question Eddie.”

“You need therapy, you know that. You need some real help because not everything comes with ulterior motives.”

You scoff and run inside. You don’t need this. You guys had an amazing day together so why did he have to go and ruin everything?

***

Kay approached Hopper very cautiously. Knowing the most likely way this conversation is to go. “Hey dad.”

“Hey kid, whatcha need?”

“Well I was wondering if it would be okay for me to go to the prom?”

“Is y/n going to the prom?”

“Well no bu-“

“Then the answer is no. I know you wanna go to prom just to see that boy Jason again anyways.”

“Oh come on dad. Y/n doesn’t even want to go and yet here I am dying to go and I can’t.”

“Do you know what happens at prom, young lady?”

“Yes dad. People dance, kids make memories, people live their lives like normal human beings and yeah sure the dumb ones make mistakes but I’m not a dumb one.”

“Huh that’s what you think happens. Kids making memories is exactly what keeps the station busy on prom nights in this town.”

“Can we ignore the fact that you’re unhinged for like two seconds and focus on me wanting to be a normal kid for one night?”

“This discussion was over the minute you started it, Kay. You’re not going to prom with that Jason boy and that’s final. You’re not going unless y/n is.”

Kay sighed and walked away from her father.

As you walked past Kay’s room and heard the sounds of her crying you couldn’t help but feel guilty. So you knocked on the door and when you got the okay you went in.

“Listen I know you hate having to sit at home cause I’m not little miss popular anymore.”

“Like you actually care y/n”

“I do care! But I’m a firm believer in doing something because you want to do it and not because someone else wants you to do them.”

“Well I wish I had that luxury y/n. You know I’m the only sophomore who got asked to the prom and I can’t go because you don’t feel like it.”

You sighed and looked down at your hands.

“Jason never told you we went out did he?”

“Pfft sure y/n”

“Freshman year. We went out for a whole month.”

Kay Scoffs. “Why?”

“Well because he was Jason. And I was me. At the time anyways. Everyone expected us to.”

“But you hate Jason?”

“I do now. I didn’t then.”

“So, what happened between you two?”

“You sure you wanna know?”

Kay was nervous now but nodded her head.

“Well I slept with him. Just once. He pressured me into it and everyone I knew was doing it. Everything had just happened with Mom leaving after Sarah died and I made a mistake. When I told him I didn’t want to anymore afterwards he dumped me for Chrissy. After that I swore I wouldn’t do anything just because other people wanted me to. And I haven’t since. Well besides Harrington's party.”

“How did I never know?”

“I told Jason if he ever told anyone that the whole school would find out just how small his dick is.”

You both chuckled at that but then Kay stopped laughing. Now feeling bad that she hadn’t been there for you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I wanted you to make up your own mind. I didn’t want you to do anything because I wanted you to.”

Kay began to grow angry now. “So instead you decided to just team up with dad and keep me locked in here all the time is that it? You think I’m stupid enough to repeat your mistakes?”

“Kay I’m sorry. I thought I was protecting you.”

“BY NOT LETTING ME EXPERIENCE ANYTHING FOR MYSELF?”

“Not all experiences are good Kay! Not everyone can be trusted!”

“Well I guess I’ll never know will I?”

Kay stood by her bedroom door and motioned for you to get out so you did. Feeling the harsh wind as Kay slammed the door behind you.

****

You took the weekend to debate and felt a growing guilt over your sisters' missed experiences due to your mistrust of people. So you decided to go to the prom with Eddie and allow your sister to go as well.

“Bye dad, I'm going to the prom!”

“Very funny y/n.” Before he could even ask, you were out the door. As Kay came down the stairs.

“Kay what is that?”

“This is a prom dress dad. Don’t you like it? Eleven helped me make it.”

“Yes it’s very pretty bu-“

The knock at the door interrupted Hoppers thoughts as Kay opened the door to a handsomely dressed Steve Harrington holding a bouquet of flowers. As Kay and Steve turned to leave, Hopper stopped them.

“Explain.”

“Well dad. You said I couldn’t go to the prom unless y/n had a date and she found this guy who’s actually really perfect for her and that really worked out for me cause Steve here asked me to the prom and I really really want to go and since y/n went I guess I’m allowed to.”

As Kay grabbed Steve’s hand to run down the driveway Hopper shouted after Steve. “ANY FUNNY BUSINESS WITH MY DAUGHTER AND YOU'LL BE IN CUFFS YOUNG MAN!”

****

The prom was more lively than you had anticipated as you looked through the doors. You were actually quite nervous to be there and still hadn’t found your date as you stood there. Eddie had found you immediately though. He’s pretty sure his eye’s magnetized to you the second you walked through the door and he hasn’t been able to look at anyone else since.

Eddie had been pretty surprised to get your call asking if his prom offer was still on the table but happily accepted. Deal or no deal he was grateful to spend the time with you. He just had to find the right time to come clean about everything and hope you didn’t claw his eyes out.

As you stood by the door Eddie finally plucked up the courage to walk over to you and handed you the rose he’d brought for you. You both compliment each other on how you looked and walked arm and arm into the prom.

“Look Eddie-“ you said, stopping and leaning on a rail. “I’m really sorry I questioned your motives. I was wrong.”

The twinge of guilt rang through Eddie’s chest and it was getting harder to ignore. He didn’t want to ruin the night but he didn’t know how much longer he could keep this from you.

He swallows hard. “You’re forgiven.”

As you began to dance with Eddie you’re swung around quickly to meet the eyes of Nancy.

“Have you seen Jonathan? He promised he’d meet me here?”

“Nance I thought Jonathan said he’d rather drop dead than be caught at prom?”

“Y/n he promised me!”

Eddie pointed across the room to a well groomed Jonathan holding flowers and Nancy squealed and ran to him. Leaving you and Eddie by yourselves once more.

You turn to the stage when you hear them start to play your favorite song and you turn to Eddie. “THEY'RE PLAYING MY SONG!!!”

“I called in a favor sweetheart.”

You jumped up and kissed him before beginning to dance to the music with him once more. And Eddie made sure to hold you tightly close to him.

As you danced with Eddie and held him close he began to speak to you. “Something real. You wanted to know. Everyone thinks I’m a freak cause of my father okay. Town criminal is a real bad guy who hurt a lot of people. Had a reputation. Being his kid meant I had a reputation from the start. There’s your realness” Eddie said as he dipped you towards the ground and you couldn’t help but smile and kiss him again. Appreciating his openness with you.

As the two of you stood back up Eddie was yanked backwards by Jason Carver.

“Hey freak! What the hell is Kay doing here with Steve Harrington? I didn’t pay you to take out y/n so some pretty boy could snake my chance with Kay!”

Upon hearing his words you’re desperately hoping you heard him wrong. Your eyes never leave Eddie’s and you can see the guilt written across his face and Eddie can see the devastation across yours making his heart sink down to his stomach.

“Nothing in it for you huh? No ulterior motive huh?” You say as you shove your way through the crowd angrily. Leaving Eddie and everyone behind.

Eddie doesn’t bother to address Jason as he makes his way through the crowd to chase after you.

Jason makes his way over to Steve.

“You messed with the wrong guy Harrington. Now you’re gonna pay. You and your little bitch.”

Steve puts a couple fingers onto Jason’s chest pushing him away.

“Back away, Carver. You’re crossing a line.”

Jason punches Steve square in the jaw making him fall to the ground. As Jason turns around his own face is met by a fist. None other than Kay.

“SHIT Kay! I have team yearbook photos tomorrow!”

“That’s for hitting Steve” she hits Jason again. “That’s for what you did to y/n”. And knees him in the dick. “And that’s for your stupid little game.”

Rushing over to Steve and helping him stand up she asks Steve if he’s okay.

“Never been better.” Steve says before pulling Kay into a kiss.

****

Outside Eddie finally catches up to you and manages to get in front of you.

“Please please y/n let me explai-“

“You were paid to take me out by the one person I hate the most. I knew this was a setup. And you lied to me about it. Made me feel like I was crazy for not trusting you.”

“Y/n it wasn’t like that okay!”

“Really Eddie? What was it then? A down payment for dating me and the bonus would come once you got into my pants?”

“NO! Y/N I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT THE MONEY I CARED… I cared about you.”

“You are so not who I thought you were, Munson.”

As you turned to leave Eddie grabbed you into one last kiss. If this is how he was going to lose you he was going to steal a kiss before you were gone. You pulled away quickly and ran out of the building holding back tears and Eddie stood in place doing the same.

****

As you sat on the porch of the cabin reading your novel, your sister Kay, your sister Eleven, Mike, and Steve Harrington walked on to the porch as a gaggle of other children piled into Steve’s car.

Eleven handed you a mug of coffee. “Y/n. Are you sure you do not want to go to Steve’s lake house with us? It will be fun?”

“No thank you. You guys make sure to have fun though.”

Kay came up behind Eleven and rested a hand on your shoulder. “Before we go I just wanted to say thanks. For coming last night. It meant alot to me.”

You nodded your head and gave a slight smile.

Watching everyone pile into Steve’s car as Hopper came to sit with you on the porch.

“So y/n. How was the prom.”

“It was fine.”

“Well what was fine about it.”

“Watching Kay beat the hell out of Jason Carver was pretty fun.”

“SHE DID WHAT!”

“What? Mad I rubbed off on her?”

“Nope. Just impressed and proud of my daughters that’s all. All 3 of them. Such bad asses. Did something right I guess.”

He sat closer to you. “You know y/n us fathers can’t always admit when we’re wrong. Can’t always admit when we have to start letting our kids grow up and live their own lives. I guess what I’m saying is. I’m gonna have a real hard time when you’re up at Indiana state.”

Your face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Wait so you’re saying I can go?”

He nodded his head yes and you jumped onto him in an embrace that Hopper welcomed graciously.

****

As Ms O’Donnell stood in front of the class preparing the class for their presentation and mocking Jason about his black eye you couldn’t help but stare directly at your desk. Eddie had actually shown up for class today and you didn’t want to risk looking at him. When Ms O’Donnell asked for volunteers to read their sonnets you raised your hand and went to the front of the class.

Eddie had been watching you all period. Hoping you would look at him. Hoping you would show him any sign that you even cared he was there. But you hadn’t. And now as you stood in front of the class about to read your poem Eddie wouldn’t take his eyes off of you. Taking in the sight and memorizing you as you began to speak.

“I hate the way you talk to me.

I hate the way you don’t cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my truck.

I hate it when you stare.” You glance up quickly from your work and your eyes meet Eddie’s. It’s suddenly very hard to hold back all your pent up emotion. Upon seeing him all the love and pain and hurt you’d felt came rushing back and the tears began to well in your eyes.

“I hate your big dumb leather jacket and the the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick. It even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right.

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh.

Even worse when you make me cry.” By now you’re hardly looking at the words you wrote on the paper. You’re looking at Eddie as the tears begin to become visible to him and your voice is getting higher and squeaky with every passing word.

“I hate it when you’re not around and the fact that you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close. Not even a little bit. Not even at all.”

Your face was beat red and the tears sliding down your face couldn’t be stopped. Eddie felt his heart beat in his throat as he sat there and watched you cry. He almost wanted to stand up and kiss you right then and there and tell you it was all okay but he didn’t. He watched you walk to your desk and grab your bag as you stormed out of the class.

****

The drive home from school was actually nice. You’d turned up the music real loud and rolled down the windows to feel the wind. Taking the long way home from school. Pulling into your driveway at the cabin you couldn’t help but feel relieved knowing you’d get to be alone for a while. Since Hopper was at work and everyone else was at Steve’s cabin.

Walking into your room you immediately stop and drop everything in your hands onto the floor. Walking towards your bed to pick up a green guitar that hadn’t been there when you left. You rush to pick it up and hold it when a voice from behind you makes you jump.

“Nice guitar right?”

“A fender strat? Is it for me?”

“Well that would explain why it’s in your bedroom right? Besides I had some extra cash lying around. Some asshole paid me to take out this really great girl.”

He said it with such sincerity that you couldn’t help but smirk. “Is that right?”

“Yeah but I screwed up big time. I uh. I fell for her. Pretty hard actually I think it might leave a bruise.”

“Really?”

Eddie scoffs and cups your face in his hands. “It’s not everyday you find a girl willing to flash someone to get you out of detention.”

You laugh and cover your face with your hands. Eddie removes your hands from your face and leans in to kiss you tenderly. You kiss him back but pull away.

“You can’t just buy me a guitar and kiss me Everytime you fuck up you know.”

“I know.” Eddie said as he kissed you on the forehead. “That’s why they have bass” a kiss on the right cheek now. “Drums” a kiss on the left cheek. “Hell maybe even a synthesizer” he kisses you on the lips more passionate this time. You allow it and lean into it.

Kissing Eddie back with more fervor as you begin to stumble back towards the bed and you reach for Eddie’s vest and begin to move it down his shoulders and he stops you. Cupping your face in his hands.

“Hey. I mean it. You wanna stop at any point you say the word and we stop. I didn’t give you the guitar to get laid.”

You tug his vest closer to you. “I know. That’s why you’re gonna get laid anyways.”

He has the biggest grin on his face as he leans in to kiss you again and backs you towards the bed until your knees hit it. He removes his vest and his jacket followed by his shirt but he stops there and turns his attention to you.

Tugging on the bottom of your shirt with a raised eyebrow you nod and he lifts it over your head. Inhaling once he sees your breasts. He reaches out and cups them firmly giving your nipples a squeeze making you moan. God he’s been wanting this since the day he saw them in detention.

Moving his hands down he’s groping you everywhere and running his hands up and down your torso as he begins to make out with you again. Pulling his lips away from yours he begins to pepper kisses down your jaw and neck and finds a sensitive spot just under your ear that makes you whine. That’s the spot he chooses to start sucking on.

“Ed-“ your breath hitches when he nibbles on that spot just a little bit. “Ed, if my dad sees this you’re a dead man.”

He pulls away and reaches for your belt loops pulling your body flush against his. “Then I’ll die a happy man.”

His hands undo the button of your pants and you slide them down your legs and kick them off. Eddie pushes you gently onto the bed but doesn’t move himself above you. Instead he’s still standing in front of you. Before he kneels next to the bed. “Hey sweetheart can you spread your legs for me” he whispers as he leaves a trail of kisses down your thighs. You do as he says and spread your legs and he’s able to see a wet patch right In the middle. He leans back and chuckles, causing you to sit up on your elbows slightly frustrated.

“What’s so funny down there?”

“Oh nothing. Just thought you said I didn’t have any effect whatsoever on your panties.”

You laugh and plop back down on the bed and take the initiative to start taking your own panties off since he wants to tease but he quickly sees this and grabs for them himself. Yanking them down the rest of the way and then bringing them to his face to sniff them before balling them up and shoving them In his back pocket.

Spreading your legs a little more using his hands Eddie begins to kiss up your thighs and nibble at parts making you whine. He uses his right hand to run a finger through your folds before running it over your clit making you jump. He can tell you're sensitive and getting worked up so he decided to just dive in. He needed a good meal today anyways.

Once he tastes you however his movements become almost ravenous. Like a vampire who hasn’t had blood in centuries. You taste magnificent to him and he can’t get enough. And judging by the loud moans you're eliciting he thinks you may be enjoying it too. He takes a finger and funs it down to your entrance and pushes in making your gasp out a moan as your hands fly down to Eddie’s hair stroking it.

He pushes his finger all the way in and curls it searching for a special spot. He pulls the finger out but when he pushes back in this time he adds a second finger and curls looking for that spot. When he finds it your whole body twitches underneath him and he smiles. He continues to pump his fingers in and out of you at an increasing pace once he can tell you are close by your increased moans and the tensing he can feel around his fingers.

Everything has hun so turned on that he’s practically humping the edge of the bed just to find some relief. You can feel the coil in you about to snap and you’re about to warn him when he adds a third finger and your orgasm washes over you without warning. Whole body convulses as you chant his name as if he were a god.

He helps you ride your high until you gently push his head away from being overstimulated. Pulling his fingers out of you he licks them one at a time until you grab his hand and pull him up to you. Choosing to lick the last finger clean yourself from wanting to know what you taste like. Eddie groans at the sight of it and he grinds down onto you causing you to moan against his fingers.

Eddie stands back up and looks at you. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

You gather some brain cells and attempt to. I’d yes but Eddie isn’t having that. Leaning over you and taking your chin in his fingers, he makes you look at him. “Words sweetheart. Now are you sure you want to do this.”

You take a deep breath. “Yes Ed’s. I want this.”

Now you sit up and begin undoing his pants for him because he’s taking too long and he lets you. He kicks off his jeans and boxers left standing in your room naked and your eyes fixed on his rather large cock. He’s leaking a bit so you take him into your hand and stroke him a few times. He leans into your touch slightly before pulling away. “Sorry baby but I’m not going to last if we keep doing that.”

As he goes to his jacket to get a condom you stand up from the bed and he looks at you with confusion thinking you might have changed your mind. Instead you grab his hand and lead him back to the bed making him sit down first propped up against the headboard. You straddle his hips and take the condom from his hands.

Ripping it open with your teeth and throwing the wrapper on the table next to you. You take the condom and slowly roll it down his cock and fist it to make sure it fits well on him and he groans at the contact. You move to where you’re hovering right over his cock and you hold eye contact as you begin to slide down.

Eddie is bigger than you’ve ever had so the stretch is a little painful but the kind of pain you’d do over and over again. You try to hold eye contact as long as you can but once he’s fully inside you, you can’t help but throw your head back and roll your eyes once he bucks up into you.

Still feeling sensitive from your last orgasm and the way he’s filling up every sense you have, you're very aware that you won’t last long but you don’t mind because you’re pretty sure he won’t either. You begin to roll your hips and bounce a little on him and Eddie is already a moaning mess underneath you.

His head is buried in the crook of your neck as he kissed and bites every spot he can reach as he fucks up into you. His hand reached down between the two of you and begins to rub your sensitive clit and you know you’re about to explode. You begin to bounce even faster and Eddie’s other hand around your waist is so tight that you know you’ll have an Eddie handprint on your waist when this is over.

As Eddie feels you getting closer and knows he’s coming undone as well he moves his head back against the headboard and moves his hand from your waist to your face and makes you turn to look at him. As he thrusts up into you a final time you watch each other’s expressions as your orgasms wash over the both of you and you sigh in relief as you rest your forehead against his. And his hand moves to rub your back gently as he pecks kisses all over your face.

As the two of you get cleaned up and redressed. The two of you end up dancing in your room half naked to a song that came over the radio. “I was made for loving you” played as Eddie held you close to him. Being shocked back when the two of you heard the front door slam close and the sound of keys being thrown on a table is heard. Eddie quickly grabs his things and runs to the window as you follow with his vest in hand. You try to hand it to him but he refuses pecking a kiss on your head.

“Keep it. It’ll give me an excuse to come back and get it.”

“You’re impossible Eddie Munson.”

“You love me for it y/n”

You roll your eyes. “I hate you”

He grabs your jaw and pulls you into one last tender kiss. “You wish you hated me sweetheart” he says with a wink before he disappears from the window.

Just the two of us

Day 3: Use the words - Kitchen, date and music

Eddie x Fem!reader

Summary: It’s been awhile since you and Eddie were able to have some time to yourselves

a/n: First time i’ve ever written for Eddie, or even a stranger thing character. To be honest I thought my first stranger thing character would have been Steve. But oh well, I love Eddie too! Sorry if he’s a little out of character. I’m so used to only writing for supernatural, I need to get used to his character.

warnings: Flufff!

word count: 1550

It had been a while since you and Eddie had been on a date. To be honest neither of you had been on a proper date together. When the two of you originally got together, you were too wrapped up within each other, and each other’s beds to even care about going on proper dates. Then by the time you both hit senior year, the months of rolling in the sheets caught up to the two of you, and you fell pregnant. Your pregnancy was rough, leading to you missing most of senior year. Eddie felt bad that he had put you in this predicament, so spent a lot of his time caring for you. Unfortunately, you were both held back; but the birth of your daughter Melissa was worth it. The following year, you both got held back again; with no one to babysit during the day due to absent parents and Eddies uncle only able to look after Mel a few days a week, you both decided to wait it out another year. Now Mel was two years old, and both you and Eddie had decided that this year you were going to graduate, no matter what it took. With studying, Mel and the hellfire club, neither of you had had much time for each other, and one night it was agreed that you’d let the hellfire club babysit while the two of you had a date.

Walking up to Dustin’s front door, your nerves were bubbling. Mel was clung to your hip, Eddie bounding down the path ahead of you a little more excitedly, before rasping his knuckles on the door. It didn’t even take one knock, before the door swung open, the curly hair and cheeky grin of Dustin stood at the door, with the others poking their heads over his shoulder.

“D” Mel squealed from your hip, eyes bright and shining at the older male, hands reaching out as she tried to wiggle out of your grip. Gently, you lowered your daughter to the ground, where as soon as her small feet hit the floor, she waddled as quickly as possible to Dustin’s waiting arms. Where he quickly picked her up, throwing her in the air, a giggle escaping her lips, before she landed safely back in his arms and nestling her head into his shoulder.

“Dustin” You stepped forward towards the male in front of you, ready to give him a lecture, but Eddie stepped in, placing a reassuring hand on your lower back.

“Y/n, it’s ok” He smiled over at you before looking at the rest of the hellfire club. “Keep an eye on my princess for me, any issues call us. Don’t keep her up to late” He spoke, waiting for confirmation that everyone had heard him. Once he was happy, he spun around grabbing your hand, before walking you to his van, and holding the door open for you. You climbed in and started to fasten yourself, as he shut the door and joined you.

“Do you think she’ll be ok?” You question, eyes downcast as you start playing and picking at the skin around your nails.

“She’s in good hands” Eddie comforted you, the vans engine revving to life, as he drove off to the trailer park. Climbing out, of your boyfriend’s van, he looked over at you “Are you sure you don’t want to go out, y/n?” His voice is sweet yet laced with worry that you wouldn’t think this date would be enough.

“I’m sure. I want to be close by in case something happens to Mel” You respond, lacing your fingers with his as you walk inside, dumping your shoes and keys by the front door. Your sock covered feet trudged through the trailer, heading to the kitchen. Your head was fuzzy, filled with ‘what ifs’ about Mel. You were so out of it, you didn’t even realise that Eddie had joined you in the kitchen, until a warm hand wrapped around your waist, and a kiss was placed to your hair line.

“She’s fine angel” He whispered, lips ghosting your forehead. “Let’s enjoy tonight” He smiled, moving away, to wash his hands, you following suit. The two of you moved around the kitchen, never once bumping into each other. It was like a perfectly recited dance, as you grabbed bowls from the cupboard as Eddie filled the boiling saucepan on the stove with spaghetti. Dinner wasn’t fancy, but it didn’t have to be, all that mattered was that you were there with your boyfriend.

“Shall we put some music on?” You asked Eddie, looking him in the eyes. He smiled, before walking off to put on a record. You were expecting Metallica, or some other choice of Eddie’s music to fill the air. But instead he had chosen one of your old records, hardly used, that just sat in the back collecting dust. The last time it was used, was to help settle Mel one night when she couldn’t sleep.

You gasped, turning to look at your boyfriend, as the soothing piano of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata filled the air. He just smirked at you, before collecting a couple of candles and placing them on the table, lighting them. “What?” He questioned a laugh rippling from deep within, “I can be romantic sometimes.”

It wasn’t much longer until the timer started beeping, alerting the two of you to the fact that dinner was ready. Eddie started grabbing the plates, as you drained the pasta over the sink, before scooping up the long spaghetti strings and plopping them down in a dish that Eddie had left on the side. He covered the pasta noodles, in the sauce that the two of you had actually made, and not just grabbed from a can.

Eddie ushered you to the table, hand placed gently on your back, guiding you to your chair. He pulled the chair out for you, before helping you sit down and pushing you in; though the scraping of the wooden chair on the floor, sent a shiver down your spine. Next, he placed the food on the table, before sitting down opposite you, smiling gently as he started to tuck in to the delicious homemade meal. You mostly ate in silence, except for the sound of the piano, and Eddie slurping his spaghetti up like a child.

After, you’ve finished eating, Eddie gets up gathering up the dirty dishes and cutlery, you start to push your chair out to help him, but he just shakes his head at you, before wondering to the fridge and pulling out a fresh pot of strawberries. He messes around in the kitchen for a few minutes, before emerging, with the fresh red fruit and some melted chocolate.

“Eddie” you gasp, looking at your boyfriend in shock. He just smiles at you before dipping a strawberry in the chocolate and wiping it across your face. “Eddie!” You yell, though you can’t help the giggles that escape your mouth, which transforms into full blown laughter as he kneels next to you his tongue lapping at the sweetness on your cheek, making you squeal and move away from him. He laughs back at you, a smile over his face. Looking at your crazy boyfriend, you laugh even more when you realise his nose has chocolate on it, and you lean forward giving him a kiss on his nose to help clean everything off.

That’s when you notice that Eddie is quiet, and serious; a complete 360 from his behaviour just minutes ago. You shuffle closer to where he’s kneeling on the floor. “Bub, are you ok?” You question, trying to look into his eyes.

He shifts slightly, hands fidgeting in his pocket, before he smiles at you. “Never been better” He replies, still not fully looking at you.

“Are you su-“He cuts off your question, by leaning in placing his lips against yours. You shut your eyes savouring the taste of the chocolate on his lips. The kiss was short and gentle, and when he pulls away, you notice that his eyes are teary, but before you can question him further, he starts talking.

“I-I kept trying to find the right time to do this.” He looked down at the red velvet box in his hand. “I-I had a long speech planned but screw it.” He opens the box revealing a simple silver band with a small diamond. “I know its not much. But I love you. Y/n, will you marry me?” He questions, lifting his head to look you in the eyes. Your eyes fill with tears, and before you know it, you’re throwing yourself off the chair and into his lap. The table gets pushed slightly, chocolate spilling everywhere, but you don’t care. Eddie smiles widely at you slipping the ring on your finger.

He leans in, capturing your lips in a kiss. A spark shot up your spine, it was like you were having your first kiss all over again. The pressure of his lips against yours was intoxicating, and it wasn’t long until he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and his hand started trailing up your leg. You pulled away slightly, resting your forehead on his. “I love you Eddie Munson” You whispered.

“I love you too, y/n Munson”

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Sneaky little looks

Day 4: Pining

Eddie munson x Jason adoptive sibling reader

Summary: Stealing glances and little looks, is the only way you could ever get close to Eddie

A/n: This has not been proof read, sorry. Also so sorry i’ve been gone. Super busy starting my masters soon, so stressed! Hopefully I’ll be able to be back more regularly soon.

Warnings: None

word count: 457

“Y/n!” The shrill voice of Mrs Smith cut through the silence of the class, everyone’s heads whipping round, multiple pairs of beady eyes staring into your soul. You could feel your face heating up, and you felt like you were going to explode. You just wanted to shrivel up within yourself or melt into a puddle like the wicked witch of the west.

“Stop staring into space and pay attention” Her voice became higher as she stalked towards you desk, slamming her hand down on the wooden table, making you and your stationary jump. She roughly grabbed the shut textbook on your desk, and flicked through the pages aggressively, tearing the corners of the pristine book slightly. Your eyes were wide staring, into her small sunken eyes that seem void of life. She suddenly lifted her hand, jabbing her wrinkly old finger onto the page, every jab accentuated by a word. “One” Jab “More” Jab “Warning” Jab “And” jab “You’ll” jab “get” jab “attention” Jab, jab, jab. She was jabbing the book so hard you through her finger was going to break.

The class erupted into whispers, groups of friends were muttering, every so often staring over in your direction. Some people just looked over at you in pity, others snarled at you. But everyone’s head bolted forward, when Mrs smith suddenly shrieked “Shut up!!” and suddenly all the attention that was on you had left as quickly as it came.

The material in the class was boring, and you knew you were going to drift off into sleep soon, the textbook that was ripped open, left ignored in front of you, your eyes drifting out of the window, spotting the long black-haired guy who had caught your attention. Everyone called him a freak, a devil worshiper, his whole group being the social pariah of high school. But to you, he was mysterious, he played his cards close to his chest, and you wanted to be able to sneak up behind him and read those cards over his shoulder. It’s part of the reason you started to learn to play dungeon and dragons. You wanted to be able to join hellfire, become part of Eddie’s close circle and see him for who he really was, but being Jason’s adoptive sibling, meant that you couldn’t. You instead had to steal secretive glances across the cafeteria, in the hallways, and out the window as your brother drove you home. It meant learning d&d in private, hiding any evidence under your bed, away from your bully brother. It meant going to all your brother’s games whenever you just wanted to try and join hellfire. It meant pining after Eddie Munson, the guy who owned your heart and had no idea.

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Eddie munson x Fem! reader

Summary: How you and Eddie became secret lovers, after being life long enemies.

A/n: This was my first ever request, and my first ever smut fic. I also think its one of my longest. 

Warnings: Smut! Swearing, p in v, unprotected, daddy kink, princess, bj, deep throat, being eating out. A whole lot of dirtiness

word count: 3278

18+ Only. Do not read if you are a minor

Requested by: @punxunited01-blog

At Hawkins High school it was no secret that there was a hierarchy among the students. Everyone knew it, the teachers the parents, but the adults all decided to turn their heads away from it, pretend it didn’t exist. Of course, at the top of the ‘food chain’ were the jocks and the cheerleaders, known for their good looks, money or just how easily they’ll crawl into bed; they were the popular crowd, the crowd everyone (well almost everyone) wanted to be in, but only a select few were good enough for the clique.

Next in the food chain were the ‘normal kids’, the ones who weren’t jocks, cheerleaders or rich enough to be in the popular group, but also weren’t geeks, nerds or teachers’ pets. This group live in the shadows, faded into the background most of the time. Consisting of plain janes and plain johns, nothing too exciting about them. Sometimes the ‘normal kids’ could flick between groups, some had friends in the popular crowds, as well as the nerd crowd. To the group, the hierarchy was a pick and mix, they couldn’t move from where they were, but they could have friends in higher groups and be accepted a little more.

The third level of the food chain, the bronze medal is awarded to the nerds and geeks. The ones who love board games, role playing games or were just straight up teacher’s pets. This group tended to get bullied a lot by the popular crowd, and sometimes the ‘normal kids’ would join in with the jeering. They were unliked by the student population, but the teachers tended to love them, which made them even less popular.

And then you have the bottom of the tiers, the freaks. The ones who dressed differently, dark colours, band shirts and had their hair styled differently to the normal crazy big hair or mullets. The ones who did their own things, the non-conformists to society. This group was bullied the most and tormented by all. However, what most people didn’t know what that within the freaks there was a divide, a canyon that split the unpopulars into small groups; a whole hierarchy within itself. And at the top were the punks and the metalheads, opposite sides of the same coin, sworn enemies, fighting to be the populars of the unpopulars.

The metalheads leader (not that there were very many metalheads in Hawkins high) was Eddie Munson. A tall man, with long hair, that constantly looks unbrushed. He was bullied badly, but everyone who got to know him, always said he was a sweetheart. The leader of the opposition; the punks, was you. You and Eddie had known each other for years, since you were saplings, having gotten into many fights, arguments and detentions together in your younger years. Though as you entered high school, the two of you realised the best way to deal with each other, was to not deal with each other at all, to avoid each other; so that’s what you did.

You would sit on the other side of the cafeteria from each other, sending scowls and hateful glares. Mouthing swearwords as you past each other in the hallways, pulling faces at the rest of the group that the other hung around with. But what the rest of the freaks didn’t know was that the hate was all for show. Secretly, those heated glares and scowls, conveyed the opposite emotions of softness and admiration, reminding each other of the gentle touches only the two of you knew. It was your little secret. Though it wasn’t always this way, at some point the two of you truly hated each other, but that all came to a head a year ago.

~ A year ago ~

The bell had rung for class roughly five minutes ago, but like the rest of the freaks and unpopulars you stayed behind, waited for the rush of goody-two-shoes and bullies clear out, waiting until the hallways was relatively quiet. There were only a few people left in the hallways, the sounds of multiple teacher’s voices echoing through doors as they yelled at unruly students. You weren’t paying attention, you never did when the halls were this quiet, they allowed you to slip into your own head, enjoy your own company, well that was until you walked straight into a brick wall; well, what you thought was a brick wall. The one person you despised was stood over you, towering like a skyscraper, his long messy hair framing his face.

“Egh” you grunted, stumbling backwards, staring angrily at the shaggy haired giant in front of you. Face full of disgust. You wiped at your ripped jeans, as if trying to wipe the germs off of you. “Don’t touch me” you growled through your teeth, eyes clenching into a glace, staring into his brown eyes, trying to convey your fury.

“I didn’t princess, you did” He drawled, a sarcastic twang escaping his red plump lips, a look of satisfaction washing over his face as he could tell the nickname and tone of voice had your blood boiling.

“Say that again” You barked, referring to the nickname. A guttural sound escaping your throat, making you sound like a worked up wild animal, “I fucking dare you!”

Eddie just chuckled, a deep noise that send unwanted shivers down your spine. He was enjoying this, which just pissed you off even more. God, was he infuriating. His eyes stayed trained on yours, as he took a step forward, you taking a step back, the game of cat and mouse continuing until your back hit the cold metal locker behind you. His smirk deepened, as he caged your body in, leaning his head towards your ear, his lips ghosting against your skin. “You’re so cute when you’re angry” He whispered seductively, his deep husky voice drenching your body in a cold sweat, sending sensations straight to your core. You couldn’t think straight his smell intoxicating, and as soon as it entered your sense it was gone, he was backing up away from you before you were nowhere near each other. “Princess” He whispered, your eyes widening as you felt your core tighten in want, which just fuelled your anger. You stalked towards him, like a panther hunting its prey, yet Eddie didn’t move. Instead, he chuckled again, that deep chuckle that you hated and loved at the same time.

“You’re driving me out of my fucking mind, Munson” You grumbled half-heartedly, jabbing him in the chest with your pointer finger to accentuate each word, before throwing your arms up in exasperation. But before you could continue, Eddie had grabbed your hands above your head, backing you back against the lockers, the coldness of the metal, cooling your hot skin instantly.

“You bark a lot, princess. Wanna see how hard I can bite?” He ghosted his lips against your ear, biting slightly on your ear lobe, before pulling away. Slick started to coat your underwear as he teased you, and you had to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning. God how you hated him, how he affected you.

“I bet you can’t bite that hard” You challenged, lifting your head to meet his eyes, nose bumping against his, before your eyes hardened, challenging him to prove you wrong.

“I have many other uses for your pretty mouth princess. Well, other than you’re barking at me” He whispered huskily, eyes communicating that the challenge has been accepted.

“Like wha-!” You tried to respond, but you were interrupted by his lips pushing against yours, teeth clashing against each other. The kiss was sloppy, rough and aggressive, any leftover pent-up anger (or sexual tension on your part) being communicated between the two of you. Eddie, slowly loosened his grip on your wrists, allowing your arms to relax, your hands instantly going to his hair, playing with the scruffy yet soft strands. He slammed his hand against the locker to balance himself, the kiss breaking slightly when you jumped in surprise, drawing a small laugh from between his lips. You were separated for a couple of second before his lips were back on yours. He pushed his lips harder against yours (if that was even possible) and then suddenly he bit your lip hard, drawing blood. A small moan escaped past your lips, being swallowed by him, even more slick escaping your pussy.

Eddie smirked against your lips, continuing the unrelenting nibbling and biting, transitioning from your lips to your jawline and down your neck. Stepping forward, so your bodies were touching, the warmth radiating from his crotch was intoxicating, and you got wetter, when he started to rub his hard on against you, your clothes giving the both of you the friction you need. He pulled away from your neck, a happy smile across his face.

“Told you I can bite… Princess” He whispered, his swollen lips so tantalising and delicious.

“Bite me harder… daddy” You replied, preying that the new nickname (a big kink of yours) would not ruin everything happening between you. But it didn’t, instead hearing you call him daddy spurred Eddie on, eliciting a deep animalistic growl from his throat, and it was all that it took for him to grab your hand and drag you down the now empty corridor to find an abandoned classroom.

It wasn’t that hard to find a classroom, most of the west hallway being abandoned. Though the door was locked, yet a bit of jiggling on the handle, meant it opened with a swing. And as soon as it did, his lips were on yours, fighting for dominance as you crosse the threshold. Eddie kicking the door behind you, slamming it shut, guiding you backwards towards the teacher’s desk. Eddie winning the dominance competition when his tongue slipped past your lips.

Your back hit the corner of the desk, and you squeaked in pain, as it dug into your soft skin. Eddie pulled his lips away from yours quickly, eyes searching yours, almost like he was searching your soul. “Sorry sweetheart” He whispered as softly as he could, before pulling you forward slightly, his warm hands rubbing and massaging the area that hurt.

When he knew that you were ok, his lips touched yours, continuing his torment as his hands reached down, grabbing handfuls of your ass, before lifting you gently onto the wooden surface. His hands started roaming your body, as yours lifted to his neck, running your fingers through his hair. His fingers danced against your thigh, as you slowly moved your hands down, grazing softly against his covered chest, before dipping under the hem of his shirt, and touching is soft warm skin. The feeling of his skin against yours sent sparks flying, and you pulled your hand away quickly like you were burnt. But you craved his skin, his touch; and it wasn’t long until your hand was trailing under his shirt again, fingers ghosting down his torso, finding his happy trail and down to the cold metal of his belt buckle. Your fingers fiddle with the metal and soon Eddie’s pants were falling down around his ankles. He kicked them to the side, as he pulled away from your slips, hands pulling at the bottom of your t-shirt, before pulling it up and whipping it off of your head. His eyes widened as he spotted your bra, and it wasn’t long until it was thrown across the classroom, your nipples hardening and perking up due to the cold. He wasted no time, dipping his head down, and taking your right bud into his mouth. The warmth and wetness of his mouth around your sensitive nipple, as he pinched and pulled on your other one, pulled a deep moan from within your core, making you soak your underwear completely.

He pulled away from your chest, other hand coming up to play with your nipple that had just been in your mouth. “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now” He grumbled; eyes fixated on your body. He dropped his hands, watching as your boobs jiggled. He slowly started to slide his boxes down his legs, you stared, watching as his thick cock sprung free, pre cum leaking from the red tip. You stared in aww and apprehension, you had never been with someone of his size before.

“This cock isn’t going to suck itself” he grunted, his deep voice pulling you out of your trance, as you watched his hand slowly pump his cock, pre-cum taunting you. You slipped off of the wooden desk slowly, tits jiggling as you landed. “On your knees, princess” He ordered, hand on the top of your head, gripping your hair tightly as he pushed you to your knees. As soon as your knees hit the floor, (slightly padded by the jeans you were still wearing), he starts pushing your head towards his dick. You open your mouth on instinct, allowing him to push his dick as far in as possible, his pre-cum coats your tongue and you can’t get enough of the sweet yet salty flavour.

“You look good on your knees” he praises, as you swallow the whole of his cock, gagging slightly as he holds your head in place, groaning and moaning as your tongue runs up and down his shaft. “Fuck baby! Just like that” He moans above you as you continue deep throating him, head bobbing up and down on his dick, before he roughly grabs your hair and pulls your head back, smacking you face with his cock.

“Stand up princess” He orders, and you obey, muttering a small “yes daddy”. He throws you roughly against the desk, pulling down your skinny jeans. His fingers work their way under your underwear until he feels your slick. “Fuck” he moans, “Such a wet little pussy, all for me” he murmurs in a trance, before spreading your legs and using a finger to enter you, letting a small gasp escape your lips. He pumps his middle finger in and out of you a couple of times before adding a second one, wet sounds and breathy moans echoing around the classroom. He removes his fingers, and you whine at the loss of touch and pleasure. He chuckles as you pout at him, before sucking your juices off of his fingers. “Fuck baby, you taste so good” he moans, before bending down, moving your underwear aside even more, his hot breath fanning your pussy. Eddie flicks his tongue out and ghosts it over your wetness, earning a squeak and more slick to leak out of you before he dives in and roughly starts eating you out. Loud moans escaping your lips, as his fingers start to play with your clit.

“Daddy!” you scream, feeling the familiar tensing in your lower abdomen from earlier. He continues his ministrations, tongue lapping at your clit, fingers pumping in and out of your wet, sensitive pussy. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum” you moan loudly.

“Cum for me princess” Eddie mumbles into your pussy, the vibrations of his voice travelling up to your core, as he continues to roughly eat you out like you were his last meal. With one final lick, his tongue flicks your clit and then he presses against it, pushing against your sensitive nub. The pressure within you snaps, and you buck your hips slightly, squirming as your orgasm rushes through you, squirting slightly. Even as you’re coming down from your high, Eddie continues licking and eating up all your slick.

“Look at my pretty girl” He whispers, eyes staring at your naked body in admiration “Squirting all over the desk”. His lips, travel up your body, kissing over your hips and bellybutton, detouring to kiss any tattoos you have, before sucking at your clavicle, drawing a moan from your lips.

“Stop teasing me” you whine, as you rub your thighs together, trying to bring back the sweet sensation of friction between your legs, “I want you inside me.”

“Think you can handle me, princess” He questions, hand pumping his big cock, getting himself ready. Watching as his hand bobs up and down his cock, you nod your head eagerly in answer to his question. He steps forward rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your slit, teasing you, before pushing the head in. You moan together, before he crashes his plump lips against yours. “Fuck baby! You’re so tight” He murmurs between breaths, before pushing himself into you even more.

“Keep going” you plead, eyes staring into his. You could see the concern; the care and you nod your head in answer to his silent question. That’s all he needed, before he snapped his hips forward, pushing the rest of his cock into your pussy, his balls hitting your ass.

“Good girl ~ that’s a good fucking girl” He praised, spitting in his hand, and rubbing his saliva and fingers against your clit. He gives you a few moments to adjust before he nearly pulls the whole way out and slams back into you. He’s rough, yet gentle at the same time and his scent just intoxicates you just like earlier. He thrusts into you hard, tip of his cock hitting the right spot within you, making your eyes roll backwards into your head, small little moans escaping your bruised lips.

“What pretty noises you’re making for me… am I making you feel good?” He drawls. But when he gets no answer, he asks you again, voice deeper, “Am I making you feel good?”

“Y-yes” you stutter, drunk on his cock.

“Yes, what?” He growls, hand reaching out, and settling around your throat, tightening slightly.

“Yes, daddy” you cry out, not caring if anyone hears you. Eddie loosens his grip around your throat, going back to rubbing your clit.

“Good, girl” He praises, “You belong to me”

His hips thrust faster within you, his cock hitting your g-spot every time. He can tell your close, as your pussy starts to clench around his cock. “If you want to cum, you better beg” Eddie grumbles, coming close himself.

“Daddy, please!” You cry out, feeling the pressure build “Let me cum!” You scream.

“Cum for me baby, cum for me” He orders. Your pussy clenches tightly, the elastic band in your abdomen snapping, your hips, pushing Eddie’s cock into you deeper. Your arms racking down his back, nails digging red lines into his pale skin. “Fuck baby!” Eddie grunts, snapping his hips into you one last time, before he fills you with his cum, coating your walls. He falls on top of you, your body taking his weight, the two of you panting gathering your breath back.

“wow” you utter, drawing deep laugher out of Eddie, vibrations travelling through you.

“I can’t believe we just did that” You continue, hands playing with his curls absentmindedly.

“Why not?” Eddie questions, pulling his limp cock out of your sore and over stimulated pussy.

“Why?” you question puzzled. “Because we’re enemies, and we’re in the school” You laugh, smacking the man above you slightly on the chest, “and we’re in the school” you repeat, it dawns on you that anyone could have walked in, after you forgot to re-lock the door.

“Hate to break it to you princess” Eddie utters “But, we passed being enemies, as soon as we entered this classroom” he chuckles, pulling a laugh out of you, which you try to stifle as you feel his seed escape from you. You look up into his brown eyes, and smile before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you, Eddie Munson”.

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Cock Blocking

Steve Harrington x reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

You and Steve started dating four months ago. Both of you decided to keep it a secret mainly due to your little brother, Dustin Henderson. The two of you knew that Dustin would throw a huge fit if he found out one of his closest friends was dating his sister. So you’ve been keeping it a secret lately though it's becoming increasingly harder. Every time the two of you are about to be intimate Dustin interrupts either by banging on the door or calling him over the walkie-talkie. It was driving the two of you crazy. 

Tonight Dustin was having a sleepover over at Mike’s leaving you hope you may actually get laid. You snuck out of the house and over to Steve’s. As soon as you walked through his front door his lips were on yours. Bumping into the walls as you made your way to his bedroom. He picks you up once you were up the stairs carrying you to his bed. His lips were all over body , little sounds of pleasure leaving your lips. “God I missed you it’s been ages since I’ve felt you” Steve groaned against your chest. You nodded your head in agreement. 

Meanwhile outside in the bushes at Steve's house stood Dustin, Max, and Lucas. They shared a single pair of binoculars between the three of them. The bush scraped against Max’s legs making her cuss under her breath. “Remind me again why we are snooping around Steve's backyard.

Dustin rolled his eyes grabbing the binoculars from Lucas so he could peer through Steve's bedroom window. “He's been acting weird and I want to know why” Dustin looked through the binoculars watching Steve come into view. Steve only had his boxers on his hair tousled slightly. “Jesus Steve’s harry he needs to shave” Lucas grabbed the binoculars peering through them to see Steve’s harry chest

“Some girls like that,” Lucas muttered. It looked like Steve was talking to someone but he couldn’t tell from here. 

“Let me see '' Max pushed her way to Lucas pushing him out of the way and grabbing the binoculars to take a look for herself. She didn’t say anything making both boys blush. As Max is watching she sees a hand pop up grabbing Steve and pulling him back to the bed. Max's eyes widened in horror even more when she saw you pop grabbing a box off his desk before moving out of sight. You and Steve are having sex and sees watching. With that realization she turns away pulling the binoculars down.

“What's the matter?” Dustin asks, the girl can’t help but blush not looking at him. She already knew how he was going to react. “Let me see” he went to grab the binoculars but she quickly moved away not wanting him to risk seeing anything.

“I found out what's up with Steve” Dustin nodded, eager to find out what's the matter. “He’s seeing someone” both boys told her to continue. She hesitantly did “Its Y/n” both boys' mouths fell agape.

“No, are you sure let me see” she moved once more. 

“You don’t want to see” Dustin gave her a confused look until he saw her face. He finally understood what she meant and he was fuming as he made his way out of the bushes heading straight for the front door. Max and Lucas tried to stop him but he was determined banging on the front door till Steve opened the door. 

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You hand Steve the box of condoms waiting for him to put one on. He makes quick work of it tossing the box to the side before slipping the condom on. His tip was grazing your entrance. You were so ready for him. Right as he was pushing into you banging sounded at the front door. Steve and you both let out a cry, the two of you both frustrated. The banging didn’t stop, so Steve reluctantly got out of bed heading for the front door. He gathered his clothes till he was fully dressed. He was pulling the door open while putting on his shirt. His movement stopped when his eyes locked on Dustin and his friends. 

Of course it was Dustin who else it would be. He was about to ask what was up when Dustin pushed past him heading right up his stairs. Steve tried to get him to stop but it was pointless he wasn’t listening. Dustin was seeing red when he slammed open Steve's bed and found you laying in it with Steve's shirt on. Your eyes widened in horror at the sight of Dustin and his friends. “What the hell are you doing here you're supposed to be at a sleepover” you spoke first. 

“What are you doing here?” Dustin counters. His eyes are taking in the scene and when he sees the box of condoms he blows. He turns to Steve “You're sleeping with my sister!” Steve couldn’t help the blush on his cheeks, he had no idea what to say. You and Steve were trying to keep it from Dustin and now that he knew he had no idea what to say. “Is no one going to answer me”

“Yes me and Steve are dating” you finally answer

The shock was evident on his face “How long have you been dating” 

“Four months”

“Four months you’ve been dating Steve for four months and you haven't told me.” You just nodded your head. This was not going as planned as you had thought how to tell Dustin for a while and this was never one of the ways. “Why didn’t you tell me” hurt laced his voice. 

“We were going to” Steve interjected. 

“What were you even doing here?” you changed the subject confused how he even found out. 

“Maybe you should close the window before having” he made a hand gesture between you and Steve. Unable to say the word. 

“Oh my god, you were peeping through the window, what's the matter with you” you could not believe your brother is a peeping tom. 

“It's not like that we just wanted to see what's wrong with Steve now we know he sleeping with my Sister”

“It's not like that” Steve was trying to diffuse the situation but Dustin was having none of it. 

“I can’t believe this,” Dustin muttered under his breath. 

“Dustin this doesn’t concern you, okay I get your shock but me and Steve's relationship doesn’t have anything to do with yours guys” Dustin didn’t say anything he just stood there staring you down. 

“This is not happening, we're leaving” He grabbed your arm trying to pull you out of the room. You resisted him keeping yourself planted on the bed. 

“Dustin I love you but I’m not going, you and your friends need to leave”

“I’m not leaving you here”

“I’m not dying I’m just getting laid” Dustin covers his ears along with the other two kids. Steve's face was red at the statement. 

“Don’t say that you're my sister” 

“And you Dustin are the biggest Cock block in the whole world” You can hear Max giggle in the background. 

“What are you talking about” 

“Every time me and Steve are about to.. You interrupt” Dustin smiled at the knowledge, happy to have stopped you two. 

“Its time to go now“ Dustin reiterated, You got off the bed making Dustin think you were leaving with him. Instead you grab Steve's hand and lead him over to the bed sitting him down on it before climbing into his lap. All three kids' eyes widened at the action. Placing a small kiss on Steve's lips you turn to look at the three of them. “Me and Steve are about to go back to what we were doing so unless you want to see that I suggest you leave” Dustin doesn’t move staring you down daring you to make a move. You accept his challenge, grabbing the hem of his shirt you start pulling it off him. Steve made a move to stop you when his stomach was on show for everyone. You didn’t stop, you weren't going to be the person to give up and you weren't  Dustin turned around and headed right out the door Lucas and Max following behind him. “Lock the door on your way out”

You turn back to Steve kissing his lips once more. Your hands trailing down his front removing your shirt. In a few seconds the two of you are back in sync, Steve and you are both naked. He reaches for the box pulling out another condom before slipping it on. He froze before entering you waiting for the knock at his door or the static sound of the walkie-talkie. When he was greeted with silence he smiled before thrusted into making both of you let out a needy moan. 

Designated Driver

Steve Harrington x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

The party was winding down when Steve started making his way through the house searching for the three of you.

Eddie was the easiest to find, his laughter sounding loudly throughout the living room. As he walked closer the smell of weed filled the air, making him grimace. “Come on Eddie we're going home” Steve called, Eddie just nodded giggling as Steve dragged him to the car. He sat him in the backseat telling him he would be back in a minute. Eddie just nodded sprawling out, his eyes already closing. 

He finds Robin next sitting on the kitchen counter snaking on a large bag of chips. It doesn't take much to get her to the car, all he did was grab her chips. Eddie barely reacted to the girl sliding into the backseat. Just like Eddie, she slumps against the seat, still munching on her chips. 

You are harder to find, he searched the entire house for you. He began to worry when he couldn’t find you. Before he went into a full-blown panic attack he found you sitting by the pool. Gently splash the water with your feet. You smiled when Steve walked up to you, “Hi Stevie” a little wave accompanied your words.

He can’t help but smile back at you, “Hey, you feeling alright?” you nod your head very enthusiastically. 

“Of course, I feel amazing, I’m having so much fun the water feels amazing you should join me.” 

“Maybe another time, right now I need to get you guys back to the house.” you pouted a little before sighing. Pulling yourself out of the water, you grab your shoes before making your way back to Steve. 

“Carry me?” you make the cutest grabbing hands at him, how on earth could he refuse you? He picks you up smiling as you tightly wrap your arms around him, pushing your face against his neck. 

“Hey, that’s not fair” Eddie whines when Steve sets you into the front seat. 

“Yeah you made us walk” Robin adds. You just chuckle a little, turning yourself so you're facing them.

“It’s because I’m Steve's favorite” You look at Steve locking eyes with him as he buckles you into your seat. “I’m your favorite right?” Steve just chuckles, nodding his head just barely making your smile grow. 

The car ride is silent, the three of you passing out almost instantly. Robins' is the only one that wakes up when he pulls into the driveway. He takes her in the house first followed by Eddie who he had to basically carry into the house.

You're much less of a hassle to carry. As he picks you up you groggily lift your head and look around. Steve's voice draws your attention, whispering a soft “Go back to sleep”. At his words you let your head fall back to his shoulder, tightening your grip around his neck. You're almost back to sleep when he sets you on the bed. You can’t help but whine when he pulls away from you, missing his warmth. 

“I’ll be back, I'm just grabbing some clothes for you” he helped you into more comfortable clothes. He followed suit, dressing in pajamas before climbing into bed next to you. “Goodnight” Steve closes his eyes ready for sleep to take him. Only to open his eyes again when he feels you shift beside him. 

You place a soft kiss against his lips, “Thank you for taking care of me tonight Steve”

“I’ll always take care of you”

You smile letting your head rest against his chest. “I love you Steve, goodnight” He places a small kiss on the top of your head, a soft ‘I love you too’ leaving his lips before he falls asleep. 

Bickering in his car

a/n: This is the first time i’ve ever written anything so its not the best

You and Steve had been arguing for the past hour. You were on a road trip and Steve was driving. You were in the passenger seat and Dustin and Murray were sat in the back. Apparently you and Steve weren’t allowed alone without adult supervision because you’re too ‘childish’ together so Murray came along, mainly to give you both relationship advice. You and Steve were going back and forth then Murray butted in.

“CHILDREN CHILDREN CHILDREN. This interminable bickering was amusing at first but it’s getting very stale and we’ve still got a long drive ahead of us. So why don’t you two cut the bullshit and get to the part where you admit your sexual feelings for one another”

“WOAH” You and Steve said together in shock.

“SPARE ME SPARE ME. Yes yes he used to be King Steve I know. Probably reminds you of a bad relationship and gosh you’d really like a nice guy to settle down with but admit it. You’re really curious to know what he’s like in the sack” Murray said to you then turned to Steve.

“and you HA. You’re just a big man baby. You’d rather act tough than show your true feelings because the last time you did that you got hurt. Owie” Murray said to Steve then looked at the both of you.

“And now rather than admitting these feelings you’re dancing around one another with this mind numbing and frankly borish mating ritual so please for my sake either quit your bickering or pull over tear off those clothes AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY” He said making you and Steve go silent.

A few minutes of silence passed then Steve spoke up not taking his eyes off of the road. “Y’know he’s not actually wrong. I do like you.” He said to you making Murray smirk. Dustin was about to say something but Murray stopped him.

“You do? Well I like you too, I have for a while. Even when you were King Steve” You replied making Steve laugh.

“Oh yeah?” Steve asked raising his eyebrow finally taking his eyes off of the road to look at you.

“Yeah” You reply smirking at him. The rest of the drive was peaceful and there wasn’t anymore bickering between you and Steve.

Suburban Legends

a/n: This is inspired by suburban legends by taylor swift and this is the second thing i’ve ever written so don’t expect it to be the best

It was your 5 year high school reunion and you were outside in the parking lot waiting to go in. The reunion was being held at hawkins high school and you knew you’d see Steve again. Everyone expected you and Steve to walk in together but you broke up about six months after graduating which shocked everyone. You saw some of your old friend group and immediately greeted them and walked in with them. “Oh my god hey i’ve not seen you in like forever” Nancy said with a smile. You and Nancy had always been close. “Hey Nance it’s so nice to see you again” You say hugging her. “Heyyy” Robin said when she saw you. “Hey Robs” You replied hugging her too. “Are you excited to see Steve?” Jonathan asked. “It might be nice to see him again” You said and Robin gave you a look. She knew you still liked him it was so obvious to everyone actually. “So how did the breakup actually happen?” Nancy asked. “I paced down his block, I broke my own heart cause he was too polite to do it” You said and Nancy,Robin and Jonathan instantly understood what you meant. You then started talking about what you had all been doing since you graduated.

After a few minutes Steve walked and you immediately looked at him. He walked over to you and the rest of the group and greeted everyone and just nodded at you. He then walked over to the drinks table to get a drink and you followed him. He was so magnetic it was almost obnoxious.

“Um hi” You said to Steve and he turned to look at you. You smiled at him and also grabbed a drink. You was hoping this wouldn’t be awkward especially since you hadn’t talked to each other since the breakup, which was four and a half years ago.

“Oh hi it’s nice to see you again” He said with a smile. Thank god this wasn’t going to be awkward. Obviously it wouldn’t be was Steve Harrington he was Good with women.

“It’s nice to see you again too” You said and then music started playing on the speakers. The song that was playing was the song you and Steve always used danced to.

“Do you wanna dance?” Steve asked with a smirk not waiting for your answer and pulling you to the dance floor. He put his hands on your waist and you put your hands around his neck and danced together. You wanted to say something but you had no words. When he holds you, it holds you together.

You were getting closer and closer to eachother and you knew this probably wasn’t a good idea but you didn’t actually come here to make friends. “I know that you still remember we were born to be national treasures” You said to steve finally thinking of something to say. “Y’know I had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs would surprise the whole school and i’d end up back at a class reunion walking in with you. You’d be more than a chapter in my old diaries with the pages ripped out and i was hoping i’d be sharing this moment with you right now” You continued.

“I always hoped we’d get back together” Steve said smirking. “We were born to be suburban legends” He continued. You both leaned in closer and your lips met. Oh god he kissed you in a way that’s gonna screw you up forever. For the first time in almost five years everything seemed normal again. Maybe just maybe your life wouldn’t be ruined and maybe Steve would once again be a page in your diary.

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Chrissy : Eddie, I love you

Eddie : But I love Steve

Steve : But I love Nancy

Nancy : But I love Jonathan

Jonathan : But I love Argyle

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Y/N turning to Robin : I love you

Robin : I love you too