thinking about magic steve who doesn't know he has magic.
he just happens to be in the right place at the right time and never seems to get too terribly injured.
and it's weird, because he got chewed on by bats and was like, yeah okay, and eddie did too and ended up in the hospital for months. and it seemed like eddie was as good as dead until steve appeared and basically willed the guy back to life.
and yeah, there are some gaps
weird memories of hospital stays and rude staff.
and the weird gray rooms he'd be locked in.
and the way he got major creeps when anyone mentioned hawkins lab.
but that didn't mean anything. not really.
until he and eleven were "hanging out" not babysitting because eleven was NOT a baby. but hop still wasn't comfortable leaving her alone. anyways. they were hanging out. and eleven wouldn't quit staring at him.
"super girl, i don't mean to be rude but what are looking at? is there something on my face?"
she smiled softly "no. you look. familiar."
"i am. i've known hop for awhile now..."
"no. you look. like. seven. brother. he- he left the lab when i was young."
and if that didn't click a lot of things into place. "seven." he whispered to himself. thinking about how when he was a kid, he'd had buzzed hair when he was around 10-11, and how his parents wanted him to grow it out around his neck, and so he did.
he didn't want to question them, they'd always seemed detached and he didn't want to make it worse. and then he ended up liking it. so he kept the long hair. and how was he going to notice something on the back of his head?
"why are you rubbing your head?"
he hadn't even realized he was doing it.
el peered at him, gently moving his fingers from where he was scratching.
and there it was in all its glory.
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