steve harrington is a really good fake crier. like scarily good. he learned as a kid that if he makes his eyes shine and lets one tear fall, adults panic and give him what he wants. he still uses it as a grown man to get out of trouble and to bully eddie into doing things for him.
eddie spends weeks thinking he made steve cry that one time he snapped at him and feels sick about it. then one day he watches steve turn the shiny eyes + single tear on some random authority figure to get out of trouble and realizes it’s a BIT. meanwhile steve’s over there like 🙂 and eddie is reevaluating his entire life and relationship choices.
eddie: “dude, I’m not mad, I just said you were being annoying.”
steve, eyes going glassy immediately: “no, it’s fine, I get it.”
eddie: “wait, hey, I didn’t— are you seriously crying?”
steve, one single tear: “just… give me a second.”
Eddie, guilt ridden, thinks about this for weeks.
cop: “you were going fifteen over, son.”
steve, same exact shiny eyes + lone tear: “I’m so sorry, officer, it’s just been a really hard week—”
eddie watching from the passenger seat, connecting the dots in real time: “…”
cop: “I’ll let you off with a warning.”
eddie, as they drive away: you manipulative little theater kid, I cannot believe I FELL FOR THAT.
eddie: “no. uh-uh. do it again.”
eddie: “the thing. the eyes. I watched you with your little Bambi routine, Harrington. You’re not slick.”
steve: “it’s not a routine, I’m just sensitive🥺”
eddie: “you turned them on like a faucet.”
steve, already dialing up the shine: “eddie, that really hurts my feelings—”
eddie: “SEE? THERE IT IS. YOU HEAR YOURSELF??” 😭