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Here we are at then penultimate chapter. We just have one more chapter to go and then a small epilogue. I haven't decided if I'm giving the epilogue it's own post or combining with the last chapter.
We'll see.
In this we have someone giving Steve an outsider perspective he needs.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 |
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Steve was looking up at the ceiling, counting tiles as he was being covered in plaster. This wasn’t for the superhero film like everyone had been speculating on. Nope, he was going to be Booster Gold in the new DCU, this was for a body horror film.
The director was this new avant garde type of guy where he was always trying push boundaries of what was possible. But in this case he was going back to the horror of the black and white films of the middle of the last century.
And that meant practical effects and costuming.
Steve was going to be the Creature from the Black Lagoon and he was so fucking excited. He was also going to be playing a romantic lead with a female co-star. They hadn’t cast her yet, but they were almost to the chemistry reads, he couldn’t wait.
The young man that was slathering him with plaster, noted his dreamy expression. “Thinking about your boyfriend?”
Steve snorted. “Nope. I’m single and probably will be for awhile.”
“Too high of standards?” the man asked with a huff of laughter.
Steve shifted his head so that he could look up at him. “You know it! Plus there are far too few genuine people in this industry.”
“Oof,” the guy said with a grimace. “I feel that. I tell people I design and create costumes for movies and suddenly you can see dollar signs in their eyes. Like, bitch please I don’t make the big bucks.”
“It’s even worse when you do, trust me,” Steve said dryly. “Suddenly they want fancy cars and trips around the world, sparkling jewelry and expensive booze. But not you. Never you.”
“I can only imagine it’s not fun even with other actors or hell even just other famous people,” he agreed.
“Oh yeah–” Steve looked up at him. “What’s your name?”
“Linus.”
“Well, Linus,” Steve continued, “dating famous people is hard because you don’t know if they’re dating you for you or if they want something from you; a meet with a director friend of yours, better optics for dating someone with my history and how they are keeping me sober or some shit. I don’t need that negativity in my life.”
“Oh I get it,” Linus said, smearing the last of the plaster on Steve’s torso, “I’m five years sober and about three of my last partners were only with me because they wanted a ‘project’ not a healthy relationship.”
“Yep,” Steve said. “Sounds about right.”
“Well, you’re going to be all nice and cozy for the next couple of hours while that sets,” Linus said, setting the cup and brush aside. “We’ll be using hair driers to help speed up the process, but you’ll be here awhile.”
“Yeah, I was told. Why don’t you tell me all your celebrity crushes, and I’ll tell you mine?” Steve said, cocking his head to the side the best he could. “Unless you have somewhere else to be?”
Linus laughed. “Nope, I’ll be here with the blow drier we can absolutely chat boys. I’m pan so my list would outpace yours in a heart beat.”
“Ooh...” Steve cackled. “I admire the way women look, like a Ming vase or the Mono Lisa, but hit me with it. Who’s on your top five female celebrity crushes?”
Linus grabbed the blow drier and turned it, yelling his list over the noise. Steve settled into to get comfortable and listened as the designer dried the plaster that would make his body cast that would be the mold they would use for all the prosthetics.
“Who was the hottest actor/actress you have ever worked with?” Linus asked after a few minutes of silence as they waited for the cast to harden all the way.
“Oh fuck...” Steve swore. “Like there are a couple where I didn’t think they were sexy when we first started the film together, but by the end I was absolutely salivating over. Um... River Studi and Archie Haversham.”
Linus let out a low whistle. “Archie just has one of those faces that needs a good angle and then bam! he’s hot. But I’m not sure I’m familiar with River.”
Steve looked up and licked his lip as thought about it. “Have you seen ‘Wyoming’ that TV series about each season being a different generation of a family and their ranch?”
Linus snapped his fingers. “Yes! Wait, is he the Crow chief in season three?”
“Yep!” Steve said with a grin. “I don’t usually go for older guys, but damn. He was smart, and funny and a damn fine actor. I left that guest spot on that cop show having an absolute crush on him.”
“Just how old were you?” Linus huffed. “Because I don’t remember any guest spot on a cop show and I am a huge fan of yours.”
Steve laughed. “It was right after I got out of rehab the first time. I landed a guest star role as a deli counter worker and River played the prime suspect.”
“No wait!” Linus said leaping to his feet. “I do remember that! It turned out to be a rival rancher wanting his land and he was framed for the murder! But I don’t remember you being in it!”
Before Steve could answer Linus’s alarm went off and a couple other people came in to help Linus pry the cast off Steve’s body.
They got Steve out the plaster cast and cleaned up, then Linus smiled. “Hey you want to go get coffee after this?”
“Sure!” he said, grinning back. “I’d love to. You’re just interested in my celebrity crushes!”
Linus cackled. “Maybe a little,” he said hold his forefinger and thumb really close together.
They walked to a cafe and ordered a couple of ridiculous drinks and settled down at a table on the cafe’s veranda.
Linus leaned forward. “Come on, there’s got to have been a couple women where you thought ‘Damn! That’s hot!’”
Steve laughed. “Okay, okay. I’ve had a couple where I was just wowed in their presence. Usually I’m just a sucker for old Hollywood glamour. Audrey Hepburn, Grace Kelly, Vivien Leigh. But let’s see... Penelope Wentworth for sure. Sarah Richards is another.”
Linus raised a eyebrow. “You list a bunch of white women in your first list and black women in your second, like, huh?”
Steve ducked his head to hide the blush that spread from his cheeks to his ears. “It’s not my fault that Hollywood has churned out white actresses so that they all look the same.”
He burst out laughing. “Okay, okay. You win that round. But you have worked with a lot of hotties, those can’t be the only ones.”
“Well...” Steve said looking up and to the side and he began listing all his favorite actors that he’s worked with, “...and then there’s Eddie Munson.”
“Oh he doesn’t count,” Linus said seriously.
Steve frowned. “Why not?”
“Everyone thinks he’s hot,” Linus said flippantly, waving him. “It’s like saying ‘oh the sky looks so blue today’. Like what color did you think it was going to be? Green?”
Steve snorted and rolled his eyes. “Yeah okay, you’ve got me there. But he can still come off as sexy even in the most unsexy moments. It’s really not fair.”
“Babe,” Linus said rolling his eyes. “Have you looked in a mirror? Because you’re just as hot. Just in a different way.”
“What do you mean?” Steve asked, tilting his head to the side.
“He’s dorky, sweet hot,” Linus said rolling his eyes, “and you’re boy next door, harmless ‘boys will be boys’ fun hot. Two separate niches, because honey, I’ve seen both your fashion spreads and you both look great in everything!”
Steve blushed again. “Yeah, okay.”
“But was he really an ass to you when you were filming that horror movie?” Linus asked after a moment. “Because it seemed so manufactured to drum up ticket sales.”
“Oh, he was worse,” Steve said with a chuckle. “They totally down played how absolutely awful he was, and I mean this, at the start. He got his head checked and realized he was literally making the set hostile as people were choosing sides. So he started being nicer. Forced at first and then genuinely.”
Linus leaned forward, putting half his weight on the table. “Seriously? That is soo unlike him! But then again, you were coming off some pretty rough times, so maybe he thought you couldn’t hack it.”
Steve snorted and rolled his eyes. He took a sip of his mostly melted iced coffee and shook his head. “If any of this shows up on TMZ I’m suing your pretty ass.”
“Honey,” Linus huffed, sliding back up to half seated position. “They couldn’t pay me enough to spill the secrets I know. It’s my job to make the costumes not tattle to the trades. I would lose my job. Have I snitched to a spouse or partner that someone was cheating? Sure, but that’s what I would do for anyone. No one needs that trauma. But the list of people I could tell you who was gay or pan or bi or hell I’ve even seen a couple trans eggs a time or two is immense. But I like my job and people who go to the media with secrets like that don’t keep their jobs for long.”
Steve let out a shuddering breath. “You know why I had to put that out there, right?”
“Of course!” he said, finally sitting back. “You were a kid who was raped by the producer and he got away while all the backlash was on you! I’m not sure I would trust anyone after that! You are so brave to come to acting after all that.”
“But I was the one giving the blow job...” Steve said with a frown. “It can’t be rape.”
Linus took his hands in his own. “Steve darling, you were seventeen! You were underage, he was in a position of power over you, and, set up by your parents! That’s rape. You don’t need to feel guilty about asking for boundaries, okay? Not with me and certainly not with anyone else either.”
Steve looked down at their combined hands and nodded. No one had put it that way before. It was like they didn’t want to talk about it. But he knew. That wasn’t the first time he had done something sexual for a movie role. It was only the last.
“Oh wow,” he stuttered. “That’s definitely one for the therapist.”
“Honey,” Linus said deadly serious, “if they didn’t cotton on to that in the last ten years, fire them and get a new one, because that one stinks!”
Steve frowned again. Just like with Keith and Nadia, his therapist was a leftover from a bygone era that wasn’t him anymore.
“Maybe I should be paying you!” he huffed with a small smile. “You’ve helped me more in a half day’s work then they did in all the years I’ve had them.”
Linus laughed. “Oh god, I would be a terrible therapist! I would tell every couple to break up, hunt down rapists for sport, and tell every kid with terrible parents to go no contact!”
“I don’t see a problem...” Steve said, playfully wagging his eyebrows.
Linus swatted at him. “I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t let me stay a therapist for long if I did that, though.”
“Boo...” he hissed. “You know I can’t explain it, but my life has improved so much since I met Eddie. And that includes you and your advice. I wouldn’t have gotten the role in this if it wasn’t how well ‘Dancing in the Dark’ I did.”
“Sounds like a great guy,” Linus agreed. “You mentioned that he was one of the hottest actors you’ve ever worked with, so I’ve got to ask, why haven’t you tapped that? Like you know he likes men. He’s out now. You clearly admire him. So what’s holding you back?”
Steve snorted. “The fact that we’ve been on opposite sides of the planet since the Oscars.”
He tilted his head up and then nodded. “Yeah, yeah, that tracks. You’ve got two weeks before filming starts, head out to where he is and kiss that man’s lights out. On behalf of all the people attracted to men, someone should.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Steve said with a laugh. “Maybe I will.”
Let me start off with saying I am not a huge fan of sci-fi. It's not my favorite genre. That said, I don't think this story could be set anywhere but the future.
Humans have spread out to numerous planets, but one corporation is in control of all the star ships.
All the older teens work for them in some way. Nancy is admin, Jonathan and Eddie are mechanics, Robin is communications, Carol is medical personnel, Chrissy is security... you get the point.
Five years prior to the start of the story there was an accident involving one of the starships Eddie was crewing as a mechanic. It crashed into a city center killing 17 personnel and 35 civilians.
Eddie was heralded as hero that day because he was able to disable the nuclear engine before it leveled the entire city. Not city block, the whole fucking city.
Activists used the incident to get the corporation Starcourt Star Systems to change over to cleaner uses of energy.
Cut to five years later and Eddie is grounded. He still works on starships but not in them. The incident left him afraid of flying.
He's got a crew of his own now, with Jeff, Gareth, and Brian with a couple of grunts that do the heavy lifting for them. One of those grunts is Steve Harrington, disgraced pilot and former rich kid.
He's surly and keeps to himself. Except for when Eddie is around. He can't help making snarky comments about him. Not enough to get him fired, but enough that it finally comes to a head one night after work when they've all gone out drinking.
Steve can't help saying something snarky about Eddie's choice of beer and Eddie decides he's had enough.
"You're a real dick, Harrington," he huffed, shaking his head.
"Better to be a dick then to be dickless," Steve snapped back.
Eddie and his friends are on their feet in an instant, yelling that Eddie is a goddamned hero and Steve needs to take that back before they remove his teeth the hard way.
Steve stands his ground and insists that Eddie is fraud, because Steve saved the 'Monte Carlo', not Eddie.
"I was in the engine room that day," he snarled. "I saw you run, you chick shit."
Eddie blinked at him. He doesn't remember seeing anyone in the engine room other then the two other mechanics. Both of whom died on impact. He ran from the room, sure. To get to the control panel that would shut off all power to the engine so that it didn't explode.
"Bullshit."
Steve pulled up his sleeves and everyone gasps. Steve's arms are covered in burn scars. Scars that should have been healed. They have the technology. So why didn't Steve get it done?
"I held down the engine until crews arrived," he hissed. "But no... you get labelled a hero and I get thrown out of the company like your cum sock after too many uses!"
Gareth and Jeff look at each other and try not to giggle. Because that was hilarious as fuck, but they don't want to appear on Steve's side in this.
Eddie grabbed Steve by the collar and hauled Steve outside the bar. Steve immediately put hands up thinking Eddie's going to fight him.
But Eddie holds his hands up in surrender. "I'm not going to fight you, dude. But if you kept spouting that shit, you were gonna get your shit rocked. And I have questions."
Steve eyes him warily before putting his hands down.
"First is what the fuck were you doing in the engine room?" Eddie huffs crossing his arms in front of his chest.
Steve blinked at him for a moment. "Uh...the pilot lured me in there saying that one of the mechanics needed me to run down the flight operations with him because there was an anomaly."
"I was the only male mechanic on that crew and I certainly didn't call you..."
"No shit," Steve said. "I did say the pilot lured me there. Then he locked me in so that I couldn't get back to the cockpit."
"Okay..." Eddie said with a grimace, "Now I have even more questions."
Steve rolled his eyes. "I knew the pilot was suicidal. He had a bad breakup and wanted to take time off for it, but instead Starcourt higher ups put him on rotation. Dude was barely getting 4-5 hours of sleep a night on top of trying to find a new place to live and get all his stuff back from his ex."
Eddie's eyes go wide. "What the fuck? That kind of rotation is deadly enough without adding the suicidal bit." Then he frowned. "How did you know the pilot was suicidal?"
"Because Tommy was my best friend!" he screamed.
Oh.
Well shit.
He opened his mouth to ask more questions when Steve started swaying.
"Shit," Steve hissed. "Robin is going to kill me."
"Robin?" Eddie asked, but suddenly he's rushing forward because Steve just crumpled.
So Eddie gets Jeff's help to take Steve back to their apartment and put him in Eddie's bed.
Jeff and Eddie start arguing about whether Steve is telling the truth. Jeff thinks he's a lying sack of shit. Eddie has no doubt Steve's story.
Because the engine's cradle was badly damaged and could have fallen at any moment. Only it hadn't. He had even reported to the higher ups that he had heard screams from the engine room, but was told that it couldn't be possible because the mechanics had died.
It was Steve he had been hearing.
Steve comes out and asks how long he been sleeping.
They tell it's been a couple of hours and Steve starts freaking out because now they'll come after him.
Before they can ask who there is knock on the door and someone screaming to open up, they know Harrington is in there.
Jeff stalls for time as Eddie and Steve go out the back. And on the run.
Featuring such hits as Eddie freaking about flying while Steve is trying to get them off planet.
Meeting Robin.
And exposing the truth of the incident all while falling in love with each other.
I did 90 asks y'all. On top of my baby turning 13 this last weekend. I am tired!
But I will be back next week! Maybe with a new story for you all. I will also be putting out another plot bunny that has been persistently nibbling at me all week today as a little treat since I'm abandoning you this week.
Also next week I will start posting my Rockstar!Eddie/Teacher!Steve story where I will finally unveil the title I've been keeping secret. Not even my Discord knows, it's that secret.
That will be next Tuesday and then will post every Tuesday.
But if I'm really lucky it will be complete before I even start posting. Which why you might get a new story for WIP Wednesday! Fingers crossed.
Well this is it. This is the end of this wonderful fic. It's been a wild ride and I've loved every comment, reblog and like.
Next week will be "Rockstar" And I will finally reveal the title that I've been keeping to myself for sooo long.
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Steve bumped his shoulder into Eddie’s. They were sitting in the bleachers listening to Jason Carver drone on and on about winning for the ‘dearly departed’. Steve was pretty sure he threw up in his mouth twice.
He knew what had happened to those people Carver was co-opting for a fucking basketball game and it made him sick.
Eddie looked up at him and smiled. “My first and last basketball game of my high school career. Go me.”
Steve snorted. “Well, with my help, you’re actually passing your classes, so yeah. No super, super, super senior for you.”
“Thank Satan,” Eddie breathed. “After the game I have to make a pit stop, one of the cheerleaders is willing to pay for some of the sleeping pills I have left over from when Wayne had trouble switching from the night shift to days.”
Steve nodded, but didn’t say anything. He knew how Eddie made his money and wasn’t about to bitch the guy out. “Just be safe, take someone like Jeff with you.”
Eddie saluted. “Roger that, beautiful. Can’t have it be a trap and miss out on the amazing finale we have planned.”
Steve blushed.
Finally Carver was done and Tammy Thompson took the stage.
And Robin and Steve shared their ‘Muppet’ joke with their partners. Robin with Vickie and Steve with Eddie.
Eddie burst out laughing. “She does! That’s hilarious.”
They watched the game and then with only a minute left of the game, the coach was forced to put out their third string players with the most of the team either injured or fouled out.
“Holy shit,” Gareth said on the other side of Steve. “Is Lucas actually fucking playing?”
And sure enough, Lucas was jogging out onto the court.
It was the final seconds of the game and Lucas made his final shot, the entire Hellfire Club, rising to their feet as the ball sailed through the air.
Then the buzzer sounded and the ball went through the hoop. Nothing but net!
They were all screaming and jumping up and down. Lucas had won the game for Hawkins High.
Steve shared a look with Robin and suddenly she was bright pink. She had no choice now, she had to ask Vickie out on a date.
As they were piling out of the auditorium, Mike pulled Gareth aside, and threw his arm around his shoulders.
“Will is my best friend,” he said with a grin that meant all business, “you break his heart, I break your knees.” Then he patted the older teen on the chest and walked off calling Will’s name.
Eddie caught the exchange and saddled up to Gareth’s side. “So... you and Will?”
Gareth managed to turn an even brighter shade of red then he already was. “Shut up.”
“You ask him out yet?” Eddie cackled.
“I was going to tonight after the finale, but then this happened,” he muttered morosely.
“So do it now,” Eddie said gently.
Gareth pushed him playfully. “Yeah, right. I’ll do it when you confess to Steve.”
Eddie cackled. “Steve and I have been together for a week. We were going to announce it at the finale.”
Gareth blinked at him for a moment. “God dammit.”
Eddie laughed and then grabbed Jeff to go make his deal.
~
Turned out that Chrissy wanted the sleeping pills because she wasn’t eating and that shit was affecting her sleep.
Eddie dug the heel of his palm into his eye as fought down the frustration that rose like bile in the back of his throat.
“You’ll get your drugs, I promise,” he huffed to Jeff’s barely concealed amusement. “I just have to make a call.”
Jeff and Chrissy sat on the sofa while Eddie whispered harshly into the phone.
“So, you have a club?” Chrissy asked, gripping her knees tightly.
“Yep,” Jeff said with a grin. “It’s game called D&D we pick characters and play them, fighting demons and shit.”
“That’s cool.”
Eddie hung up and he let out a long breath through his nose. “Right, Steve’s coming over because he’ll know how to handle an ED better than we can.”
Chrissy tilted her head to the side. “Steve? Steve Harrington?”
“Yep!” Jeff said draping his arm over the back the couch. “He’s a good dude.”
“Jason idealizes him,” she admitted. “Thought Billy was absolutely the wrong choice for captain last year.”
“Sorry, I don’t trust your boyfriend, sweetheart,” Eddie told her crossing his arms over his chest. “He gives me heavy Jim Jones vibes.”
She winced but didn’t refute it.
The phone rang and Jeff and Eddie shared a glance. Who the fuck would be calling this late at night?
Eddie went to answer the phone.
“Hello?”
“Eddie!” Lucas cried. “Thank fuck I caught you in time! I tried calling Steve but no one was answering!”
“Hey, hey,” Eddie soothed. “We decided he was coming over here tonight, what’s wrong?”
“I think one of the players drugged this girl,” Lucas explained, “she’s really loopy and dizzy and Andy keeps trying to say he’ll take her home...”
Eddie pinched the side of his nose. “I’ll come get you and the girl. Get her somewhere safe, maybe with another cheerleader.” He turned to Chrissy. “Hey, one of the cheerleaders is having a bad time and our friend is trying to get her away from some bad dudes.”
Chrissy chewed on her lip. “It’s probably Carla. I heard the name Andy and he’s been trying to get her to go out with him all year.”
Eddie turned back to Lucas. “Ask her if her name is Carla.”
Lucas did as he asked and came back with the affirmative.
“Right,” Eddie said. “I’m bringing Chrissy with me to get her somewhere safe.”
“K, thanks, Eddie.”
Eddie turned to Jeff. “Stay here and wait for Steve. I’ll call when we get to the girl’s house and let you guys know where to meet us.”
Jeff saluted. “Roger that.”
~
The rescue mission went off without a hitch and they all gathered at Carla’s house. Yes, that included Chrissy, Steve and Jeff.
“Thanks for coming, guys,” Lucas breathed as Chrissy was getting Carla into bed. “I went to Jason first. He’s the captain. But he just told me to leave it alone. It was her choice to drink so anything that happened to her was her fault. But I couldn’t just leave her there.”
Steve patted him on the shoulder. “You absolutely did the right thing. She’s home, she safe and that’s all because of you.”
Lucas nodded. And then he looked up at Steve through his eyelashes. “You won’t tell Max will you?”
Eddie and Steve shared a glance.
“Oh fuck no,” Steve muttered. “She would absolutely take it the wrong way. You can tell her you called us to help and we took everyone home.”
Lucas let out a sigh of relief. “Thanks, man.”
Chrissy came out of Carla’s bedroom. “She’s resting and should be fine by tomorrow.”
Everyone nodded.
“Let’s all exchange numbers so we can figure everything else out at a less heightened time,” Jeff said with a heavy sigh. “Like on Sunday.”
“Works for me,” Lucas agreed.
Everyone got everyone else’s number, but as the boys were leaving, Chrissy reached out and touched Jeff’s sleeve.
“Hey, can I get your number too?”
Jeff smiled at her and rattled it off for her to write down next to Steve and Eddie’s numbers.
As they walked out Eddie couldn’t resist teasing his best friend about getting the head cheerleader’s phone number.
~
Steve was having an absolute blast watching Lady Applejack just chewing up the scenery and the boys getting schooled by an eleven year old little girl. Lucas was cackling along with them.
He was really glad that they had all gone to the basketball game last night. He would have understood if Eddie had chosen not to move it, especially trying to balance ten people schedules, but it worked out in the end.
Kas had died a glorious death taking Vecna’s hit points down to half. Sir Michaelis legitimately sobbed when Eddie told the Party of his fate.
But now it was down to just Dustin and Erica’s characters having enough hit points to attack and the initiative order was Dustin, Erica, Vecna. And they both failed to hit, it was curtains for the whole party. He would unleash his final devastation and it would be a TPK. A total party kill.
Dustin rolled.
“And a miss!” Eddie chuckled.
Then it was Erica’s turn.
“You could run away,” he told her. “There is no shame in it. In fact, I could build the next campaign around avenging the deaths of the characters here.”
Erica chew on her lip as people at the table shouted advice at her. She shook her head. “If I’m going down, I’m going down swinging.”
Eddie nodded solemnly. “Roll your attack.”
She picked up D20 and tossed it. It tumbled down the length of the table and they all rose to their feet like they had for Mike, like the had for Lucas the night before.
Twenty.
It landed on a twenty.
The table roared.
“Lady Applejack pulls out her final arrow out of her quiver and nocked it in her bow,” Eddie intoned. “She pulled back and let her arrow fly. It flew straight and true, piercing the right eye of Vecna, killing him instantly. Then the lich’s body explodes in a shattering ray of light, leaving behind the hand that Kas had chopped off and the eye Lady Applejack pierced.”
They all clapped and cheered.
“I box up the remains of Vecna in that magic box Sir Michaelis got four sessions back,” Mike said. “And he’ll take them back to the other paladins for safe keeping.”
Eddie nodded. “A wise decision. All right, everyone levels up, and I believe this all takes you to eighteen at least.”
Everyone was so excited. They got all their gold and experience with nearly everyone getting to level twenty. They were true heroes now. And the ones that didn’t get to level twenty, Eddie started handing out ‘style points’ to get them there.
Some of the members of the club had never gotten a character to level twenty before and were chatting excitedly about it.
Gareth and Will had their heads close together as everyone celebrated and Will whispered something in Gareth’s ear that made him blush.
Steve walked up to Mike and put his arm around his shoulders. “Well that’s certainly new.”
Mike looked over at the two other boys and smiled softly. “Yeah. Will was really cute about and asked me if I was okay with him dating Gareth.”
Steve looked him in the eye. “And are we? You’ve been known to be pretty territorial about your best friend in the past.”
“To be honest,” Mike huffed, “I’m not sure on that front. But Eddie told me that Will having a boyfriend isn’t the end of the world, it’s the start of something new. And yeah it’s gonna suck. But I have El and denying Will having the chance at something that special feels wrong.”
Steve smiled gently at him. “Yeah. It’s really special when you find you someone who just makes everything better.”
“Do you still wish that was my sister?” he asked shyly.
“No,” Steve said shaking his head. “I found someone else. Someone who matches me on every level.”
Eddie laughed out loud at something Jeff said and Steve couldn’t help but smile fondly.
Mike looked between Eddie and Steve and then said, “Ah. Yeah, he’s a much better fit for you. I love my sister. But I think she was always built for the battlefield and that’s no place to find love.”
Steve blushed. “Jonathan seems to handle her just fine.”
“Jonathan matches her through,” Mike insisted. “He’s the like the hilt to her blade.”
Steve nodded. “We’re going to announce to everyone that we’re dating tonight before everyone goes home and then I’m going to tell Max and El and everyone else tomorrow.”
“I’m happy that this really was our year,” Mike murmured. “No more Upside Down. Everyone got therapy, thank god, and we’ve made some really good friends that are outside the trauma of the last three years.”
“More than we could have hoped for, that’s for sure.” Steve patted him on the back and then went to go join Eddie.
They would come out to everyone later that night and there wasn’t a single person who was against it. They all saw how happy they were together and how happy they made each other.
El and Max would be thrilled too, Max immediately claiming Eddie as her person now. Eddie had never felt more chosen in his life since Jeff’s old cat who hated everyone but his mom came right up to him and fucking purred.
Eddie would go on to graduate with Jeff, Brian, Robin, Jonathan, and Nancy, Wayne and Steve in the crowd, cheering him on.
Steve laughing so hard that he fell out of his seat when Eddie gave Prin. Higgins the bird, grabbed the diploma and ran off the stage, cackling.
“Are you sure you want that for you the rest of your life?” Wayne asked Steve as a couple of teachers chased Eddie around the football field a couple of times before he settled back in his proper seat like he had been there whole time and had not in fact held up the rest of the ceremony.
“Yeah, I really think I do,” Steve murmured. “It was a year of roadblocks and revelations, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.”
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I love how varied and universally weird the circumstances for making lifelong friendships are. Here's this guy I accidentally messaged once and I could not imagine my life without them now. Here's this girl I was so scared of when I met her, I would kill for her and remind her to rest on the regular. Here's this other guy we have so much in common we used to joke we were the same person in different timelines. It took us years to meet in person and I attended his wedding. There are also people who entered my life in absolutely unremarkable ways but changed it forever for the better. It's wonderful how easy it is to find people to love.
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I chose rockstar!
Somehow I missed one yesterday so!! COOOKKKKIEE!!
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Eddie leaned back and thought about it. “He’s doing his student teaching in September and graduating May 12th, so that plenty of time we can spend it together. I mean if he wanted...”
“Yeah,” Jeff said with a smile. “Now can you go to bed so that I can get some sleep?”
Eddie burst out laughing. “I swear you are such an old man and you’re barely twenty-three.”
Jeff threw a pillow at him and Eddie leapt over the sofa to get away from it. Jeff threw another pillow so Eddie made a mad dash for the door. He paused before closing the door behind him, “You love me!”
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I choose Powered Steve.
If not pookie, then why pookie shaped?!
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But in that moment just as he climaxed he felt a ripple of fear just outside of his normal range and then it was gone.
He just chalked it up to Tommy jump scaring Carol like sometimes did to tease her and promptly fell asleep after sex.
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The next morning Nancy, Tommy, and Carol were gone, but Barb’s car was still out front. Steve frowned at it and then went back to the pool area to see if Barb had fallen sleep on one of the lounge chairs waiting for Nancy.
But she wasn’t there. He did a quick sweep of the house, before deciding that Barb must have walked home after that beer, and shrugged it off.
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I chose Puss in Boots
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Dustin nodded and sat down, regarding them with interest. “How much could you fish in a week?”
“Like proper, full net fishing?” Will asked, looking over at Jonathan.
“Easily a hundred, at least,” Jonathan said with a frown. “Why do you ask?”
“I am willing to make a deal,” Dustin said with light purr in his voice. “All I ask is one favor for when I have need of it. And maybe, you’ll never have to catch another crab again.”
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“Created lesson plans, taught summer school, drivers’ ed, adult education classes...” he said with a sniff. “I don’t know.”
“Some teachers do that, sure,” Jeff agreed. “But not sons of rich millionaires. The teachers that do that do so that they can still make money during the summer.”
Eddie straightened up and looked Jeff in the eye. “So you think that Steve would want to come with me...?”
“You’d have to ask him,” he agreed with a half shrug. “But sure. I don’t see why not.”
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I'm choosing robbery for this one lol!
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Steve blinked at him for a moment. “I’m not sure I understand.”
“Sweetheart, you were underage,” Eddie explained, wrapping his arms around Steve. “Normally they would try you as an adult, but because your parents paid for the best lawyer they were able to convince the prosecutor that you had diminished capacity and couldn’t be tried as an adult.”
“My dad was the only one who visited me in the hospital,” he murmured. “I always wondered why he was the only one who cared...”
“Well you have me now...” Eddie said into his ear. “And I am getting you out of here alive if it’s the last thing I do.”
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I choose Powered Steve.
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There was a tense moment between Nancy and her. The pair of them hissing like snakes as the undercurrent of distrust Barb had barely been concealing all night bubbled over into anger.
Steve was all smiles as the four of them laughed as they dried off, Tommy and Carol going off to the spare bedroom to ‘get out of their wet clothes’.
Steve knew they were going to fuck. Their lust was palpable. He turned his back so that Nancy could dry off and grinned when he heard the towel drop to the floor. She called his name and he turned around.
Steve’s grin widened as he walked toward her. She looked up at him between her eyelashes and he knew this was the moment he had been waiting for.
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Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! Now choose! The cup in front of you, or the cup in front of me?
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I chose Puss in Boots
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“Well, we don’t actually fish for a start,” Jonathan huffed, sitting down on a nearby log. “He likes crab our ogre. The only fishing we do is for our dinner.”
“But there are so many beautiful fish just leaping out of the river begging to be caught,” Dustin huffed.
“I think he just likes the joy of tearing an animal to pieces for his dinner...” Will muttered.
Jonathan scoffed. “There might be some truth to that, but I think it’s also that he puts on airs. Thinks that he’s better than all the inhabitants of the county. So it’s always the biggest game, the best mead, the purest honey, the finest silks. So to him fish is what us peasants eat. Not what some high lord would eat.”
