Eddie ran into Steve Harrington at a bar.
He just finished a show around the corner, and maybe it was a risk being out in public so close to so many fans - but he really just needed to blow off some steam. How was he expected to go back to his hotel and settle in for the night after playing for twenty thousand fans? Their biggest show yet! The guys were drained, happy to head back and crash for the night, but not Eddie, he was buzzing.
Eddie felt like they’d finally made it big. Graduating to a real arena tour was a risk. Until they saw the crowd with their own eyes, the band wasn’t sure they could actually sell so many tickets. In the right settings, they were actually starting to get recognized- mostly when they were all together, but still, Eddie couldn’t believe how far they’d come.
So when he ran into his high school crush - golden boy of their small town - Steve Harrington, Eddie felt like the stars had aligned just for him.
Steve glanced over at him, catching Eddie’s look of disbelief. Eddie couldn’t even attempt to act like he wasn’t staring at the man beside him.
“Eddie Munson? Holy shit-” Steve’s eyes went wide.
Was he-… no… Steve Harrington couldn’t be a fan, could he?
Eddie let out a surprised laugh and beamed. “In the flesh.”
Steve turned a little red, grin stretching across his lips. “Wow.”
Steve hadn’t noticed him in high school, but now that he was kinda of famous, it seemed like he was finally on the man’s radar. Eddie could have felt bitter about it- could have turned up his nose at the guy that never wanted him when he was nobody, but he wasn’t so angry with the world these days. Next to him was a beautiful man, and he had the chance to fulfill his younger self’s fantasies.
So what if Steve only saw him as a rockstar, Eddie had survived being known for far worse.
Steve ran into Eddie Munson at a bar.
He moved to Indy a year after he graduated with his best friend Robin. After his popularity crashed and burned his senior year, Steve was left pretty aimless for what he wanted for his future, but in that loss, he discovered so much more about himself. Now he was happily working as a teaching aid.
Running into Eddie was a blast from the past. He’d always been frustratingly fascinated by the guy, but it took an enlightening conversation with Robin to realize there was more to it. By the time he realized it, Eddie was already packing up and leaving town as fast as he could. He’d always been Steve’s ‘what if.’
Now, he had a chance to play out his long harbored crush, and Eddie looked good. He had always had a wild confidence, but now he seemed more self assured. Less… defensive.
Maybe Steve threw himself at the guy- but listen, this was the guy that made him realize he was bi in the first place. He deserved to be a little slutty about it.
He followed Eddie back to his hotel room, which was… wow. Strangely impressive. Steve had been a little disappointed to find out Eddie was apparently just passing through Indy. There went his hopes that this could happen again. Though, all his thoughts went out the window when Eddie’s lips made contact with his neck.
They barely made it to the bed, pressing each other against every surface on the way. Steve couldn’t believe how hot Eddie had gotten. He was always eye catching, but the added ink, leather pants, and- shit is that eyeliner? Steve was sure this had to be a dream.
Eddie laid in the mess of blankets and pillows, limbs tangled with Steve’s. He was tracing the moles on Steve’s arm, making lazy little constellations.
“God I’ve been thinking about that for way too long,” Steve breathed out with a giddy laugh. “Sorry that’s so weird to say.”
Eddie grinned. “You have no idea.”
Steve turned to face him, playfully urgent. Their faces were maybe an inch apart. Eddie wanted to pull him back in for another round.
“No- really. Is it completely embarrassing to admit you were the one that made me realize I liked guys in the first place?” Steve’s cheeks were red, like this was a humiliating admission and not the most groundbreaking moment of Eddie’s life.
He tried to play to cool, even as he pulled Steve impossibly closer.
“Oh yeah? Possibly the best contribution metal music has made to society,” he mumbled against his skin, pressing kisses down Steve’s neck,
“Metal? Representing the entire genre now? Nice to know you haven’t changed,” Steve hummed in amusement.
Eddie’s brow furrowed. He pulled back to look at Steve. “Haven’t changed?”
Steve rolled his eyes. “Yeah, you were always going on about how metal was the best music in high school. You even had that band with your friends. I saw you guys once. What was the name again?” Steve played with Eddie’s hair, eyes tracing down the curls.
Eddie could hear his heart beat pounding away.
“You remember me from high school?”
Steve blinked, confusion twisting his relaxed expression. “What? Of course? How else would I know you?”
Eddie let out a choked laugh. “Holy shit.”
Steve sat up, releasing himself from their position. “Eddie, what are you talking about?” He looked guarded.
Eddie couldn’t have that. He pulled Steve back down into the mattress, rolling over to bracket him between his arms.
“I made the horrible assumption that you didn’t even notice me back then, my liege. My mistake truly- and rest assured, I’ll be forgoing any further assumptions,” Eddie smiled down at him.
Steve seemed to relax a bit, looking up at him with a soft expression. “Didn’t notice you? Eddie… you were all I could think about.”
Eddie leaned down, pressing his face to Steve’s chest. “Oh sweetheart, you wound me! What could have been…” Eddie teased. “Though, you got to skip some rough years, so maybe it was all for the best.”
“Rough years? What happened?” Steve looked so beautifully concerned. Eddie felt his heart melt in his chest.
“Well, it all worked out in the end- but I still have that band you so graciously remember, and we’ve been on a wild ride the past few years. To be completely honest, it’s why I thought you recognized me elsewhere,” Eddie bashfully admitted.
Steve tilted his head. “Oh? So, you guys are like… getting pretty successful?”
Eddie nodded. “Did you uh… hear about the concert down the street? It was around the corner from the bar. Corroded Coffin?”
Steve’s eyes widened dramatically. “That’s you? Holy shit, Eddie! That’s amazing!”
He couldn’t help but collapse against Steve in a fit of laughter. Steve wrapped his arms around him, holding Eddie close.
“So, wait, you thought I was… what- some kinda groupie?” Steve scoffed.
Eddie felt his face get warm, hiding against Steve’s chest. “Shut up… it seemed more likely than you being into… me.” He peaked up at Steve.
Eddie Munson was apparently some kind of big time rockstar. Steve had heard him play once at the Hideout, and he wasn’t surprised his band made it. They were good- even if it wasn’t Steve’s type of music.
The fancy hotel room made more sense.
Steve had honestly just been too focused on Eddie to notice all the little details. Everything was so intense, even now, he could barely stop himself from running his hands all over Eddie’s body.
Okay- maybe he wasn’t doing much to hold himself back. Especially when he immediately offered to play the role of groupie and blew Eddie until his eyes rolled back.
It was morning now, and Steve couldn’t remember the last time he stayed the night with someone. Unfortunately, he still woke up to an empty bed. Steve knew he shouldn’t be surprised. Eddie was famous now, and he was just some old high school crush. He showered, got dressed in his clothes from the night before, and sighed as he headed for the door.
Eddie blinked back at him, room key pinched between two fingers, a travel cup in each hand, and a paper bag hanging from between his teeth. They stood there in surprise for a moment before Eddie pointedly looking down at the bag and back at Steve. He took the hint, grabbing the bag from him.
“Well, you’re up early. Thought I could maybe sneak back before you got up,” Eddie smiled, brushing past him.
Steve followed him back into the small kitchenette area. “You… wanted me to stay?”
Eddie’s attention snapped to him. “Of course? Shit, were you leaving just now?” He looked hurt.
Steve shook his head quickly. “Nope. I’m not going anywhere.”
Eddie relaxed. “Good. Cause now that I’ve got ya, there’s no way I’m letting you go.”
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