#teacher steve

Movie star AU where Eddie is an actor, but because he always gets cast in a wig, no one usually recognizes him with his mane of hair. And Eddie is fine with that, he can still be goofy and himself without being hounded by the media, so all good.

He gets cast as Johnny Storm, does his job pretty well and does the whole tour and promo in the wig and contact lenses, so he maintains his semi-anonymity.

He gets invited to a screening of the movie in Indianapolis. It's a special event because it's for charity, the town of Hawkins which is god knows where got struck by the worst earthquake in decades and Eddie, who's never been there but it's his uncle's hometown, volunteers to come and get more funds for the rebuilding and relief efforts.

It goes as usual, he wears his costume, wig and lenses, shakes a lot of hands, gives a lot of smiles, hugs kids, takes pictures, posts online with links to donation pages. When it's finally done and everyone waits for the movie to start, Eddie learns from his manager Chrissy that his ride will only be there in 3 hours because of a confusion with the agency.

Oh well. There's a movie and he got a ticket for it along with his invite, so he can watch it again. And maybe admire Pedro Pascal...again. Just a little.

Eddie changes out of the costume, dons his usual attire, lets his hair down and plops next to a gorgeous guy around his age who is arguing in very loud whispers with a teenager in a baseball cap next to him.

"Steve, I'm just saying that if they mess it up like they did with the originals-"

"Then you'll take it gracefully, Dustin. You'll watch the rest of the movie, clap at the end, the usual. The kids here need at least one good day. But," the man named Steve raises his finger, "you can bitch about the movie all the way back to Hawkins tomorrow and I won't stop you. I might even get you some nougat if you are quiet."

Eddie can't see Dustin's face, but he can hear the scoff. "You're treating me like a kid."

"Are you formally declining the nougat bribe then?"

"...no. I'll take it."

"Good." Then he finally turns to Eddie and gives him an apologetic smile. "Kids," he whispers and offers him some popcorn to make up for the whisper fight during the movie ads. "Sorry about that. Are you here with the kids as well? I haven't seen you around."

Eddie shakes his hand but grabs a handful of popcorn. "Nah, I'm here with the movie theater. Just helping with some stuff and they gave me a ticket for my help." It's not exactly a lie, right? "You're from Hawkins? A...teacher?"

Steve nods. "Yep. Can't say I chose the best time or place to get employed there, but I love the kids. Things home are...well. I guess you watch the news. So getting them out to see something nice for a change is all we can do."

The movie starts and Eddie settles down in his seat, enjoys the music. He knows some actors don't like watching their movies, but he always does it, preferably with Wayne - then he can share all of the weird and embarrassing details like which costumes chafed the worst and where his co-stars messed up.

Then his character appears on screen. Eddie sees Steve lick his lips and mutter to himself something. Something that sounded like "oh fuck." Eddie thinks for a second that maybe Steve recognized him, but no.

As the movie goes on, Eddie only pays attention to Steve's reactions. He seemed so cool when he saw him for the first time, but now he sees he's a bit of a dork. He really gets into the story, clutches his chest in sad or touching moments and even laughs at the "is the board a part of her body" moments. Eddie could sit there forever.

Almost at the end, when Johnny attempts to sacrifice himself, Steve sighs and looks dreamily at the screen. "I'd give an arm for a date with that guy," he says and Eddie's brain shuts down.

"Um...I don't want your arm, I prefer it attached to your body," he laughs, "but a date sounds nice. I haven't had one in ages though, so I might be rusty."

Steve turns his head and gapes at Eddie.

Eddie's brain wakes up and screams "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!", but it's too late.

Steve's gaze travels between the screen, Eddie's face and back. "Oh. You are-"

"I can wear the wig and contacts if you're that into it," Eddie interrupts him. "I mean. This," he points at his face and body, "is not exactly as advertised, but-"

But Steve stops him, places his hand on top of Eddie's. "God, no. I mean. I like this better than the advertisment. But...uh..."

Eddie waits. He sees tens of questions run through Steve's head. He finally opens his mouth.

"Do you like pizza for dinner?" he asks and Eddie almost swoons.

♡ steve harrington x f!reader

♡ warnings: none, pure fluffy cuteness; steve being a dad; learning to braid hair; you're happily mrs. harrington, with two little ladies

♡ word count: 500ish

♡ pls do not copy or repost my works on any other sites, ty!!

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by idontshaveforsher_yesyoudo

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Character: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Original Characters Additional Tags: POV Outsider, 5+1 Things, texhnically not, Teachers, Future Fic, Fix-It, band teacher eddie, shop teacher steve, basketball coach steve, and also, guidance counsellor steve, Established Relationship, Humor Words: 4,638 Chapters: 1/1

Summary

this can be read as a standalone or as a companion ficlet to the original fic linked above!

Steve’s students sit with rapt attention under the dimmed lights and Eddie’s theatrical storytelling. While Eddie sits in Steve’s desk chair, his arms gesticulate wildly with a flair like no other. Steve props against the arm of his chair and drags his hand softly up and down Eddie’s back while he lets himself fall into the memory. 

Last October

Corroded Coffin’s show at The Venue at Fourth and West is the biggest they’ve played yet.

Seven thousand people and Steve and Robin, as always, take their rightful place on the front and center barricade. 

Eddie’s on stage, adrenaline pumping and energy high as they play through their last song before the encore. 

From his vantage point he’s got a perfect view of Steve singing his heart out and dancing with Robin, wearing a smile so bright it puts the spotlights to shame. 

If Eddie’s heart wasn’t already pounding at the sight it would be as he holds out the last chord of the final song on their set. 

As the noise in the room swells with the crowd’s cheers and applause, the lights dim and Eddie sees the other three guys slip off stage.

Steeling himself with a deep breath, Eddie meets the stagehand to his left and switches his Warlock for an acoustic. 

Where he stood centerstage previously, there now sits a stool and a mic stand. He makes himself comfortable, sat far back with one foot anchored to the ground and the other braced on the stool’s cross-rod. 

A single spotlight beams down directly on him as he leans over to speak into his mic.

“Alright, alright. I’ve got one last song for you today and it’s pretty special. Now I’m saying this once and I don’t want to hear shit about it again, got it? I do not care if you do not like this song because it's not for any of you motherfuckers!” 

Laughter ripples through the crowd and a few people in the audience yell back. 

Eddie scans his eyes across the crowd and they land on his boy once more. He can only imagine his smile mirrors the one he sees on Steve’s face.

“Hey baby,” he starts and lets out a breathy laugh when Steve rolls his eyes and hides his face in his hands. “Don’t hide sunshine, I’ve got a song for you.” He snaps and waves at the security guards and waves them Steve’s way. “Come on up Stevie, you know the drill.”

Know the drill he does. While Steve hops the barricade and is led to the stage, Eddie addresses the crowd once more.

“Like I said, this song is not for any of you so I do not want to hear shit from any of you, okay?” He sets to loosening the strap on his guitar when Steve makes it to center stage with him.

Just out of earshot of the mic Steve props his hands on his hips and grins. Asks, “Okay, what’re we doing this time?”

Eddie smirks and holds his guitar out to his right and pats the front of the stool for Steve to sit.

Steve snorts as he makes his way over. “If you think my ass is going to fit there you’ve got another thing coming.”

Eddie barks out a laugh and shifts further onto his stool as Steve sits, his back pressed tight to Eddie’s chest. He smacks a kiss to Steve’s cheek and waggles his eyebrows.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time!”

He swings his guitar back over his own shoulder and across Steve’s chest, hooks his chin over his shoulder and adjusts his grip.

Steve giggles down at the action and his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline.

“How many times did you make Gareth practice this with you?” He laughs.

“Too fucking many!” Gareth yells from his place in the wings.

Eddie shushes them both and kicks his mic stand a little closer as he starts to strum. He leans in close to Steve’s ear and whispers “Love you Stevie,” before he starts humming into the mic.

Realistically he knows he has approximately seven seconds before Steve catches on. He savors the brief moments where Steve just smiles and sways along.

At second six the recognition flutters across his features and he snaps his head towards Eddie.

“Is this fucking Taylor Swift?”

Eddie laughs and says “Eddie’s Version.”.

Steve laughs and rubs a hand down his face. Eddie hears a muffled “Oh my god” just before he begins to sing. 

Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving

But I know I saw a light in you

And as we walked we would talk

And I didn't say half the things I wanted to

Robin, god love her, Eddie sees has taken her role in this whole shenanigan very seriously. Having rounded up every photographer and videographer right up in front of center stage. Her own smile is barely contained where she covers her mouth with her hands.

Of all the guys tossing rocks at your window

I'll be the one waiting there even when it's cold

Hey Stephen, boy, you might have me believing

I don't always have to be alone

Just before he makes it to the chorus Steve’s laughter has calmed down and he’s left with a pleased smile as he sways to the music braced against Eddie’s chest. 

Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel

Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so

Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you

Can't help it if there's no one else

Mmm, I can't help myself

He swings his guitar up and over Steve’s head and tugs him back onto the stool as he steps off. Steve looks at him with a confused smile but he doesn't go too far. He props a foot up on the cross-rod and leans in close when he starts again.

Hey Stephen, I've been holding back this feeling

So I've got some things to say to you 

I've seen it all, so I thought

But I never seen nobody shine the way you do

He spins around with a flourish and props on Steve’s other side and flutters his eyelashes to make Steve laugh again.

The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name

It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change

Hey Stephen, why are people always leaving?

I think you and I should stay the same

Before the second chorus he breaks out of his Steve induced trance and looks back to the crowd and laughs when he’s met with a sea of flashlight beams swaying back and forth. When he looks back at his boy he finds him giggling with a look of awe on his face.

'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel

Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so

Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you

Can't help it if there's no one else

Mmm, I can't help myself

He leans in close and says “Alright we’re gonna switch it up here Stevie, you ready?”

Steve smiles as bright as the sun. “For anything.”

Eddie takes his guitar off and hands it off to someone, he doesn’t know who to be honest. Doesn’t really care. 

Gareth and Jeff take up playing the song while Eddie takes the mic off its stand.

They're dimming the stage lights

You're perfect for me

Why aren't you here tonight?

I'm waiting alone now

So come on and come out

And pull me near

And shine, shine, shine

The boys keep playing as Eddie’s heart threatens to beat out of his chest. He looks at Steve one more time, sees him smiling and happy. 

He reaches a hand into his back pocket and feels the box he’d snuck in when he switched guitars.

Takes a deep breath and drops down to one knee.

If he could hear over the blood in his ears he’d hear the crowd go crazy and the incessant sound of camera shutters.

But as it is he swears he can hear Steve’s sharp intake of breath when he realizes what’s happening.

Hey Stephen, I could give you fifty reasons

Why I should be the one you choose

All those other girls, well, they're beautiful

But would they sing this song for you?

Steve’s got his hand covering his mouth and tears in his eyes and he’s nodding. He’s nodding even though Eddie hasn’t asked yet and he loves Steve so much.

I can't help it if you look like an angel

Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so

Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you

Can't help it if there's no one else

Mmm, I can't help myself

He doesn’t even get to finish the rest of the lyrics because Steve is up and off the stool and has both hands pressed to his cheeks dragging him into a fierce kiss before he can even think. 

Eddie’s smiling and laughing so much that it's all teeth. But he’s so happy it's all teeth, it's all love, it's all Steve.

His arms are around Steve’s waist and the mic is somewhere, he doesn’t know or care.

“Stevie, baby. Baby I haven’t asked,” he laughs onto Steve’s lips.

Steve wraps his arms around his neck and buries his face in his shoulder.

“Yes. A hundred times yes. Don’t care. Yes!”

Eddie pulls Steve to face him with two hands on either side of his face, one still holding the box.

“Stevie, will you marry me?”

Steve's laugh resembles a sob but he’s smiling and nodding again and Eddie’s never been happier. 

“Yes.”

~~~~~

“You proposed with a Taylor Swift song?!” The curly-headed kid in the front row screeches.

Eddie uses his context clues to assume this is Dustin. 

Steve pipes up from his spot beside him. “He used to sing me that song when we were dating and it always made me laugh. I especially liked it when he would sing it in a Metallica shirt.”

Several of the other kids snort.

The door swings open in a flourish and Robin comes barreling in.

“Dude, are you holding your kids hostage? What’s goin– Oh hey Eds!” She waves.

“Hey Birdie.”

Steve looks at his watch and swears under his breath. “Alright guys, who’s going to Miss Buckley’s class next? Get out of here. I’ll sort the rest of you out.”

Eddie waves him off. “Don’t worry about it Stevie. I told Ms. Loretta in the office to let Nance and Jon know they’d be late to next period.”

Steve scoffs in shock. “Loretta likes you too much. I don’t know how you got in her good graces. Why would you do that though?”

“Well I thought your kiddos,” he gives the students a pointed glance,” would have figured me out by now and I wanted to bug them about their super cool, hot teacher.”

Steve claps his hands together in exasperation. “Okay, that’s enough. Everybody out!”

Students zip up their bags and filter out of the room and Robin knocks them on the back of the head as they walk out the door.

Steve shoves at Eddie’s shoulders. “You too! Go talk to Ms. Loretta, I have assignments to grade!”

Eddie laughs and ambles towards the door. He stops in the door frame and looks back at Steve who has his hands on his hips behind his desk. He wolf whistles and smiles back at him.

“See you at home big boy,” he winks. 

And from then on Billy would always come in the school to pick up Max and see Steve in his cute kindergarten teacher clothes with an apron full of handprints of little kids.

Somehow Max gets even into more troubles and Steve has to call Billy to school to talk to him over and over at least every week, to the point they end up fucking in Steve’s classroom one time.

New chapter is online!

Excerpt:

Eddie would go on like tours and every year Steve would take like a week off to go on tour with him. So each year he has to explain to his new students about his husband and what he does. And some of his students (mostly the emo ones) recognize the name immediately and start freaking out because hey, my teacher is married to Eddie freaking Munson?? It's really funny to Eddie and Steve gets annoyed whenever people ask him if they can meet his husband.