Potentially lovely, perpetually human

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Of the bills. The responsibility. The emotional labor. The constant pressure of trying to make life work for themselves and the people they love.

Ship: Harringroveson | Rated: E | Chapter 2/24 | inspired by Hair (Musical) | Vietnam War | Idiots in Love | Period Typical Everything

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/86838381/chapters/231773816

Chapter Snippet:

"And send the Wheelers our best regards, Steven. Do you hear me?"

Steve suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and smiled as his mother pushed his hair out of his eyes. Her hand lingered in the air for a moment before she gave him a gentle smile reserved for charity and the poor. That was what he was now. A charity case. A fixed-up wedding to keep him out of trouble. His father placed his hand on Steve's shoulder, guiding him towards the door.

"Don't make any rash decisions, Steven. Remember what we talked about."

Grabbing his hat and suitcase, Steve opened the door. Of course, his father wanted to lecture him one last time. The hand on his shoulder felt heavy with what lay beyond the threshold. A clear path set out in front of him. Go to New York, get engaged to Nancy, and have a little Harrington or two running around. At least he could have that. It was a good life. It was respectable.