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Prompt Day 2: Crop Top | Word Count: 569 | Rating: T | CW: None | POV: Eddie | Pairing(s): Pre-Steve/Corroded Coffin/Eddie | Tags: Flirting | Read on ao3

for @corrodedcoffinfest

Eddie opens the screen door and lets it slam behind him. He sits down on the couch and lights his cigarette, waiting for the show to begin.

"Hey, dickhead, nice job waiting for us," Les says.

Les, Jeff, and Gareth stumble out the front door, mugs in hand and squish onto the couch. Gareth grabs his cigarette carton and steals one. 

"I should've never told you all about this," Eddie grumbles. 

'This' opens his front door and heads to his garden. 

Eddie's neighbor, Steve (precious knowledge he learned from Wayne), is fucking hot. Like, would have people rioting over him like he's Helen of Troy hot. It doesn't help that he wears the tiniest crop tops Eddie's ever seen. His shirts hit him anywhere between just under his pecs and about the halfway point for his torso. Combined with short shorts with the white piping, he had to be lethal in this county and the neighboring ones. 

"Goddamn he looks good," Jeff says. 

"You didn't lie about him being hot," Gareth says as he blows out smoke. 

"I don't lie about hot guys," Eddie smugly replies. 

The first time Eddie saw Steve, it was after a night of heavy drinking. Hungover and hoping fresh air might keep the nausea at bay, he was instead greeted by a hotness so intense he thought he was imagining it. It turns out he wasn't, so now, every Tuesday at eight am Eddie is conveniently outside so he may ogle to his heart's content. He was even going to get up the courage to talk to Steve today. Except, now the guys are crashing after spending the night. 

"Yoo hoo! Big boy, my friend wants to talk to you about something," Gareth shouts. 

Eddie ducks his head and punches Gareth. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Trying to get you laid asshole," he whispers back. 

Steve comes over. He's wearing a floppy hat today. Eddie is utterly charmed. 

"Uh, hey," Eddie starts. He's looking up at Steve and honestly the view is amazing. He can see dark chest hair and the hint of a nipple. He sits back up and holds out his hand. "I'm Eddie."

Steve smiles. "Hi, Eddie. I'm Steve."

Steve's grip is firm, his palms calloused. Eddie stops himself from imagining what those hands would feel like.

"Hi Steve," Eddie replies a little breathlessly.

Steve nods his head. "Looks like a bigger crowd than usual."

Eddie turns his head and looks at Jeff, Les, and Gareth. They're all doing a horrible job of trying to look busy.

Eddie's face burns. "I may have mentioned something about my hot neighbor and they decided they wanted a look themselves."

Steve steps closer to the guys and strikes a playful pose, hand covering the expanse of his exposed skin. "And what do you think?"

"Uh, A+," Gareth stammers.

"Fuckin' fantastic," Jeff exclaims.

"I want to lick your stomach," Les blurts out.

Steve laughs and sweeps his gaze over them. "Well, if you want to come over, I get off work at eight tonight."

He waves to them, goes back to his yard, and waters his plants.

So Eddie pulls Steve aside to explain to him that Robin just isn’t into him, but he does it so poorly and tells Steve that his crush isn’t into him and Steve is just heartbroken

"You're not being arrested," The agent in front of them repeats for the hundredth time. "You're not being interrogated. This isn't an interrogation. It's an interview. We're gathering information on what happened tonight."

"That's what I'd say if I was interrogating someone," Steve shrugs. He turns to Robin and says, "That's how they get you."

"We're not trying to 'get you,' we-"

"They want to frame up for the mall burning down," Robin accuses. "You think you're so smart with your mind tricks. Well, we solved a Russian code with-"

"Robin."

"Oh," She's stops. Narrows her eyes. "Tricky."

"You already told us about the - what did you call it? The Mind Flayer."

"The flesh monster."

"Yes."

"We signed an NDA about upside down bullshit already so we talked about it. This is different. Duh."

Robin echoes, "Duh."

"Okay," The agent says. "Just tell up what happened when you were underground and-"

"Not without a lawyer."

The agent sighs.

The agent thinks they should've went to nursing school like their mother wanted.

The agent thinks the lord above that Mr Harrington and Miss Buckley's lawyer - Mr Harrington (father) - finally finished filling out his paperwork.

Steve's father looks pissed right up until he sees his son beaten half to hell. He opens his mouth to ask what the fuck happened when Steve turns to the agent.

by CrystalDragonette

Eddie asked out Steve to teach him a lesson, and he regretted ever since.

And now he has to realize apologizing will never be enough for what he did.

Words: 1761, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson, Gareth (Stranger Things)

Relationships: Past Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson - Relationship

Eddie came home and Steve is crying.

Eddie was in the entry way and he can see Steve in the kitchen and he’s crying. He’s facing away from Eddie, heating something up on the stove, and he’s crying. Eddie can hear him sniffling. He can see the way his shoulders move just slightly and a thousand thoughts rush through Eddie’s mind.

Robin’s hurt. No. Steve wouldn’t be here if she was hurt. When she scraped her knee falling off of her bike, Steve was by her side all afternoon.

His parents called. It wouldn’t make sense. Steve never left their phone number after their move.

He’s failed a class. Again, wouldn’t make sense. Steve was on top of his grades, making sure he wasn’t forgetting any tests or projects. He was taking college seriously.

Eddie’s fucked up.

This is the only logical answer.

Eddie made Steve upset … Just how?

This morning’s events ran through his head. Steve got up for a run, showered, woke Eddie up (fully) with some kisses. They messed around. Then Eddie went off to work.

Did he kiss Steve before he left?

Surely he did. He’d never forget.

Did he forget to tell Steve he loved him? Never in a million years. He tells him that every time he leaves the room.

Did he forget an event?

It’s not Steve’s birthday. That’s in the summer.

It’s not their anniversary … is it?

Shit.

Is it the anniversary when Steve first asked Eddie out?

Or the anniversary of the day when Eddie realized they’ve been dating (for two months!)?

Or the anniversary of moving in together?

Or the first time they said “I love you” to each other?

Shit. Was it the first time they’ve fucked?

Somehow Steve keeps all these dates in his head and Eddie can barely keep track of them.

Whatever date it was: Eddie forgot to tell Steve happy anniversary this morning.

Shit.

He should get flowers.

He turned on his heel — his boots squeaking on the linoleum floor.

“Oh, hi Eddie!” Steve greeted with a sniff.

Eddie turned to look at Steve and it’s worse than he thought. Steve’s eyes were so watery, a slight red. He had to been crying all day.

“I made supper,” Steve said. “Should be done here soon.”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” Eddie said, rushing over to Steve. He took Steve’s face in his hands, wiping away any loose tears. “I’m so sorry that I forgot.”

Steve furrowed his brow. “Forgot what?”

“I —“ Eddie trailed off. He couldn’t think of what made today so special. “I don’t know what today is.”

“Friday?” Steve asked confused.

“No, I mean, yes,” Eddie said. “I just meant — I’m sorry. For whatever I did. I hate to see you cry.”

“That’s not what you said last night,” Steve rolled his eyes, turning back to the meat sauce.

“I still need to bake the lasagna, so you have plenty of time to shower,” Steve sniffled, wiping at his eye. “Will you take the trash out? That onion is still killing me.”

“Onion?” Eddie asked, his eyes darted to the trash can.

“It’s so strong,” Steve laughed. “It’s been bothering me since I started.”

“Of course,” Eddie laughed. He gathered the trash and pressed a quick kiss to Steve’s cheek. “I love you.”

i am going to... eat a Very greasy cheeseburger... and then rub my hands All Over your little dork books

dustin: *gasp!* you wouldn't dare...

From there it's not actually difficult to get the other soldiers onboard with covering up the fact that poor Ping took one for the team and got afflicted by the vagina curse, especially since it would have been all of them if they hadn't gotten the warning ahead of time. So they agree to help him cover it up, because obviously the army's not going to understand.

Mulan: Uh, what boobs? Huh? Where did these come from?

Mushu: *facepalms and thinks quickly* (speaks from the shadows) I AM THE SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! BEWARE MY CURSED WATERS FOR THEY WILL TURN MEN INTO WOMEN!

Mulan: Look-

Ling, Yao, and Chien Po: WE CAN EXPLAIN!!

[One convoluted, chaotic explanation later]

Shang: ...is this why you've all been insisting we don't camp anywhere that doesn't have a lake.

Shang: and then none of you actually swim in it.

Shang: and you all keep jumping at shadows.

Shang: wait a second Ping did this happen before or after you became insanely good at fighting?

Shang: did you get better at fighting after you became a woman.

Shang: are women better at fighting than us.

Mulan: ....uh. well. maybe? no one's ever tried to find out.

Yao: [thinking very fast] y'know Captain it's just so hard to find recruits these days.

Chien Po: Real shortage of men.

Ling: Lots of women, though.

Mulan: [catching on] Without marriage prospects.

Shang: You're right, men. The spirits must have done this in order to show us that we should be recruiting women as fighters.

Mushu [from the shadows, seeing an opportunity to do the funniest thing]: EXACTLY, LI SHANG. I HAVE TRANSFORMED PING INTO A WOMAN BECAUSE YOU HAVE TOO LONG OVERLOOKED THE TRUE WAY TO WIN THE WAR.

Mulan [seeing an opportunity to get all the stories straight]: O Great Spirit, is it reversible?

Mushu: WHY WOULD YOU WISH TO REJECT MY GIFT? I HAVE SEEN YOUR HEART, CHILD, AND HAVE ALREADY ALTERED THE MEMORIES OF EVERYONE WHO KNEW YOU BEFORE YOU LEFT FOR THE ARMY. YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THEIR DAUGHTER.

Li Shang: Welp, the spirits have spoken. Ping - wait is your name still Ping if you're a woman now?

Mulan: Uh. Actually, I was thinking of renaming myself. How do you feel about Mulan?

BONUS:

Mulan [climbing out of the eleventh lake the men have arranged for her to swim in]: Yeah no, it didn't work. Still got boobs. [tries to appear dejected].

Chien Po: If it makes you feel better, they're very nice boobs.

"Hey, idiot don't forget your dice." and he tosses the pouch at Dustin, who barely catches it because he's an unathletic loser. He scoffs and smiles anyway, "Thanks dad."

Before Eddie can process that, Dustin walks out, completely oblivious to the fact that he'd even said the D-word. Eddie stands there for way longer than he should, circling through pride, affection, and offense because he is NOT old enough to be a father!

A few weeks go by, Eddie pretty much forgets about it and chooses not to bring it up, because despite what everyone thinks, he isn't the biggest douchebag in the word. (He still is one of course but not the biggest!) Eddie forgets about it until another hellfire session is over, but Dustin took a little too long, and Steve Harrington comes marching into the school.

"Dude, I told you to be quick today! I promised Max and Lucas I'd take them to the movies!" The perfectly styled brunette started to scold, Eddie found himself a little hot under the collar as he glanced between Dustin and his much taller, much more attractive friend.

Dustin rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, jesus, you're such a nag, mom." He added the "mom" mockingly, Harrington didn't even bristle. "I'm flattered to be compared to your mother, now move your ass." He demanded, dragging Dustin away by his bag.

Eddie was once again, stuck standing there for a little longer than he should've, before his feet were suddenly moving and he burst into the parking lot and luckily, somehow, Harrington and Dustin weren't in their cars yet.

"Henderson called me dad once!" He shouted over at them, a little out of breath. "If you're his mother I think I owe you a date! Or at least child support!" He called, giving Harrington a sharp grin even though a part of him was horrified at his own actions.

Dustin looked ten times more horrified than Eddie felt, but Steve just turned, glanced Eddie over, and paused. "That can be arranged." He smirked a little before getting in his car, Dustin followed, and even over the engine starting Eddie could hear the kid screeching about dignity or something.

They drove away but Eddie's heart was pounding louder than them turning out of the parking lot.