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It’s ladies night at the gay bar Eddie works at which means no men allowed, which means, ‘how the hell did this dork in a polo make it pass the bouncer and how the hell has no one complained about him yet?’

Eddie watches the admittedly gorgeous guy approach the bar and ask for a drink. Eddie responds with, “How did you get past Frank?”

“The bouncer?” Pretty boy asks. “Oh, I asked if I could come in.”

“You asked?”

“Yeah?”

“And he let you?”

“Yeahhh?”

“None of these girls are going to go for you,” Eddie tells him in case he somehow missed that this was the queerest bar in town. “They’re lesbians. They like women.”

“I know!” The guy - Steve, Eddie will find out later - smiles, bright and big. “Isn’t that great?!”

Something in Eddie curdles with disgust because, “Nice try, buddy. You’re not going to ‘turn’ a lesbian.”

“Hope not,” Steve laughs and then pulls a stack of Polaroids out of his pocket. “Look at this.”

He holds one out to Eddie, showing him the image of a girl looking done-as-shit with the camera in her face. There’s a phone number written at the bottom.

“This is Robin," Steve says fondly. “Shes my best friend, and a lesbian, and the best person I’ve ever met, and I love her…she deserves a girlfriend so I’m-“

“Advertising her?”

“Helping get her a date,” Steve finishes. “This will make a great story at their wedding.”

“That’s insane…and strangely endearing.”

“Yeah, I’m like that,” Steve says, sliding over a Polaroid of Robin giving the camera the bird. “That’s my phone number too. Just so you know.”

Dilated Pupils

Eddie has learned over the years that nothing pulls Steve out of a funk like having a helpful little task to perform, especially when it's something he knows Eddie hates doing

Sink full of dirty dishes? Eddie would rather gnaw his own arm off, but Steve knocks them out in no time and finishes with a smile on his face. They have mail, but it's cold outside? Eddie will whine and complain, and Steve already has his coat on and is happily sorting through envelopes on his way back up the driveway. It's dinner time, but Eddie forgot (or, uh, "forgot") one important ingredient he needs to cook? Steve's got his keys in hand, promising he'll be back in no time

Eddie has asked Steve to help with so many "impossible to open" jars over the years, and it puts a pep in Steve's step every time

Of course Eddie makes sure that Steve knows he's valued for more than what he's able to provide, what he's able to do, but sometimes all Steve really needs is to feel useful, and all Eddie really wants is to see him happy

(Sometimes not having to do the dishes is a bonus, though)

Eddie has never sold to Steve Harrington.

He has never nor will he ever sell to Steve Harrington. Sure, he sold to Steve friends who probably give him the drugs but that’s rich boy money.

And sure, Steve has never actually tried to buy from him but it’s the principle of the matter. Which is what makes this so interesting because, “Harrington?”

“Hey.”

Steve has been MIA from school for the past week and Billy has been telling everybody that he beat him to death, and well. It certainly looks like he gave it a good effort. So really.

What’s Eddie supposed to do here? Uphold his morals?

“Can I…help you?” Eddie asks, opening the screen door for him.

Steve hobbled insides and immediately asks, “You sell stuff, right? Whatever anybody wants, you got it?”

“That’s what they say. Got something in mind?”

“Sleep.”

“What?”

“I need - I just need sleep,” Steve says, words fast and a little desperate. “I can’t sleep at my house, man. I can’t. It’s - god, it’s been four days and my head is killing me. I - I feel like I’m going to die. I need sleep.”

Eddie just stares at him, blinking slowly because it doesn’t actually sound like Steve is asking for drugs. It sounds like he’s scared to have his guard down at home so, “Yeah, okay. Um, take the couch.”

Steve is asleep almost as soon as he sits down and when he wakes up a couple hours later, he gives Eddie ten bucks and leaves.

Eddie kinda thinks it’s going to be a one-off situation but a couple weeks later, Steve is back. He only ever sleeps for a couple hours, pays Eddie, and goes.

The only changes are that he eventually graduates from sleeping on the couch to in Eddie’s bed (so Eddie doesn’t have to explain Steve to Wayne again) and Eddie shows Steve where the spar key so he can come in when Eddie is at band practice.

Dont get Eddie wrong, this situation is weird but there are worse ways to make money.

It is what it is until it isn’t. Until it’s… “What the fuck is this?”

Eddie knew Steve was here because he religiously leaves his shoes neatly by the front door but - “A girl? He brought a girl.”

Because, yeah. That’s a blonde sailor girl next to Steve in his bed. They’re both open mouth drooling on his pillows, smell like fire, and look like hell. The only reason he doesn’t kick them out because he knows Starcourt caught on fire last night.

He does pull the blanket off them and goes to sleep in the living room.

He wakes an hour later to the feeling of someone watching him and when he opens his eyes, he’s met with - “Robin Buckley, nice to meet you, Eddie Munson.”

This feels like a trap.

“Uh, yeah. Same.”

She gives him a smile like she has secrets and then holds up a stack of Polaroids, “Does Steve know you take pictures of him while he’s sleeping?”

I hear your 'theo mentions some horrific bit of past trauma causually' HC and I raise you Liam causually mentioning Theos' past trauma in front of others. Playing 'never have I ever' and Liam goes "never have I ever lost 3 internal organs" and the packs like ?1!?!? while Theo goes 'I don't think it counts as losing them if I know where they are.' "put your fucking finger down I know you have no idea where your kidney went."

I’m thinking so much about S1 Steve and how much Worse he could become if Billy only showed up sooner. Billy saw S2 Steve and he was too easy to bowl over. He was constantly trying to draw out the fire, and if he had seen it earlier, in a different context, I think they would have immediately been friends. rivals too, yes, but friends and they’d make each other So Much Worse

S1 Steve meets Billy and keeps Tommy and Carol, and is so intense about his whole deal that instead of having a private kickback and inviting Nancy and her friend he doesn’t even know, he becomes even More Serious about his reputation and starts having private kickbacks that are equivalent to fucking dining with the queen. it’s exclusive, elusive, and if you’re invited once you’ll do Anything to stay in that circle

Steve who plays matchmaker, who’s mean, who uses his looks and the power of bisexuality to get whatever the fuck he wants from truly anyone

I want Eddie who hates Steve and Steve who doesn’t even remember Eddie’s name half the time, who never acknowledges him until he really needs drugs for a party and suddenly is flirting so hard with Eddie. And Eddie’s shell-shocked and kind of goes along with it, and sells him the drugs for less than he probably should have, and oh fuck, it just worked on him. Damn it.

So next time he puts his foot down, and Steve bargains with an invite. Come check out his exclusive scene. One time only. If Steve wants he can ice Eddie out anytime, but he has one chance to make it in the crowd. And Eddie’s like… fuck you. But I’ll come, because free alcohol. And then he shows up and it’s actually a really good time, and Steve has so much influence and between him and Billy, no one gives Eddie a hard time

and Eddie’s never been able to just. Be in a crowd before. And have people seem to Like Him and Want Him and whatnot. and once again King Steve seems to have wrapped someone around his finger and Eddie hates himself a little for it but it’s Nice and he’s not lonely, but this is different. it’s different. so he keeps dealing to Steve for cheaper than he should, barely breaking even on the guy, and Steve keeps bringing him along. setting him up with people.

I want crazy tension when Eddie has to explain to Hellfire why he’s not available on Friday nights anymore. what that bruise is. why he’s not jumping up on the tables to cuss out King Steve anymore. guilt and shame and his own doctrine coming back to choke him

I just really like Mean Girls vibes and Heathers vibes. I think it’s beautiful and terrible and I’m a huge fan of social drama

y'all mind if i scream

Steve is just so enamored with Wayne and Eddie’s relationship but doesn’t have the language to express it. He tries anyways with varying results.

One time Steve is over at their house and is just marveling at how cozy and warm it is. He loves how safe and how it feels like a real family lives there.

Steve who has to spend at least an hour a day cleaning to avoid feeling like he’s going to get yelled at, tries to tell Eddie this he saying, “I like that you don’t care if your house is clean.”

“What?”

Steve, who lives in a house that feels like a catalogue stock image, “I think it’s great you guys don’t care what your house looks like.”

The next time Steve comes over, the house is scrubbed spotless. He literally doesn’t notice because he wasn’t saying it was dirty, just lived in and loved.

Another time, Steve is over at Eddie’s and they’re smoking weed in the living room when Wayne unexpectedly shows up.

Steve’s entire soul leaves his body but Eddie just says hi and offer him the joint. Wayne waves him off because he has to get back to work, but wow.

It catches Steve off-guard every time he realizes that Wayne loves Eddie. Unconditionally. As is. Steve’s parents would’ve killed him but Wayne just, accepts.

Later, after Wayne is gone, Steve turns to Eddie and tells him, “It’s so cool that your uncle doesn’t care about you.”

Eddie raises an eyebrow at him so Steve explains, “I mean, like. It’s cool that he doesn’t care that you never accomplish anything in life.”

“Ouch.”

“In a good way.”

it will be painful and the hardest thing you’ve ever done but once you come out the other end you’ll be so grateful you were strong enough to see it through because it’s all worth it in the end