Beds and Rings || Steddie ||

9 ~ King Steve and his award winning smile

EDDIE'S POV
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After Robin and Nancy leave, me and Steve go back to our room, since it's probably the only place we can go.

At first, it's not that different from last night. Both of us stand awkwardly near the stone counter, not knowing what to say or do.

It takes about 10 seconds of Harrington staring at the wall before he saunters over to the TV cabinet and starts searching something.

"What are you doing now Harrington?" I ask.

"Finding a God damn remote."

"You're gonna watch TV?"

"Do you have anything better to do?"

I shrug and take a running leap on to the bed, and I swear I hear him snicker under his breath. At last, he triumphantly pulls out a small, silver remote control.

"What d'wanna watch?" He asks, flopping onto the bed next to me.

"Anything but sports," I smile at him.

"Not even Football?"

I cant help but at least giggle a little, because I'm only like 50% sure he's joking.

"Oh come on, I know you probably just watch MTV 24/7 or something," he scoffs.

"Nah, I'm not really a TV sorta person."

The look on his face is priceless. I've only ever seen Steve Harrington in a fit of hysterical laughter once in my life, which was right now. It was like a solar eclipse, a rare, once in a life time occurrence that you don't realise is happening until it's right in your face.

His laugh is one of those cute laughs that you could listen to forever, so I didn't mind it that much.

"That is such a bunch of bull," He laughs.

"You've been to my trailer, have you ever seen a TV there?"

"Munson, I take pity on you."

And then he flashed that fucking smile at me.

King Steve and his award winning smile.

It's hard to stay a charming, intimidating guy able to compose a proper sentence around particularly attractive men when Steve Harrington keeps flashing his fucking smile.

It's safe to say it's kinda distracting.