Eddie and Steve slowly approached the door, though Steve could feel Eddie seething next to him. Steve was slightly terrified because anyone could be behind that door, Jason and his asshole friends, the police, the government, the RUSSIANS???
Steve's breath quickened as he inched closer to the door, Eddie slightly behind him out of pure habit despite the fact that Eddie was now stronger and faster than Steve was.
As he reached for the handle the door started pounding again, "Open the door munson!" they heard a feminine yell from the other side. "We know you're in there too Steve, we can see your car!" A squeaky male voice yelled.
Steve quickly flung open the door and stood face to face with Robin, Nancy, and Dustin. "Rob? What are you doing here?" He asked, one hand still on the doorknob and Eddie peeking over his shoulder slightly, wings out. He stared, eyes slightly wide and his mouth hanging open a little.
His face was twisted in awe and anguish, as he remembered his actions the previous night. He hurt Robin really bad, and scared Dustin half to death.
"Hey... Eddie." Nancy started, pushing her way into the freezing cold trailer.
"Holy shit dude it's like... August or something. Why is it so cold on here." Dustin said, shivering as he tried to lighten the mood. "And why are you here Steve?"
"I uh, came by yesterday. Just to clear some things up." Steve answered, putting one hand on the back of his neck and slightly freaking out. Robin already knew that Steve had developed a very small crush on Eddie before the world went to hell, but that was so long ago that he didn't think she remembered.
"Like what things?" Robin asked, eyeing the two of them wearily. Eddie was still in his hellfire shirt and jeans, and steve was in the same clothes he wore the day before. But both were wet looking, their clothes soaked with sweat and tears. Steve assumed this was why he felt so extremely frozen standing in the living room.
"How about we change the subject Robin, what brings you three here?" Eddie was still standing slightly behind Steve, despite being taller than Steve so he wasnt really hidden at all.
"I fuckin knew it." Dustin murmured as Robin began her spiel, which ended up lasting forever.
"So like no one really believed our story about Eddie being like crazy and shit which is fine because i don't think he's that crazy anymore because he hasn't like thrown a door at us or tried to eat us but still it was kinda annoying and Nance believed us because she's like actually really really smart," Steve thought he saw something in Nancy's face when Robin complimented her, but he couldn't tell. "And Dustin wouldn't take no for an answer when Nancy said she was going to come over here and he wanted to come, so on the way here from the Wheelers-"
"Why were you at the wheelers?" Steve asked, interrupting.
"Oh uh, unimportant." Robin waved her hand dismissively and Steve definitely saw something in her face. "Anyways, on the way here from the Wheelers we talked about... stuff. And like how we were affected by that stuff, it was a whole therapy sob session. And then we were like 'well what if Eddie is like actually okay and Steve and I just saw things, we should ask him about it.' But we didn't want to grab you Steve because we were like afraid that you had already been through too much and stuff with this whole situation so we were like gonna protect you-"
"Robin. I think we get it now." Steve said patting her shoulder, he turned slightly to look at Eddie who was still staring in awe at the three people in front of the them. "What's wrong?" He asked quietly, though everyone could still hear.
"Is your head okay Robin?" Eddie asked softly, still "hiding" behind Steve.
"Oh yeah for sure, I've been through worse. Like this one time when-" She started, about to begin rambling before Dustin cut her off.
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Coping || STEDDIE
FanfictionTw: 5 stages of grief but really really intense (i think) i'm not sure what else i don't really have this planned out i'm just kinda going with it a lot of trauma and mental breakdowns gore and descriptions of pain and like immense grieving (bc ob...
