Coping || STEDDIE

Curly Haired Boy

(A/N: I'm being nice again, there isn't much angst in this part 😍)

T/W: weed

The kids sat in some weird ass kumbaya circle in the center of the living room, Nancy and Robin found their way onto the couch and Steve sat back down in the chair he and Robin had been originally sharing.

They listened intently to the light set of footsteps on the wood of the porch, then Mike whispered yelled, "Shit did we lock the door??" The jingle of keys was answer enough as the door swung open. The kids in the circle started talking about some random DnD stuff that Steve didn't quite understand, Robin and Nancy looked at each other's nails in earnest. And Steve just sat there, staring.

He was also extremely worried about Eddie and that entire situation, but he didn't say anything as Joyce walked through the door.

"Oh! What a pleasant surprise, the whole gang is here!" She said cheerfully, with a hint of exhaustion. Steve remembered that she just got home from work and that she probably just wanted to relax. "Um, would you guys like anything? Want me to cook something? I can head back to the store." And Nancy replied before anyone else could as she stood up from the couch.

"I can help with anything you need Mrs. Byers, Robin and I can even run to the store for you. You see we all were kinda planning on staying a while." Robin perked up at the sound of her name and followed Nancy into the kitchen where Joyce was setting her purse down and sitting at the dinning table.

"Ok, sure. Is Jonathan here? I saw his car-" But Steve then jumped up, almost mirroring Nancy.

"Um, yeah he's here. He's just in his room doing whatever uh... People do." Steve silently cursed himself, he didn't know what they were doing in Jonathan's room, but he guessed there was a good reason he hadn't come out yet.

"How about you go take a nap, we can handle everything for you Mrs. Byers." Robin said helpfully, Nancy looked at her slightly confused but they had improved before so she quickly caught on.

"Yes, yes let's get you to bed so you can rest. I'm sure you had a long day at work," Nancy continued talking to Joyce as they made their way down a different hall and into her bedroom. Will looked after his mom slightly worried, and then to Jonathan's room. He then turned to look at Steve, they made eye contact and Steve felt his features twist into confusion.

Will tilted his head in the direction of the hallway, and Steve looked at him slightly confused before making his way down the hall to the last room, Jonathan's.

He lightly knocked on the door, but didn't wait for a response before opening. He felt the presence of someone behind him and jumped out of his skin as he saw Will trying to peer over his shoulder. "Jesus christ kid, what are you doing?" Steve asked, the door barely cracked open.

"I smell weed." Was all Will had to say before Steve flung the door open and peered at the two guys sitting on the bed, rolling paper sitting on the floor in a heap away from them. There was also a little bowl and matching crusher thing, steve assumed it was to crush the pods. There were a few little pods in a small baggie also on the ground. Neither looked necessarily stoned, but once Will pointed it out Steve couldn't get the stench of it out of his nose.

"What the hell are you two doing?" Steve asked, shutting Will outside the door much to younger boy's protests. He was waving his hand in front of his nose, but it wasn't doing much.

"Want some Stevie?" Eddie asked in that sultry voice, and Steve noticed he didn't have his long nails or wings, but his fangs were very noticeable in the grin he flashed.

"Yeah no, see I intend not to go to jail once the Chief of Police comes back?" Steve said like it was obvious, and Jonathan waved his hand lazily, dismissing Steve's worries.