R̶a̶l̶p̶h̶i̶e̶ Eddie - e.m + s.h

Ralphie.

Pairings: Steve Harrington X Reader, Eddie Munson X Reader
Warnings: Alcohol, Strong Language, Drugs (Marijuana)
Author's Note: Based on the song '' by Post Animal.

Summary: "Cause I went to the party and I left my pretty baby with Ralphie Eddie"

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It's not the way that you walk that gets me off
It's the way that you think
It's the way that you talk

The bell rings, signalling the departure of the final customer of the night. Steve rewinds returned movies absentmindedly. Robin straddles the counter, writing down that day's takings from the Cash Register. She writes with a Family Video pen that is running out of ink. She shakes it infuriated. "Hey, Dingus do you have another pen," She asks. "You hear me? Hello?"

She throws the pen at her co-worker, hitting him square in the side of the face. Steve's head whips towards her in confusion. Eyes leaving the group of teens that stood outside the window of their small video store. "Pen?" she asks once more.

"Oh uh yeah," Steve replies, eyes unashamedly wandering back outside, focused on one girl in particular. His hands pat himself down weakly, in a pathetic attempt to hand over his own pen, before giving up and forgetting about the pen entirely.

Robin sighs exasperatedly, rolling her eyes before jumping off the counter and towards the boy. She crouches to his level, following his gaze.

"Will you stop staring at her?" She says, " I want this shift to be finished so we can go home"

"Yeah, yeah I'm done," Steve replies, Putting the wound tape back in its case. "And I wasn't staring"

"yeah, and I didn't pause Sixteen Candles at that one shower scene" Robin deadpans, returning to her writing with the newly acquired pen she took from Steve's pocket. "She's hot, I get it"

The brunet boy strides to the glass door, turning the once open sign to read 'sorry we're closed' with a large cartoon sad face. "It's not just that, she's..."

The thought was interrupted as he watched her, laughing with friends. Y/N catches his eye through the window and gives him a quick wave. Steve smiles back. "Different" He finishes

Robin doesn't reply, Instead shrugging off her green 'Family Video' vest, and pulling on her oversized blazer.

"She's like the smartest person I've ever met, but not like just in an academic way. She cares about shit, man. Politics and stuff."

A strong chuckle from Robin, "God you're so pussywhipped."

"Quit it, Robin, we're just friends"

"Friends don't picture friends naked." Throwing his bomber Jacket at him, she swiped the keys from the counter, preparing to leave the store. "Steve is in luuurve" she jests, ruffling his hair as he protests.

"Yeah, yeah." He says, fixing his hair in the reflection of the sunglasses from his jacket pocket, "I barely even know her"

At that statement Robin turns slowly, A look that screamed ' are you dumb' widely apparent on her face. "Then get to know her. Take her to that party" She states, "She's right outside!"

"I can't"

"Why not"

"'Cause then you'll be by yourself?"

"Oh, my God!" she exasperates "Eddie is gonna be there, Wheeler is gonna be there. Vickie is gonna be there! Now stop making excuses! If you don't, I'll do it for you."

And she did.

And when I see something I like you know that I gotta pounce

All the things that you say, say, say