falling for him<3 //steddie//

chapter 22: a grisis and some tattoos

Steve ~
"Let's get matching tattoos." Eddie says randomly.

"WHAT? dude, my mom would kill me!"
I exclaim. "Bats. On our wrists. And, we graduate in three weeks, what's she gonna do ground you? Come on Stevie boy, live a little!" Eddie says while grabbing the keys. He puts his hand out in front of me. "Come on, I have a friend who can do it." I sigh and grab his hand. He pulls me up and we walk out to his van. "Let me drive Munson." I say. "What?! No!" He yelled.

I snatch the keys from him and get in the driver seat. "How are you gonna drive when I have the keys?" I ask dangling the keys in front of him. He crosses his arms and gets in the passenger seat. "Oh Eds calm down." I say, while backing out of the driveway.

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT CALLING ME EDS?" Eddie exclaimed.

"Oh come on, you know you love it." I say with a smile. "Fine, lover boy. Or what about Stevie?" Eddie asked, playfully. "I like lover boy better." I say rolling my eyes.

"Steve the hair Harrington, golden boy, king Steve, I have more-"

"Don't lie Munson, you're jealous of my hair." I respond with a smirk. "Dude, you're hair isn't your best feature. You want to know what is though?" Eddie asks. "You're lying, but what is it?" I ask with a sigh. "You're smile. Like, out of the two of us, you definitely have the best smile. And, that you say the most random stuff in your sleep. Like, a couple nights ago, I got up to get some water and came back to you saying something about clouds and then you screamed 'THAT SNAKE ATE MY SOCK!' I was trying not to laugh because I didn't want to wake you up but it was hilarious. What's my best feature?" Eddie asks with a smile.

"I spend a lot of time on my hair, thank you. And, I do not talk in my sleep. Anyways, your best feature. That's hard, Munson, you have a lot of good ones. Definitely not your hair though because I find it everywhere and it makes me sweat at night because your hair has a mind of its own and, it literally suffocates me. Um... I'm gonna have to say, your humor andddd your eyes." I answer.

"I know I'm so funny! Like, I was talking with hellfire the other day and they were all like 'You're not funny Eddie' and I was all like 'Yeah I am, like what are you on about?'-"

"I hate to interrupt, but you said this place right?" I ask. "Oh, yeah! Come on." Eddie says while grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door. He looks at me and says "I'm just gonna warn you, Argyle's a bit um.. eccentric." He knocks like, a code or something, and someone opens the door.

"MUNSONNN!" This man yells while hugging Eddie. "Hey Argyle." Eddie exclaims back. "Oh and I'm gonna say this is Steve?" The man asks looking at me. "Yeah. Hey." I say. I didn't like him hugging Eddie. He looked around our age. I felt a little mad, but I got over it. "WELCOME TO THE FAMILY, BROCHACHO!" He pulled me into a hug. "Thanks?" I say answer, confused.

"So what can I do for you today, dudes?" He asked. "We're gonna get matching tattoos." Eddie explained. "Alrighty bros. Come on in!" He moved so he could let us through the door and shut it behind us. "So what are we getting and which one of you dudes is going first?" Argyle asked. "Oh bats on our wrists and I can go first if you want me to?" Eddie asked while looking at me.

"Um, it's okay, I can go." I say, nervously.

"Argyle, be easy on him, it's his first one." Eddie replied while I sat down in a chair.

Eddie sat on a stool next to me and Argyle started to wipe off my wrist. "I know it can be scary, but don't worry brochacho, you are in great hands." Argyle assured me. I nodded and looked at Eddie. He was holding my other hand. "I think this might be a bad time to say this but, I have a fear of needles." I blurt out.

Eddie ~
"Steve, just look at me. Here." I pull one of my rings off and hand it to him. "When I got my first one, keeping my brain focused on something else, really helped." I said.

He started to fidget with the ring in one hand and I gave argyle a nod. Argyle started the tattoo and Steve winced every now and again, but for the most part, he was doing really well! Once argyle finished, Steve looked at me and smiled.

Argyle wrapped it up and said "Alrighty my dude, all done! What do you think?" He asked Steve. "It's- it's so cool!" Steve replies. He gets up and I sit down in the chair. He sits down on the stool next to me and admires his tattoo. "Sweet huh?" I ask.

"Yeah. You know, if you had told me 6 months ago that I would be getting matching tattoos with Eddie Munson, I would have laughed." Steve responds.

Argyle starts tattooing my wrist. "If you told me I would be getting bat tattoo's with king Steve, I would also laugh in your face." I replied.

"Henderson always rambled on and on about you. Kid worships you, man. I guess I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Steve Harrington, was actually a good dude. I'm not gonna lie, I really was not a fan of you until we talked. I thought you were just like Jason." I admitted. "I hate Jason. He's so stuck up. Next time he tries something with you, let me know and I'll take care of it." Steve replied.

"Stevie boy is my little bodyguard." I say playfully.

"Oh shut it, Munson." He says sarcastically. "Okay, all done man." Argyle said as he wrapped it in plastic wrap. "Thanks dude." I say. "Of course my dude." He replied as we walked out of the door and back to the van. "So, you really didn't like me?" Steve asked. "Nah man. I thought you were just another privileged kid on the basketball team." I answered. "You know, you were blushing like a lot when we pulled in Wheeler's driveway to play d&d when we first met." I said jokingly.

"I was? Damn. I was having a bit of a grisis." Steve replied.

"A what?" I asked. "A grisis. A gay crisis?" Steve replied. I bursted out into laughter. "A- a grisis?" I say, trying to catch my breath. Steve looked confused. "Don't tell me you didn't have a grisis too." He said. "Yes I had a gay crisis but, I never called it a GRISIS." I started laughing even harder.

Steve smiled and started driving home. "Oh my god Munson, it's really not that funny." He said. "A GRISIS?" I said, still laughing.

He rolled his eyes and parked in the driveway. We walked back in and flopped on the couch. "OW!" Steve screamed as he hit his wrist on the couch. "Oh yeah, I wouldn't touch it for a few days." I said with a small laugh. "Noted." He replied. His mom walked through the door and saw our wrists. "Those better not be what I think they are." She said while setting down bags of groceries and walking over. She grabs our wrists and slaps the tattoo's.

"OW!" We both winced. "YOU TWO GOT TATTOO'S?!" She yelled. She pinches the bridge of her nose like Steve does when he's irritated. "Just, don't do it again okay?" She said. We both nodded and she went to unpack the groceries. We both looked at each other and tried not to laugh. I snorted and, we both started to laugh. His laugh was so contagious.

A/N: hey readers! i just hit 600 reads! thank you all so much for reading and supporting my chapters. anyways, i hope you enjoyed this chapter! much love♥️
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