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"He's so hot."

"God Eddie if you stare any longer then you'll burn a hole through his body."

Eddie has been obsessed with Steve Harrington for a while now but it's gotten a lot more noticable this year. I was really happy when he came out as pansexual to me, though this Steve thing is getting old.

Anytime we hang out it's always 'Steve this' and 'Oh and Harrington' that. I love him but as best friends I feel like there is some extent of maybe we should not think about other people for a day.

"I don't even care. Fuck the things I'd do to him, he definitely wouldn't be interestedin Nancy after that."

"Jealous much?"

"She doesn't even pay him any mind. Too obsessed with Jonathan so yes, I am jealous because he deserves to be treated like a king."

"Wow you are down bad."

"No I'm not."

"Ph ao if I told you that I've seen him check you out multiple times today and he's heading over here right now what would you say?"

"Well I would say- Wait what?"

"Yo Munson."

"He-Hi Steve what's up."

"You want to hang out sometime after school?"

"Sure... Uhm where though?"

"Yours, there are people at my house and I know your Uncle works at nights."

"Sweet, see you them Steve."

Steve nods then turns around to walk back to his friends but then he suddenly stops and turns around.

"I didn't bring my car today, is it cool if we chill in yours for a while?"

"Yeah of course."

"Great, bye Eddie."

Steve walks away leaving Eddies jaw dropped.

"Did he just-"

"Pretty sure those were the famouse Steve Harrington 'fuck me' eyes. Goodluck Eddie."

"What you're not gonna help?!"

"How in the world would I help you fuck Steve?"

"Easy, you go get thing stuff for my room and I actually clean my room."

"What the hell are thing stuffs?"

He shrugs, "Those thingys you have everywhere in your car and house."

"Oh you poor boy, you need more prep than I thought. Let's go, while I help you clean your room I'll give you some short lessons and answer some of your questions."

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