It's Not That Complicated (Steddie)

Boobies?

His head in Steve's arms, Eddie silently sobbed. It felt good- great, even- to be able to pour out their feelings to somebody. Somebody who wouldn't judge them or call them a freak, like people usually did. 

"Thanks.. Steve." Eddie slowly said. "I'm sorry I put that all onto you." Steve was astounded. "Sorry? Why are you sorry? Nevermind, don't answer that. Never be sorry for feeling feelings. I want to just kick something right now!" 

Eddie smiled- it was barely noticeable to anybody who would be around him- but quickly let it drop. He wiped tears off his face and got up, trying his best to recover from the huge amount of crying he just did.

"Just.. don't tell anybody about this, okay?" 

"Of course." 

"What the fuck?" Steve yelled, a bit too loud for the small(ish) kitchen.

In front of him and Eddie were two very messy gay women, covered in flour and butter. They stared at him and then Robin broke the silence; 

"We were trying to make some pancakes for breakfast but we got a little bit carried away.. also where did you get these Kiss the Cook aprons? They're hilarious!" 

Eddie looked at Steve and could visibly see his eye twitch, something he hadn't really seen happen in front of him before. It was almost laughable, but not. Instead, he decided to put his input on the situation. "You're both idiots."

Steve nodded and shooed everybody away from the kitchen.

20 minutes later, the kitchen was spotless and beautiful again. Eddie, Robin and Vickie gaped at the transformation but didn't question it considering it was Steve doing the cleaning. "Always the goddamn babysitter.." Steve muttered. "Even for fucking adults." Eddie chuckled then winced at the huge headache he was experiencing. Killing a frog? It was more like killing himself.

"Rob, stay there. No, you're not baking! I'll make the stupid pancakes. I said stay there! Oh my god, Vickie, please just let me do this one thing!" Steve was arguing with Robin and Vickie about how they should be able to make the pancakes, and that it was only a "minor mistake". 

"Just let Steve do it. He is the one who owns the Kiss The Cook aprons anyway." Eddie intruded, and smirked at Steve. In response he got a slight punch to the shoulder and a roll of the eyes. Eddie flinched but recovered quickly and put his hands up. "Sorry, sorry." Eddie said; "But I will give you a kiss, cook." Eddie winked, and he could've sworn he saw a faint line of blush across Harrington's face. "Haha, very funny, Munson." Steve said, obviously sarcastically. He then practically pushed them all out of the kitchen and made the pancakes.

"These are okay, I guess." Robin said sourly. "Me and Vickie would have made better ones." Vickie nodded; "Definitely. We are pro's at making pancakes." 

"And delivering winter earlier." Eddie muttered, which Robin heard, earning him a kick in the leg. His headache still wasn't slowing down, which was thoroughly annoying him. Maybe he just had a lot to drink last night (spoiler alert: he did). 

"Eat up, because we're going to the Wheeler's right after." Steve announced after getting off the phone.

"What? Why?" Robin asked. "Mike wants us to come over and play his stupid Mario Kart. He says he wants to be able to beat us all and laugh in our faces about it. Also, he wants to have a movie night or something." Steve explained. 

"I'm in! Can't wait to beat King Steve at Mario Kart." Eddie said, shoving food into his mouth. 

"Hey Nance." Steve said, hugging Nancy. "Steve, hi. Jonathan is out tonight with Argyle, definitely getting high or making out somewhere." Steve laughed and patted her on the back. Eddie just waved and Robin and Vickie ignored her, heading "straight" to the snack drawer. 

"Hey, Mike, how are you?" Steve asked as he entered the room, only to be met with many eyes of  children. "Oh, you're all here." 

"You sound so disappointed." Dusty bun- Dustin said. "I am." Steve said plainly which earned him the middle finger from a surprisingly large amount of the kids. "What's up, Byers?" Eddie asked Will and ruffled his hair. "Nothing." Will said shortly. Eddie noticed that all the kids were playing Mario Kart, four at a time, Lucas cheering Max on, Mike cheering Eleven on, Dustin cheering Will on, and now Eddie cheering Steve on. 

"Steve, you suck at this game." Eddie said with a bright smile.

"Shut up and give me moral support, smartass." Steve sharply said. "Woo, go Steve. Go Harrington. Go sexy." Eddie said, giving the least amount of energy he could into giving Steve "moral support". 

"Woah, sexy, that's a new one I've been called today. Gonna give the cook a kiss now?" Steve said, rolling his eyes for the seventeenth time that day. 

"You wish." Eddie said, watching Steve come in third place, with Eleven behind him. "Aw, darn!" Eleven said. Will was first, with Max close behind him.

"Eleven, at least you don't suck as much as Steve." Eddie said. "What? How is that fair? She placed last!" Steve shouted indignantly.

"I just don't like you as much." Eddie said, sticking his tongue out. "Damn, you have a tongue piercing? That's badass." Robin said as she and Vickie entered the room, carrying a family size bag of chips and donuts. They distributed the food fairly (with Robin getting a suspiciously larger amount than the others) and cheered for their favorite teams. 

"Leave Steve in the dust, Eddie!" Robin yelled out. "Yeah!" Max added, just trying to enrage Steve more. "What? Why do you guys all love him so much more than me?" Steve asked, pretending to be hurt. "He has better hair!" Lucas yelled out. 

Let's just say, Lucas might not have been able to wake up the next day if it weren't for Vickie and Nancy. And also, Eddie won, flicking his hair into Steve's eyes before putting it up in a loose bun. 

"Bitch." Steve said. 

"Only for you." Eddie said, proudly strutting over to the drinks. 

"Thank god for that." Steve said, having a huge urge to go rip the loose bun out of it's place and play with his hair. He then psychically slapped himself, causing Robin to look at him strangely, along with many other kids. 

"I think he's finally reached a breaking point." Dustin whispered over to Mike. He nodded and shook his head in disappointment.