Your Kiss || [Steddie]

💿 Ch. 13

I don't typically put warnings before chapters, but this one requires it. Description of child abuse/domestic violence, implied attempted sexual assault, and talk about unhealthy/unsafe living conditions.

At around two in the morning, both boys had finished their food and shakes, and cleaned up their mess. When Wayne walked into the trailer, not tired to the point where he wanted to go to bed immediately, he noticed the tv on, and Eddie on the couch, slightly laying down. "Oh, hey boy." The older adult greeted, not yet seeing the other boy who now laid on top of the metalhead. They switched positions.

Upon hearing the greeting, Eddie smiled and let his head fall backwards to look up. "Hey Wayne, good day at the plant?" The younger asked as he watched the other take his jacket and boots off.

"It was, decent? I guess, Marty ended up with a nail in his hand though since James wasn't paying attention." He explained, setting his boots down with a little sigh. "Why are you still up? You're not skipping tomorrow are ya? You've been talking about that campaign non-stop for weeks." He asked, now walking over to the couch.

"Well, funny enough I was about to head to bed until the hairy king himself called me out of nowhere and came over." The adult explained while his uncle came over, just as Steve lifted his head up from the other boys chest.

"Hey, Wayne." Steve greeted a bit hesitantly as he sat up a bit. When the older looked down at the pair on the couch, he raised his eyebrows a bit surprised. Eddie was laying halfway down with his arms around the boy who laid completely down with his head formerly rested on his chest.

"Hey, Steve?" Wayne nodded in his direction, then glanced at his boy for answers. All it took though was to see that smile on the metalheads face to let him know what was going on. "Are you two, uh...?" He trailed off, looking between the two.

Just to double check, Eddie looked at Steve who was sat up now, and he nodded. "Uh, yeah, as of yesterday, little Stevie here signed his death wish with me." The boy announced as he sat down, watching as he uncle came over and sat on the wooden coffee table in front of the two.

"Oh shut it, it's not a death wish Munson." Steve retaliated, shaking his head with a small scoff.

"Mm, did ya take a good look at the place we live in Harrington?" The other questioned with a playful grin, but that grin was slowly replaced with a blank expression once he realized his uncle was just staring at them. "What's u-" He started to ask, but was cut off.

"Do you know what you're getting yourself into Harrington? Being gay, or bi, whichever you are, isn't a thing to toy with. If people get even the slightest hint that you're with my boy, or they see you acting more friendly than usual, your perfect and safe life, will disappear. Do you understand that?" The older adult asked, his complete focus on the rich boy.

Eddie merely sighed, knowing this was indeed their reality, and Steve looked between the other two with a slightly worried expression. "He's making it worse than it really sounds Steve, it's not like we're going to be shot or burned at the stake like some witches, it's more like we'll get a beat down with some slurs, maybe a shiv to the arm at worst." Eddie explained with a little shrug, acting as if a shiv is nothing.

"Shiv to the arm!? Eddie, that sounds-" Steve started to exclaim, but he was cut off.

"Terrible? Yeah, it is, but uh, better than being killed Harrington, but there's the reality of this, you'll be made fun of, beaten, humiliated, and so on, if this gets out to the wrong people." Wayne explained further as his metalhead of a son leaned back against the couch, crossing his arms a bit.

This was the perfect reason for Steve to leave him. Fear. And Eddie wouldn't blame him. At this point in time, things are slowly, very slowly, getting better, so they won't be shot on site, but they still weren't in the clear. So, has a heavy filled silence took over the trailer, both Munson men waited patiently for Steve to think all of his choices through.