stolen kisses • steddie

24.

24.

(warning: slight smut, i'm having some writers block when it comes to smut so i'm sorry it's not a full scene! also warning: slurs, homophobia, violence)

After Eddie heard that statement from Steve, he wasted no time in slowly pushing Steve back into the bed. They both fell onto it and immediately couldn't keep their hands off each other. Steve immediately tugged at Eddie's shirt, just wanting it off of him already. Eddie let him slip it off with ease and slipped one hand underneath Steve's back, pulling him closer.

Steve took this opportunity to leave small kisses along Eddie's neck, gently biting down as he went along. His hands moved back to Eddie's hair, tugging slightly harder than before. He definitely knew how to drive Eddie crazy.

"Someone's being a tease today," Eddie muttered, which got a satisfied smirk from Steve. "Better watch yourself, big boy."

"Or what?" Steve taunted him, and Eddie immediately pressed himself against Steve, getting a groan out of him. "Fuck."

"That's what I thought," Eddie whispered, leaning down to press a kiss against Steve's lips, but stopping right before they touched. He watched as Steve tried to kiss him, but was unsuccessful. This got a slight smirk from Eddie.

The pair eventually lost the rest of their clothes, aimlessly throwing them across Eddie's bedroom in the heat of the moment. There was no doubt that both of them had rather big issues that needed taken care of by the other.

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Steve had fallen asleep, of course, as their antics earlier had sufficiently worn him out. Needless to say, he was going to hurt the next day. Eddie laid next to Steve, wearing just a pair of sweatpants, and admired him. In the moment, he had left a good amount of hickeys along Steve's neck and chest. It was alright though, because Steve had done the same to him.

Eddie let his finger trail down Steve's back, and he lightly pressed a kiss to it. This made Steve stir slightly, and he woke up slowly.

"Hi, my love," Eddie smiled as Steve made eye contact with him.

"That's a new nickname. Not that I mind," Steve replied sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Call me that again."

"My love," Eddie wrapped an arm around Steve's torso and pulled him closer.

Steve relaxed into Eddie's embrace and let out a content sigh, closing his eyes once more. They were able to relax for maybe a moment, before they heard knocking on Eddie's trailer door.

"Who's that?" Steve sat up, giving Eddie a slightly confused look.

"I don't know. Henderson and the others usually announce themselves and I don't think it's Gareth or Jeff. Wait here," Eddie slipped on a shirt and peeked out the window, seeing Jason and two other basketball players standing at his doorstep. "Fuck."

"Come on out, you fucking queer," Jason taunted, and Steve instantly became furious.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" He said quietly, giving Eddie a worried look.

"I don't know. Stay here," Eddie instructed, and left the room to try and confront this unexpected issue. He opened the door to face Jason and his goons. "Is there a reason you're here?"

"We know Harrington's here. Where the fuck is he?" Jason spat at Eddie, and Eddie leaned against the doorframe of the trailer.

"He's not accepting walk-ins at the moment. I'll take a message for him," he joked, getting a glare from Jason.

"I'm not messing around with you, freak," Jason started to slowly walk closer to Eddie, his hands balled up into fists.

Eddie stood his ground, not letting them even try to get inside his trailer. "What, you want to fight me? Throw a punch, Carver. Don't be a pussy."

This sent Jason over the edge, and he grabbed Eddie by the collar of his shirt, throwing him down the few steps that led to his trailer door. Eddie winced in pain but stood back up, watching as the three athletes came towards him. He knew he shouldn't have taunted Jason like that, knowing that he couldn't fight all that well.

Eddie was able to block most of the hits he was getting from the three teenagers, but couldn't quite land a punch back. He could feel a black eye coming on, and his whole body felt like it was bruising.

"Hey, assholes!" The three teens turned at the sound of another voice, seeing none other than Steve Harrington wielding his famous bat full of nails. "Get the fuck away from him."

As Steve stepped closer to the boys, they could tell that he wasn't playing around. Steve was swinging the bat back and forth, almost like he was going to swing at one of them, and that successfully got the basketball players to step away from Eddie.

"I knew he was here, I knew Harrington was a freak just like you," Jason sneered at Eddie, and this made Steve even angrier.

"Get the hell out of here, Carver," Steve muttered, flipping the bat around in his hand a few times.

"Guys, I'd rather not get beaten to death by a bat full of nails. Can we just go?" One of the teens mumbled to Jason.

Jason sighed in defeat and backed away from Eddie, moving towards his car. "Fine. I knew I was right though. You both are fucking faggots."

Jason and the other two boys got into the car, speeding out of the trailer park. As soon as they were out of sight, Steve dropped the bat and ran to be at Eddie's side. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine, Stevie. Just a black eye and a few bruises," Eddie stood up, with the help of Steve, and they both made their way inside.

"It's a little worse than that, Eds," Steve sat Eddie down on the couch and went to find the first aid kit.

Steve sat next to Eddie and put rubbing alcohol on a cotton ball, lightly touching it to a cut on Eddie's cheek.

"God damn it," Eddie pulled away, making a face. "That fucking hurts."

"I know it does, but you have cuts that have to be cleaned," Steve held the back of Eddie's head to keep him still, cleaning up the wounds on his face. "God, they really did a number on you."

"Keep in mind, the ones on my neck are from you, pretty boy," Eddie tried to lighten the mood, which made Steve laugh and shake his head.

"Oh, I'm aware," Steve nodded, putting the first aid kit down. "You're going to have a hell of a black eye."

"At this point, I think my whole body's bruised," Eddie shrugged, the pain of being beaten up not really phasing him. It had happened before.

"They can't keep harassing you like this," Steve became angry again, his face hot with pent up rage.

"They're not going to stop. Especially since they know you were here with me, and that their suspicions were right," Eddie shrugged, shaking his head. "It'll continue to happen for a while."

"Well as long as we're around here, where Jason could show up at any time, I'm keeping that bat in your room," Steve nodded towards the bat that he'd brought inside and left lying on the floor.

"I meant to ask, where were you hiding that?" Eddie changed the subject, and Steve shrugged.

"I had it in my duffel bag. Never know when I might need it."

"You never cease to amaze me, my love."

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a/n: i'm so sorry for the wait on this chapter, and i'm sorry it was more of a filler! i've been on vacation for the last week and haven't had too much time!

also very sorry for the short smut scene, i've been having some writers block when writing smut and decided to cut it short. next smut chapter will be better!

for those of you keeping tabs on my modern!steddie fic and when it will be published, i thought i'd make a note here that it's undergoing some editing and the first chapter should be published soon!

- jj