Steddie Oneshots! :)
These may end up turning from Fluff to Angst, and maybe even Smut so don't expect to still have your innocence. There may be some Trigger Warnings, so um, enjoy!
It was around midnight, I decided to go for a walk around Hawkins. Things have been tense since 86' and going on a walk helped calm me down. Just feeling the cold breeze hit your body like a tidal wave. It was relaxing.
I don't know how long I walked, or how far. But I do know that I walked where ever my feet took me. And that was Steve 'Fucking' Harrington's house, I sighed I could see Steve's parents. They were yelling at him.
“Fuck, what did you do now Harrington..” I said to myself as I approached their front door. I knocked a few times and then Steve's Mom answered. “Who the fuck are you?” She said, holding the door open just enough for me to see what was going on inside.
Steve's dad was holding up a fist at him. I decided to lie to her and help Steve. “I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but hear some yelling. I live right next door and-” Steve's Mom cut me off, “Oh I'm so sorry! Our son he, um-” I looked at the Woman, she was trying to make up an excuse.
“No, no it's fine. I used to go school with your son, so I understand. Actually, that reminds me, can I speak to him for a second?” I said, putting my hand on the door to push it open a little bit. “Oh, s-sure! Of course!” She smiled, opening the door and motioning for Steve to go.
“Y-yes ma'am..” I heard him mumble as he came outside. His mom shut the door behind him and started arguing with Steve's dad. “Hey Stevie, you think your parents will mind if you go on a walk with me?” I said, he turned his attention to me.
“I don't even think they'll notice I'm gone.” He said scratching the back of his neck. I nodded and grabbed his hand, pulling him off the porch, into the driveway and onto the side walk. “So what happened this time?” I asked.
“They found my Journal and went through it. They didn't like what they saw.” He said, keeping eye contact with me. “You have a Journal? That- that's cool. Honestly, I didn't think a popular boy like Steve Hair would even know they existed.” I joked.
“Really Ed's, not the time.” He said, looking down at the concrete. I blushed, “Ed's? Did he just give me a nickname? That's my thing!” I thought. “Yeah sorry.” I said, putting my hands into my vest pockets. We walked for a few more minutes until we reached the Kissing Bridge.
“Hey! You wanna carve some initials? Like of you and your crush?” I asked, Steve looked at me. “You know what, sure. Why not.” He smiled, he took out a pocket knife from his back pocket and crouched next to a wood plank that was connected to the bridge.
“Damn, were you gonna murder me with that later?” I smirked, getting on my knees next to him and waiting til he was done. He rolled his eyes and kept on carving in a S, I looked at the wood until I spotted the "S.H + E.M' that I had made a few years ago. “Shit, he can't see that.” I thought, I stood up and used my body to hide the carving.
I looked over at Steve who had just finished his carving. “What's it say, Big Boy?” He turned his attention to me and smiled. “S+E, what's yours say?” He said, I felt a blush come on my face, was the E me? I didn't know anybody else whose name started with E, unless you count Lucas' little sister, Erica. But she's like Steve's kid and that's wrong.
“I didn't carve anything.” I said, holding a forced smile. “I'm not stupid Eddie, I saw you here a few years ago. Let me see.” He said, getting up and walking in front of me. He placed his hands on my hips and moved me aside. “Steve- i can explain-” He spotted it and I noticed a smile on his face.
“Why are you smiling?” I said, he looked at me. “Well, you like me. Don't you?” He said. “I guess.” I responded, I felt a knot in my stomach. I was nervous, I could feel sweat forming on my skin. “Good, because I like you.” He smiled, the knot in my chest suddenly went away and I could myself blushing.
I didn't waste a single second after that. I cupped his face and kissed him. He pulled away and placed his hands onto mine, which were still cupping his face. I stared at him, I was confused, “Did he not mean it like that?” I thought. After a second he leaned back in. Our lips reconnecting.
I felt relieved, I was kissing the boy that I've had a crush on since the 10th grade. “Wait, does this mean that we're boyfriends?” I asked Steve as I pulled away from his lips. “I wouldn't mind that.” He smiled.
