Steddie One shots

Vampire

Eddie's Pov

It's been a year since we defeated Vecna.. except I'm stuck as a vampire. I'm stuck with these fangs, wings, ears and dependence on blood. I can still age, just way slower than any of my friends, Dustin will probably beat me to 25. But that's not the point, I'm alive and I'm happy. Mostly.

Me and Steve are still just friends, sometimes I feel like he wants to be more but he's got internalized homophobia so I'm not rushing him. He emerged from his kitchen and walked into the lounge room, where I was hovering slightly over the couch.

Yeah. We hang out. Also I can float but this is voluntary floating not wacky ghost shit. He sat next to me and I stopped concentrating and dropped like a stone, landing back on the couch. Steve shivered slightly and handed me a mug of coffee.

I took it carefully and pressed it against my cheek. The warmth from the cup spread across my face and I smiled.

"So how have you been?" Steve asked awkwardly. I smiled, he was trying.

"The usual. Also chicken blood? Do not recommend."

He laughed and then looking horrified, slapped his hand over his mouth. I doubled over, clutching my sides, laughing so hard it hurt. Steve was silent for a minute and started laughing too.

I suddenly felt very faint and I straightened slightly, running my hand through my hair nervously.

Steve's face turned serious and he rested his hand on my shoulder. "Eddie? What's wrong?"

I licked my lips and smiled sadly, trying to relax Steve. "I uh- sometimes I don't drink enough and I lose control."

He frowned and tilted his head to the side, brushing his hair out of the way.

"What?" I asked.

"Drink."

"Steve- I can't. I promised hopper-"

"Hopper isn't here right now. Drink." His face set in firm determination and I cautiously moved my face closer to his neck, pausing before I began feeding.

"You're sure?"

He nodded slightly and I clamped my mouth down on his neck, sinking my teeth in. I slowly took a drink.

We sat in silence for two minutes before Steve leant forward on my shoulder. I moved away from his neck, scared I'd taken too much.

"Steve? Are you okay!?"

He nodded slightly, his face buried in my shoulder. "Yeah.. It felt weirdly nice."

My face heated up and I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

"Thank god I thought I hurt you."

He tilted his head so he was looking up at me slightly. "I don't think you could."

A/n
Ayo this was kinda cute??? Anyway it was inspired by the art at the start by someone on Instagram (I think their watermark is on the art)

Hope you enjoyed this random update!! <3