"A grape flavored kiss.... A boy on your lips...."
Eddie doesn't know what to do when he finally meets Gareth's other best friend. Gareth talks both of them up to each other yet it takes almost a decade to meet...
Do they actually know each other?
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Steve POV: Deep down you wished tonight would just end, if for anyone else, you wished that Ellie would find some kind of peace. I was standing in her doorway, door closed, Robin with her arms wrapped around her. You had seen Eddie that evening, you didn't know why he was acting strange, but now you were mad. You were going to step aside and let them be, let these lingering feelings that had grown for the past few months simmer into nothing.
Be the good guy.
Steve Harrington never got the girl anymore. And yet... this was different. You wanted this to be different. A small part of you felt like an opportunistic prick, but you didn't want to wait anymore. You were a patient person and Ellie was worth waiting for, but Eddie Munson didn't fight fair. If anything else you knew if that goofy mop head came back in here and apologized or made some grand gesture they would be all over each other. You, Steve, had to be better.
Ellie had lost her entire world and Eddie couldn't take the emotional burden so he left her to be sad, all alone. This whole situation would be too much for anyone, even someone as strong as Ellie. Her grandmother's passing, the idea she was head of the household, the fights coming up and finally Eddie's insecurities turned voyeuristic romanticism's.
Fancy speak for Eddie wanting to be with others, he had onlookers syndrome, wondering if the grass would be greener. Robin had you reading a bunch of old period romance books, she keeps telling you it will help with your lack of romance. I told her I was hopeless and that my lack of romance was due to all the girls I'm interested in not being interested in me back. It was the story of my life.
Hell Eddie had stolen at least two girls over the last year, unintentionally, he can't help how charming he is. However, this took the cake, this wasn't fixable with his smile. It had been in slow motion as you watched Eddie leave... again, Robin filled you in. As his friend you knew he was upset, but the reasoning the real reason he was not here in this room taking this perfect girl was because he was thinking with his dick.
You had been trying to push your thoughts down, hold on to your last shred of decency, but you knew better. What the fuck was he doing? The image of Eddie pushed back against his trailer with Chrissy was stuck in your mind. He looked scared. How can a 100lb girl make Eddie Munson scared?
Chrissy must have some hold on Eddie, it was easy to see Ellie called him on his bullshit. Ellie was smart, loyal and fiercely her own person. She also was hurt, stressed and now emotionally bullied to feel like she was wrong. I've been there... Nancy Wheeler... I wasn't the best boyfriend, but she also decided that she liked someone else, she became emotionally bullying. She didn't reciprocate my love, she pretended. Did Eddie want Chrissy?
Well fuck them. I wanted to hold her, but it wasn't right. I was her friend, but these feelings that I held, they were beyond that and though it's unfair to force them on her, I wanted to do something to show her I was here. I would do the gentlemanly thing and help her heal through this and maybe find her feet again, but I would hold her, support her and if she still rejects me after all of this, then that will be my final answer.
