Y'all lucky I'm even writing rn, buy anyways happy new years eve everyone! my new years resolution is to come out to my parents, wish me luck ;-;
TW: slight smut, pain kink, alcohol, drugs
Steve 3rd person pov:
Fuck, Steve's mind had been spinning around a little world Eddie the 'freak' Munson had him trapped in. His thoughts hazed and clouded by the thought of Eddie's hands, voice, eyes and body entirely. The way he moved the needle filled with ink along skin, the way he swayed his slutty hips, side to side almost as if he were trying to tease Steve.
Fuck.
If he were to die it would be because of the torment and teasing of Eddie Munson. Heck Steve could get off just by staring at his lips, Steve wanted to kiss Eddie, to wrap his arms around Eddie's slender, feminine body. engulf him whole. but was it wrong to think those things? after all that happened?
Steve snapped out of his daydream at the sound of the door to family video swinging open, he was busy re-arranging some tapes on a bottom shelf, a paper in his mouth as he reached as low as he could to reach them, "welmcomf to fmaliy fmideo" Steve muffled through his teeth, assuming whoever the person was would be waiting at the counter he continued to mess with the tapes, nearly putting the entirety of his upper body under the shelf to pick up knocked over tapes.
as he was doing so he felt a weight on his waist, someone's hand snaking its way to steve's thigh, he jumped a little, turning to see Eddie just behind him, squatted down.
"my, my, Stevie, putting on quite a show are we?" Steve turned beet red. earning a husky chuckle from the other male, he back away from under the shelf, only to be met with his ass backing up against eddies leg, Eddie raised an eyebrow, smirking and Steve rolled his eyed. "Munson do you mind? i need to back up and your leg is in the way"
Eddie just let out another husky chuckle, moving slightly just enough for Steve to back away, removing the papers from his mouth he stood up, dusting off his clothes and crossing his arms to look at Eddie. "to what do i owe this humble visit?" Steve said sarcastically, tilting his hips to the side slightly, Eddie just staring directly at his dusty rose tinted lips and then at his hazel, coral like eyes.
"just coming by, got your information from that girl you were with the other day, and plus you need some stuff to keep your skin from peeling, tattoos aren't just done when you get them, they need to be monitored and taken care of until fully healed, after all i am stabbing your skin with a needle and embedding ink in it" Eddie shrugged.
Steve groaned. "of course she gave you my number." he sighed in frustration.
"alright, suppose i should come to your place after i finish work, you can show me some pointers" eddie nodded with a smirk, "how long you got?" he asked, looking around the room. "just a half hour left, you can go or sit down and wait" please leave- please please please dont stay-
"alright, i dont have anything to do so i'll wait" Eddie smiled, walking to behind the counter with steve, sitting down on a nearby chair just beside the 'Employee Break Room'
shit...
SORRY!! i know its short but im tired and dysphoric so- yeah.
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{Tattoos and Music} (A STEDDIE FANFIC)
Romantikcover made by me <3 Eddie munson and steve harrington knew each other as kids, after the loss of eddies parents they always got along and were inseparable, when they argued they always made up, but when the two kids get in an argument this time t...
