steve never even thought he would like a guy, let alone eddie munson. little did he know, he was in for an experience he would never forget. • trigger warnings: homophobia (sometimes internalized), slurs, swearing, smut, violence, possible talk of abuse, talk of abandonment.

A pay phone, a video store employee and a wrong number.

Eddie sighed, bottom lip popping out as he tried to control his emotions. "God, I fucking hate Vecna," he confessed, looking away from Steve. "Do you wanna go and... scream somewhere?" Eddie looked back to Steve, who held a severe expression. Eddie didn't even question it as he said, "I'm working." "Robin won't mind you taking your break early." Eddie bit his lip, unsure. Steve let go of Eddie's hands and stood. "Come on." he waved. OR The party, after killing Vecna, have to return to their everyday lives. For Eddie, that means trying to graduate school, help keep the party in check, find a job, and hold in his feelings for Steve Harrington through it all. Warning: contains alcohol, drugs, sexual content, language, and touches on topics of abuse

To be honest, if Steve didn't have a royal escort every time he came and left the stables, Eddie would have assumed he was just another noble's child. But he was the prince. He had his pick of any maiden in the kingdom and all the riches he could dream of. Still, when he saw his escort outside the stables every night, he seemed displeased and one might even say wistful. Eddie, on the other hand, was a glorified beggar, or at least that's what he had been before. He lived in a loft with a group of pickpocket boys. They were desperately poor, Eddie's job at the stables being the only thing keeping food in their bodies. "Thank you-" Eddie bowed awkwardly, not sure what else he should do. Steve laughed softly, "I thought I told you not to do that?" "Sorry.." Honestly, how was Eddie supposed to not fall head over heels when Steve did things like this? ~FINISHED~