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Paul McCartney One Shots

Crushing

Sister With Another Mister

Cavern Days

Backstage Romance

Paul McCartney Imagines

Breathe In, Breathe Out

Devil Of Her Heart

Before You Leave

Golden Slumbers

Use Those Teeth

Bringing Back Memories

The Night Before

New Kiss

John Lennon One Shots

Ain’t She Sweet

Uptown Girl

I’ll Be Back Again

Terrible Beginnings Pt 2

Terrible Beginnings Pt 1

John Lennon Imagines

 I’ll Cry Instead

Please Please Me

Horror at the Drive-In

Ticket to Ride

Mr.Right

Jack O Lantern Banter

Lovely Boy, Lonely World

Last Kiss

George Harrison One Shots

Something

A Night In

Our Love Story

George Harrison Imagines

Late Night Cuddles

Savoy Truffle(s)

Spooky Scary

One Fine Night

Fill In The Blanks

Playground Mishaps

Missed Kiss

Ringo Starr One Shots

When the World Found Out

Handsome Stranger

Shopping For Two 

Ringo Starr Imagines

Carnival of Light

Our Moment

Bad Day Gone Right

It’ll Be Alright

Face Off

Autumn Breeze

Dancing Off The Clock

My Blue Eyed Boy

First Kiss

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You can choose between headcanons and one shots.

Smut has been added as a request choice. Warning won't accept smut that involves violence of any kind along with sadistic or masochistic stuff.

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A little update on this wattpad fanfic I was talking about recently

The author of this fanfic decided to delete all my and other peoples comments that were about Will being gay and shipping him with a female reader was wrong. Even after telling the Author that what they were doing is disrespectful, they still decided to ignore us and the problem itself.

Could you guys check if the comments were actually deleted by the author or if they just straight up blocked me. But either way, they tried to silence me and ignore the problem.

Damned Fem Readers.

Mfs on wattpad are fr complaining abt me being upset that the reader is portrayed as a girl.

ITS A WILL BYERS X READER FANFIC 😭

If yall don't want to write male reader x Will Byers then ATLEAST write gender neutral.

And if you write for characters whose sexuality is unknown, please do a gender neutral reader so that EVERYONE can read your fanfic.

I'm very much deceased...

Okey, I just saw your re-post of the music video of expresso by Sabrina Carpenter. And it occurred to me (bc you do a great job basing fics on songs) that you should write a fic of Joe head over heals for reader based on the song of expresso. Just giving you and idea, if you don't want to is totally Okey ❤️

Espresso

Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: Joe's thinking about you every night. Is it that sweet? You guess so.

Author's Note: To celebrate 300 followers, here's a little gift. Thank you all for the love! Currently, I have been obsessed with this song and Sabrina. So, I'm so glad that you requested this! Thank you for this! Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: 18+, smut

Wordcount: 2.1K

It was midnight. 

Joe had been tossing and turning for about an hour already, and he couldn’t seem to sleep at all. He took a deep breath and turned his body so that he was laying on his back and gazed up at the ceiling. The light from the lamp post outside slightly reflected through the crack of his window curtains. The night was quiet, and his mind kept pondering about the thought of you. 

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Joe whispered through your bare skin as he left repeated kisses on your bare back. 

You giggled softly, looking over your shoulder. You were laying on your stomach, and Joe had moved himself closer to you. His fingers gently tugging on the duvet to expose your bare back, his lips finding your soft skin. He planted soft kisses all over your back, his long lashes tickled your skin as his fingers stroked your back softly. 

“I can’t get enough of you, I swear.” Joe murmured. 

Chuckling softly, you turned your body to face him. Joe hovered over you as you pulled the duvet closer to your chest. He grinned happily as he leaned down and kissed you softly. His hands slowly slid the duvet away from your naked body and his hands roamed your sides. A small moan escaped your lips as he parted from the kiss and trailed his lips down and traced the line of your jaw. Then, his lips found your neck as he sucked on the skin lightly, making you moan again in his ear. 

“God, I love that sound.” He murmured through the kiss. 

“Hmm…” Smiling through the kiss, you curled your fingers through his hair and pulled him down close to you. 

Joe pressed his face on your chest, planting a soft kiss on it. If anyone would ask him, he would prefer to stay in your arms forever. He could happily stay here and just indulge in every part of you. However, that was not how life works. So now, he was laying in his bed alone and couldn’t sleep at night because all he could think about was you. All he could think about was your soft skin under his touch. The sounds you would make in his ear, and your soft lips on his skin and his lips. 

God, he was so head over heels. 

He didn’t even realize it until now. You were running in his mind 24/7 and when he tried to push the thought of you away, he only missed you even more. Grabbing his phone from the bedside table, he saw that it was 12:30 am already. Pursing his lips, he opened up his messages and stared at the screen for a moment. 

Still awake?

He sent the message and waited. After a few minutes, he saw the three bubbles popping up on the screen. A smile immediately tugged on his lips. 

You were working late because you had some reports that still needed to finish. Your mind has been somewhere else, and you have been trying so hard not to stress too much about your work. Though, here you were up late and finishing up reports for work. When your phone vibrated next to you on your desk, and you saw Joe’s name appear on your screen, you immediately grinned happily. You needed a little distraction after a long day.

Still working. Why are you still awake?

The text message that you sent to Joe sent a warm feeling in his stomach as he smiled at your text. 

Can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about you. 

Biting your lower lip, you grinned at his message. You couldn’t help but think how the last two months that you have been seeing Joe, you have been so happy. You didn’t even care about the fact that your friends kept telling you to be careful because he was an actor. That he might just immediately change his mind and find someone else. Though, that wasn’t what it was at all. 

From the way he kept calling you every night, you didn’t have the time to feel insecure at all. He kept telling you that he was always thinking about you, and he couldn’t even sleep because he only wanted to be next to you. 

He was too sweet. 

You couldn’t relate to the desperation that your friends would act when it came to their boyfriends. 

Aww! :( Want me to come over? 

You bit your nails, grinning cheekily as you waited for him to answer. Joe, who immediately sat up on his bed, reached over to turn his lamp on. He stared at your text and then shifted his eyes towards his clock on his bedside table. 

Yes, please. 

He stared at the text for a moment before deleting it. What the fuck was wrong with him? Why was he acting like a 16 year old boy? At his big age too. He couldn’t help but chuckle at himself for acting so stupid over you. Rubbing his forehead softly, he stared at his screen and didn’t know what to reply to your text. He never acted like this before, not even with his exes. He didn’t know what it was that he couldn’t seem to stop thinking about you. He couldn’t sleep because of you. He kept thinking about how beautiful you were. He kept thinking how smart you were and such a hard worker. He couldn’t really describe it, but he was just so deep in his feelings for you since you two had started seeing each other. He was feeling so drunk of you like he had drunk ten espresso shots every night before bed. 

It’s okay. It’s late. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow?

He typed the text message and sent it to you. He was right though. It was literally past midnight, and he was bothering you because he couldn’t sleep. 

What an idiot. 

Exhaling a sharp breath, he set his phone down on his bedside table and gazed up at the ceiling again. After a few minutes of silence and no reply, he figured you had fallen asleep. His mind wandered back again at the thought of you. 

“Don’t be cheeky.” Joe laughed, pressing his face on your neck.

You had told him a dirty joke, and he couldn’t stop laughing. The way he was literally hooked with your humor all the time. The one little joke made him all flushed and flustered that he was hiding his face from you.

“That’s not fair. Don’t hide your cute face from me.” You grinned, lifting his head and cupping his face between your hands.

Joe’s chocolate button eyes sparkled as he gazed down at you with a loving smile. You loved seeing him like this, and you certainly love the fact that you could make him act like this. 

Sighing, Joe closed his eyes and pushed the memory away. 

He needed to sleep. 

This was getting ridiculous. 

Pulling the duvet closer to him, Joe settled himself comfortably in his bed and closed his eyes. He forced himself to really sleep and as soon as he started drifting off, he felt the mattress of the empty side of his bed dip. For a moment, he thought he was just dreaming. Then, familiar arms wrapped around his torso, and he knew exactly who it was even if his eyes were closed. 

He was thanking his little stars that he gave you that spare key for his flat.

“It’s late.” He murmured, holding in his smile as he pulled you closer to his body. 

You let out a soft approving hum, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Even in the dark, you could see his beautiful facial features as you softly stroked his cheek with your fingers. 

“You can’t sleep lately.” You whispered. “I’m worried about that.”

“It’s your fault, you know.” Joe teased.

You laughed softly, moving yourself on top of him, straddling his hips. 

“Yea?” You trailed kisses on the line of his jaw and then down his neck. 

Joe had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from moaning. He swore if he was dreaming right now, he would hate his brain in the morning for giving this much of a vivid dream about you. He was already folding for you, and his brain was now betraying him even more? 

This was so foul of his dreams to do to him. 

“Yes.” Joe gasped the word as you ran your hands down his bare chest. “I think I’ve gone mad.”

You smiled through his skin as his fingers curled around the strands of your hair as you kissed his bare chest. You loved that you could wrap him up around your finger, and he would just fold under every kiss you left on his skin. You never had anyone act like this over you, and you were enjoying every minute of it. 

He was adorable like this. 

“Hm…” You smiled, grinding against his hard member that was between your legs. “I can help you lose your mind even more.”

Joe’s fingers immediately curled at the back of your head, pulling you down for a hungry kiss. Smiling, you giggled softly through the kiss as he tugged on your shirt and pulled it over your head. Soon, he was tugging on your pants too and it joined the rest of your clothes on the floor. 

You reached your hand down to grab his member, wrapping your fingers around it and slowly slid himself inside of you. Both of you gasped softly as you helped him thrust inside of you. His lips were sloppily kissing you, his tongue licking your bottom lip. 

“Shit…” Joe groaned softly as he trailed kisses down your neck. 

Your hands found his headboard as your pace quickened, and it only made Joe moan louder as he found his lips on your nipple, sucking on it softly. 

“Ah—Joe.” You arched your back as he moved deeper inside of you. 

He could hear your voice sounding distorted and far away as he continued to suck your nipple and then trailed his lips up on your neck, sucking the skin softly there. He wasn’t the kind of man that loved to leave a love mark, but he couldn’t help but leave one on your neck and then on your chest. You moaned softly as you leaned down and buried your face on his neck, feeling your walls tightened around him. 

“Love, you’re so tight.” He moaned. 

You kissed him hungrily as he thrusted faster inside of you, your legs trembling and feeling the pleasure build up in your stomach. Joe had forgotten everything around him. He had forgotten what time it was. He had forgotten about the fact that this all started because he couldn’t sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about you. 

You were here. 

You were really here. 

You were in his arms, and you were making him forget his name. He could feel the pleasure build up in his stomach as he flipped the both of you over, and he was hovering over you. He thrusted deeper and faster inside of you, your toes were curling and your nails were scratching down his bare back. 

“Come for me.” You whispered in his ear, making Joe tremble from the way your voice sounded in his ear. 

He usually was the one who was able to make his exes feel like this but with you, he was weak. He would do anything for you. He never felt this way about anyone before. With shaky hands, he reeled you in his arms and pressed your body against his flushed one. 

“Right there, baby.” You moaned in his ear. “Don’t stop.”

You gasped, your nails digging into his skin deeper as pleasure crashed over the both of you. Stars exploding at the back of your eyes as you screamed his name. Both of your bodies shuddered, both panting together as Joe collapsed his heavy body against yours. 

“Holy shit.” Joe cursed under his breath, still panting. “You’re literally amazing.” 

You smiled, trying to catch your breath. You stroked his curly hair away from his sweaty forehead and planted a soft kiss there. 

“Now, you could sleep.” You joked, making Joe scoff at your little comment. 

“No.” He whispered, pressing his face on your neck and nibbled on the skin lightly. “We’re gonna be up all night.”

You grinned widely, flipping the both of you over so you were on top of him again. 

“Hmm… Don’t challenge me.” You smiled deviously under the dark. 

“You’re the one who’s been keeping me up all night, so don’t challenge me.” Joe retorted back. 

You laughed softly, kissing him hungrily again and grabbing the duvet from behind you. Covering the both of you with the sheet, Joe tangled his fingers through your hair as you both blissfully enjoyed each other’s flushed bodies against each other. 

Time had frozen, and Joe didn’t care if he needed to be up early tomorrow morning. You were literally the espresso shot that could keep him up all day and night. 

Somehow, that was enough for him. 

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IT (2017 and 2019)

Blog was created in: June 14th, 2023.

I TAKE REQUESTS!

Fandoms I write for:

Teen Wolf

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Disney's descendants

Outer Banks

IT (2017 and 2019)

Blog was created in: June 14th, 2023.

FF7R and BNHA requests.

hi! i wanna start posting x reader one shots and headcanons here (i’ll do matchups too). i’ll list some characters from bnha and final fantasy 7 (including remake characters) that i’m willing to write for :)

FF7R:

cloud strife

aerith gainsborough

zack fair

tifa lockhart

jessie rasberry

reno sinclair

rufus shinra

(possibly more, just ask! these are just my main ones)                

BNHA:

katsuki bakugou

tamaki amajiki

shouto todoroki

keigo takami (hawks)

dabi

miruko

mirio togata

nejire hado

denki kaminari

eijirou kirishima

kyoka jirou

(possibly more, just ask!)

so yeah, i won’t be writing any nsfw! please send in requests in my ask box with a quote or plot point for me to write off <3

Requests!

I have so much time on my hands so just hit me with a crap ton of requests. I’m usually very leniant with requests, and the people you request for. All the names on here aren’t all of the people I write for, there may be some names I accidentally left out. 🤍

Anything marked with a ★ means that those characters or fandom will take longer to write for! :)

If they’re labeled with a ☆ it means that these characters or fandoms are what are easiest for me to write (but don’t be afraid to pick anything outside of those!) 🤍

Harry Potter ☆

Harry Potter ☆

Ron Weasley ☆

Hermione Granger

The Weasley Twins ☆

Draco Malfoy ☆

Seamus Finnigan ★

Dean Thomas ★

Cedric Diggory

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

Neville Longbottom ☆

Fleur Delacore

Viktor Krum

James Potter

Remus Lupin ☆

Sirius Black

Peter Pettigrew

Severus Snape

Regulus Black

Tom Riddle

Fantastic Beast and Where To Find Them

Newt Scamander ☆

Tina Goldstein

Queenie Goldstein

Credence Barebone

Jacob Kowalski ★

Gallert Grindelwald ★

Theseus Scamander

Merlin ★

Merlin ☆

Arthur Pendragon

Morgana Pendragon ☆

Guinevere ☆

Gwaine ☆

Mordred

Lancelot ☆

Percival

Leon

One Direction

Harry Styles ☆

Liam Payne

Louis Tomlinson

Niall Horan

Zayn Malik

Charmed ★

Piper Halliwell

Phoebe Halliwell

Paige Matthews

Leo Wyatt

Chris Halliwell ☆

Wyatt Halliwell

Cole Turner

Darryl Morris ★

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire, Andrew Garfield, Tom Holland) ☆

Thor Odinson ☆

Loki Laufeyson ☆

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Nebula

Starlord

Bruce Banner

Stephen Strange ☆

Gamora ☆

Pepper Potts ★

Valkyrie ★

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Aang

Sokka ☆

Katara

Zuko ☆

Jet

Attack on Titan

Eren

Armin

Mikasa

Jean

Connie

Sasha

Levi

Erwin

Reiner

Hanji

MASTERLIST

Marvel Actors

Sebastian Stan

Whatever I Want 

Greece (smut)

Do it better (smut)

Chris Evans

Crazy in love (smut)

Forgiven (smut) 

Heat (smut)

World Cup (smut)

Tom Holland

Yours (smut)

Tom Hiddleston

Fake it (smut)

What’s gotten into you? (smut)

Marvel Characters

Loki Laufeyson

Knives (smut)

King (smut)

Connection (smut)

Bucky Barnes

Wrong

Heels (smut)

Heat Wave (smut)

Tease (smut)

Maybe (smut)

Back to 1937 (smut)

Steve Rogers

Miss You (smut)

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Lost Without You - Part 2

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Prompts: #13“I Loved You And You Still Left Me” & #15 “If I Could Go Back And Do It All Over, I Would Do Anything To Get You Back.” From @xxwritemeastoryxx 1k Challenge

Warnings: None .. I Think

“Hello Love”

When You Opened The Door , The Last Person You Thought You Would See Was Klaus . So Many Questions Flooded Your Mind .. So Many Emotions That Were Suppressed.. Everything Came Flooding Back. You Tried To Close The Door But His Foot Was Too Fast

“What Are You Doing Here” You Asked

“So You Do Remember Me” He Quizzed “Mind If I Come In Love” He Said Trying To Peak Into Your Apartment

Seeing As Though You Didn’t Have Much Of A Choice, Against Your Better Judgement You Let Him In “You Can Come In” You Said Stepping Aside Letting Him Enter. Your Heart Began To Slightly Race As He Observed Your Place , Hoping That He Didn’t See The Pile Of Baby Clothes Sitting In A Basket By The Couch .

“How Have You Been” He Asked Turning Around Looking At You

“I’m Going To Ask You Once More Klaus .. What Are You Doing Here” You Said Walking Over To The Couch To Sit Down

“Well Let’s Skip The Formalities Shall We” He Laughed Out Taking A Seat In The Chair By The Couch “I Miss You Yn .. Truth Is I’ve Tried To Stop Thinking About You But I Cant”

“Well You Need To” You Said Not Bothering To Sit Down Because You Were Going To Keep This Conversation Short “You Shouldn’t Have Come”

“If You Would Let Me Explain Love We Can Cl-“ Klaus Started To Say But You Really Didn’t Want To Hear What He Had To Say .. Or That’s What You Told Yourself Every Night You Stayed Up Hours On End Trying To Figure Out Why .

“There’s Nothing To Explain Klaus” You Started To Yell But Hushed Your Voice A Little Remebering Just How Light Of A Sleeper Your Son Could Be Sometimes. “You Compelled Me To Leave !”

“That I Did .. So Excuse Me If My Curiosity Gets The Best Of Me .. But How Is It That You Remeber That Night Sweetheart .. And Why Are We Whispering?” Klaus Questioned

“I’m Not Whispe-“ You Started To Say While Whispering The Straightened Out Your Voice Some “I’m Not Whispering.. And After That Situation With Those Vampires I Got Freya To Charm My Locket So A Couldn’t Be Compelled Anymore” You Said As You Held The Locket Around Your Neck

“Love I’m Sorry .. I Didn’t Know. I Was Only Trying To Do What Was Best For You” Klaus Said And Stood Up Walking Towards You

“YOU THOUGHT THATS WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME” You Yelled. At This Point All The Emotions That You Bottled Up From That Night On Were Pouring Out Like The Blood From The Arteries Of One Of Klaus’ Victims. You Couldn’t Hold Back No More. You Needed Him To Understand How You Felt That Night.. Every Night After That .. You Needed Him “I LOVED YOU AND YOU STILL LEFT ME” . By This Time You Were In His Face With Tears Clouding Your Vision

“Well If I’m Processing This Correctly Love .. You CHOSE TO LEAVE .. My Compulsion Didn’t Even Work .. So Don’t Say I Left You .. If We’re Being Honest You Left”

You Scoffed “Typical” You Should Have Know Klaus To Try And Find A Way To Flip This Around So He Wouldn’t Have To Seem Like The Bad Guy In The Stituation “Typical Klaus Mikaelson .. Always Trying To Flip This So He Could Play Victim In Something He Caused .. I Left Because You Took Away My Choice” You Said Poking Him In His Chest “Once You Fixed Your Mouth .. Your Mind To Even Try To Compel Me.. AFTER YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULD NEVER DO THAT .. You Took Away My Option To Stay By Your Side, You Took Away My Trust In You .. So I Left. It Was What You Wanted Anyways Right.”

“I Didn’t Want To Hurt You” He Started

“But You Did” You Interrupted

“Could You Please Listen Yn!” Klaus Quipped “I’m Trying To Make This Right .. I Love You And I Should Have Never Done What I Did To You .. These Last Couple Of Months Have Been Hell Without The Woman I Love”

“Well That Seems Like A You Problem Because I’m Fi-“ You Started To Lie But Was Stopped Mid Sentence When You Heard A Faint Cry Through The Baby Monitor Sitting Ontop Of The Clothes In The Basket Next To Couch “Excuse Me” You Said As You Started To Walk Down The Hall But Stopped “If You Want To Make Things Right Klaus ... Just Leave”

But Of Course Klaus Being The Hardheaded Egotistic Hybrid That He Is .. He Didn’t Leave .. Instead He Let His Curiosity Lead Him Down The Hall After You To The Source Of The Crying That He Too Heard. He Came To The First Door Down The Hall On The Right And Peaked His Head In . He Observed The Master Bedroom Grey And White Decor , Clothes Everywhere .. Not Messy Though Folded . Guessing That’s What You Were Doing Before He Came. But As He Skimmed Over Your Room The Sight He Saw Next Nearly Dessicated Him There Where He Stood .

You Were Walking Out Of Your Bathroom Rocking Kase In Your Arms While Quietly Talking To Him. Once You Picked Him Up Out Of His Bassinet Next To Your Bed It’s Like Everything Disappeared .. All Of Your Troubles , Your Sadness .. That’s What This Little Boy Did To You .. Without Even Trying He Made Your Whole Mood Change With The Blink Of An Eye .. If No One Loved You Unconditionally, You Know That He Would. As You Were Getting Ready To Walk Out Of The Room You Realized Klaus Was Standing In Your Doorway Looking At The Little Human You Were Holding In Your Arms. “I Thought I Told You To Leave”

“Come On Now Love .. When Have You Ever Known Me To Listen” He Said In A Hushed Tone Walking Futher Into The Room.. Eyes Still Fixed On The Baby. “. So Who Is This Little Fellow.. I Don’t Think We’ve Quite Met”. As Much As You Tried To Come Up With A Quick Lie In Your Head You Couldn’t.. As Much As You Were Hurting Right Now Because Of The Man Infront Of You.. And Because Of How Much You Loved Your Child .. You Knew You Couldn’t Be Selfish With Either Of Them So Now Was The Time. “This Is Kase” You Said Walking Towards Klaus So He Can See The Baby Better “Kase Alexander Mikaelson”

“Mikaelson” Was All Klaus Said As He Kept His Eyes Fixed On The Baby Snuggled Up Into Your Arms. “Is He ..” Klaus Was So In A State Of Shock That He Honsetly Was At A Lost For Words .. He Didn’t Know What To Say .. How To Feel .. But Then He Remebered That Night .. How You Came Back From The Doctor And Said That You Had To Tell Him Something Also .. He Remebered Those Nights Before When You Couldn’t Keep Anything You Ate Down.. Was It Possible Though .. Could This Child Be His He Thought And If He Was Why Didn’t Yn Say Anything .. Why Would She Leave

“Yes He’s Yours Klaus .. That Night .. I Was Going To Tell You But” You Started But Klaus Stopped You

“You Don’t Have To Explain Yourself Love .. I Hurt You In Ways I Probably Couldn’t Imagine That Night And I Forced You To Walk Out Of My Life In A Way” He Started As His Looked Into Your Eyes “So I’m Not Mad At You For Not Saying Anything .. If Anything I’m Mad At Myself .. I Let The Fear Of Losing You And Letting You Down Take Over That When I Thought I Was Doing What Was Best For You I Was The One Hurting You”

At This Point Tears Were Falling From The Both Of You “ If I Could Go Back And Do It All Over, I Would Do Anything To Get You Back”He Said Taking Your Hand “I’m Not Asking You To Forgive Me Just Yet Or At All If You Don’t Want .. But We Have A Son Togther Love And I’ve Already Missed Enough.. Please Come Back With Me” He Pleaded

“I Don’t Know Klaus I’ve Made A Life Here And I Cant Just Up And Leave Like I Did Last Time” You Said Sitting Down On The Edge Of Your Bed “And I’m Not Asking You To Love .. It’s Your Choice” Klaus He Said Sitting Next To You “I’ve Made That Mistake Once And It Cost Me The Love Of My Life .. And The Birth Of My Son If You Decide To Stay Here In Atlanta That Is Okay With Me .. Just Know I Will Be Right Here With You.. And If You Decided To Come Back Witn Me I Would Love That Too .. And You Can Come Back Here And Visit Whenever You Want Too”

“Klaus ...” You Started But He Interuppted

“Just Hear Me Out” He Started “ I Messed Up I Know .. And I’m Not Asking To Get Back Togther Right Now .. I Know That Is Going To Take Some Time.. But Yn I’ve Been Lost Without You, If I Could Just Have You.. And The Baby In The Compound I Would Take That .. Anything To Have You In My Life Again, And Also If I Don’t Show Up Without You By My Side I Wouldn’t Hear The End Of It From Rebekah” He Smiled

“So ..” You Started To Say As You Looked Down At Kase Who Was Looking Right Back Up At You With Those Same Eyes As Klaus. “If We Come Back With You .. You’d Give Me The Space I Need”

“Yes”

“You Also Wouldn’t Hover Whenever I Need To Go Into The City .. Alone”

“Now Love That’s A Bit Mu-“ He Laughed Out

“Klaus” You Looked Up At Him Seriously. “Alright .. Alright . Anything You Want Or Need You Have It .. I Just Need You Back .. Especially Now That I Know We Have A Child Together” He Said As He Let Kase Grab Hold Of His Finger. The Simple Action Filling Your Heart With So Much Love

“Okay.” Was All You Said

“Okay” Klaus Looked Up Breaking The Trance Kase Had On Him “”I’ll Come Back With You To New Orleans” You Said “I Miss Beks Anyways” You Laughed “Oh You Have No Idea How Happy I Am To Hear You Say That Love” Klaus Gushed As He Looked Down At You And The Baby

“Would You Like To Hold Him” You Looked Up At Klaus

“I Would Love Too”

As You Carefully Handed Kase To Klaus You’re Heart Instanly Melted .. The Way Kase Just Settled Into His Arms You Knew Everything Was Going To Be Just Fine.. And Your Decision To Go Back Was No Mistake. Yes Klaus Did Hurt You And It Is Going To Take Sometime To Recover From That Night .. But Him Being Here Right Now .. Holding His Son Shows Just How Much He Wants To Fight For You Back .. And You’re Completely Okay With That . Looking Down At Kase In Klaus’ Arms You Laughed To Yourself A Little

“What’s So Funny Love” Klaus Quizzed Looking At You “Nothing Just A Funny Thought” And By The Way Klaus Continued To Look You Figured He Wanted In On The Joke “From The Moment He Was Born I Knew He Looked Like You .. And The More He Grows The More I See You.. But Just Looking At Him The More I Realize Thats All You” You Laughed Out

“He Has Some Of Your Features Love .. Like That Wonderful Smile .. You’re Ears.. But Those Eyes .. He Has A Hint Of The Devil In His Eyes” Klaus Smirked Looking Up “Thats All Me”

“Of Course It Is” You Smiled Back

*I Made This GIF To Fit The Story*

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Well Guys .. That’s It For My First Imagine .. I Hope You All Like It . And Honestly I Didn’t Think It Would Be This Long .. It’s Just Once I Start Writing I Cant Stop lol . But Anyways Congratuatioms Again To @xxwritemeastoryxx For 1k I Loved Writing For This Challenge And I Cant Wait To Do It Again !!

My Steddie one shot Grief that I previously posted is on AO3 now, this is the link

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Second Steddie one shot in this book is up now. I like the time loop idea, so I've made my own little time loop fic. Posting it here as well

Time Loop

It was April. 1988. Everybody had survived the Vecna ordeal, even Eddie, while Steve had dragged his bloody body through the gate, using whatever clothes he had available to wrap around Eddie's wounds. He'd survived, he'd made it to the hospital. And Eddie and Steve had been inseparable. They started dating. Steve was head over heels in love. They'd been together for a year and a half now. And never in his wildest dreams did he think a car crash would be what killed Eddie.

Steve had gotten the call and his whole world had come crashing down. Eddie was the love of his life, they'd built a life together, a life that Steve didn't want to live without Eddie. He was a wreck all day, and when he finally crashed on his and Eddie's bed he cried. He cried for hours, and he cried himself to sleep.

When Steve woke up, he was a little disoriented. He had a killer headache from crying so much the night before and it was a struggle to peel his eyes open. When he finally registered his surroundings, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He was in his bed. Not his and Eddie's bed from the house they'd bought together, but his bed. From 1984. He recognized all the changes.

Frantically, Steve got up. He had no idea if this was a dream, but it had to be. Right? But it felt so real. Everything felt so real. He checked the clock on his nightstand. 11 am. Then his calendar. A Tuesday in early April. Which meant Starcourt Mall hadn't opened yet. Which meant he should be in school. Specifically at lunch.

Looking down at his clothes he registered that he was wearing one of his sweats and Eddie's Judas Priest shirt. It still smelled like Eddie, because to Steve he'd worn it the previous morning. Before he'd gone to work. Before he'd been hit by a drunk driver. Tears sprung to Steve's eyes and he brushed them away. He couldn't bring himself to change out of Eddie's shirt, so he kept it on.

He didn't even bother to style his hair, he just grabbed his keys, slipped his blue jacket on, put on his shoes and got in his car. He didn't expect Eddie to be at school if he didn't have to be, so he found himself at one of Eddie's favorite spots. The record store. And Eddie was just leaving it, a cigarette between his lips that he was about to light.

Eddie looked beautiful and vibrant, long wild brown curls blowing in the light breeze, wearing his black ripped jeans, his handcuff belt. A Black Sabbath tshirt and his black leather jacket, along with all of his accessories. Blinking back tears, Steve got out of his car. 

"Eddie!"

At the sound of Steve's voice, Eddie immediately pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, spun around, and upon catching sight of Steve, he immediately went into defense mode.

"Ok man, don't beat me up, but whatever I did I probably deserve it."

"Ed... Why would I beat you up?"

Eddie cautiously lowered his arms, frowning slightly. Instinctively Steve wanted to smooth out the crease between his brows, Eddie's beautiful lips curving into a little pout of confusion.

"Uh. Because you're Steve Harrington. King of Hawkins High. And I'm Eddie 'The Freak' Munson, and is that my Judas Priest shirt?"

Eddie looked even more confused than ever as Steve glanced down at the shirt, then back up at Eddie.

"Yeah."

"Ok uh. Did you break into my trailer or something?"

"No. Eds, ok, listen to me...."

"Did you just call me Eds?"

It was out of habit, one of Steve's endearing nicknames for Eddie. He swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing slightly. He could feel the tears coming again but he pushed them back.

"Uh. Yeah. Sorry."

"Ok Harrington, what has gotten i to you? I mean are you high or..."

"No. No I'm not. It." 

Steve sighed, rubbing his hands down his face. He felt so utterly exhausted and he just wanted to hold Eddie and never let go.

"Eds, please, I just. The last 24 hours have been crazy for me and. And you're familiar, you're comforting....."

"Steve, we don't know each other."

"Right. Yeah. Right. Um. I guess I'll uh. Sorry." 

Steve turned to walk away, more tears stinging his eyes. But that desperation to hold Eddie, to have him in his arms, even to kiss him, reared it's ugly head. And Steve was always weak when it came to Eddie. He had him wrapped around his finger and Eddie had always known that.

On impulse alone Steve turned back around, trapping Eddie between his van and Steve's own body. They were flush against each other, Steve's arms encasing Eddie, placed on either side of his head, and his mouth came crashing down on Eddie's, a desperate kiss.

For a moment Eddie stood there, eyes wide and too shocked to respond to the kiss. But Eddie has always been crushing on Steve if he was completely honest, and the urge to indulge in this kiss was too great. His eyes slid shut, his mouth moving with Steve's, tongues tangling, fingers threading through hair and a soft groan escaping from the back of Eddie's throat when Steve nipped at his bottom lip.

When the kiss broke they were both breathless. And now that it registered what had happened, Eddie's cheeks flushed pink.

"Shit. Sorry. I. I won't tell anyone..."

"Eddie shut up."

Eddie snapped his mouth shut and stared at Steve.

"I kissed you for a reason. I'm not high, I'm not drunk and this isn't one of those one and done and never speak about it things."

"I. I don't..."

Eddie didn't quite understand, and his blush deepened. And then he was ducking away, out from under Steve's arms. Steve wanted to protest but he didn't, stepping back from the van.

"I um. I'm sorry. I'll. I'll see you around."

Steve didn't get a chance to say anything else, because Eddie was suddenly in his van, tearing away from the parking lot.

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It turned out that it wasn't a dream, and Steve was in fact in a time loop. Each loop Steve tried to figure out a way out, or tried to figure out how to get Eddie to believe what was happening, what they were to each other. And every time it blew up in his face.

This time, Steve had a plan. The day started out the way it did the first time, the way it did every time, but this time he'd managed to convince Eddie to sit in his van with him so they could talk. He told Eddie that he was from 1988, where he and Steve had been a couple for a year and a half and that now Steve was stuck in a time loop.

"A time loop?"

Steve fidgeted with his hands.

"Yeah."

"And we're. Together?"

"Yep."

"That's, this is crazy," Eddie says going to start his van so he could kick Steve out and drive away.

"What if I gave you proof?"

Eddie stopped, halfway to the ignition.

"Proof."

"About us."

Eddie leaned back, dropping his hands in his lap. He didn't believe Steve could provide proof, but he decided to hear him out.

"Alright shoot."

"When you were little. Your mom would put on her Muddy Waters records. And she would dance with you around the living room. That was before she died. These pins on your leather jacket. They came from her sewing kit."

Steve could see the tears springing up in Eddie's eyes as he blinked rapidly.

"How did you know that?"

Eddie's voice came out shaky.

"Because you told me."

"I've never told anyone that," Eddie whispers.

A tear made it's way down Eddie's cheek and Steve reached out to brush it away.

"Eds."

Eddie sniffed and turned his head to look at Steve.

"We're real. We were real. We are real. I've never loved anyone the way that I love you."

Eddie sniffed again.

"But this is a time loop. It's not real. I'll wake up tomorrow and it'll be today and I won't remember any of this."

"Somehow I'll figure a way out of this time loop. And you will remember me. You'll remember us. You'll remember everything."

Eddie nodded slightly.

"I just have one request."

Eddie tilted his head curiously.

"On April 12th. 1988. Don't go to work. No matter what, just. Just do not go to work."

"Steve..."

"Please. Eddie just please."

And just like Eddie had Steve wrapped around his finger, Steve had Eddie wrapped around his finger. Just one look with his tear filled puppy dog eyes, and Eddie crumbled.

"Ok. Ok, I won't go to work."

Steve kissed him then. It wasn't hot and heavy, but it was slow, sweet. A soft taste of lips and tongues, and this time Eddie returned it without hesitation. When Steve went to bed that night, he expected to wake up to the loop starting over again. But it didn't.

Instead he woke up in the familiarity of his and Eddie's bed. It was early morning, the sun just beginning to shine through the window. Eddie was awake and very much alive, slipping on his Judas Priest shirt and a pair of Steve's sweatpants. Steve's heart fluttered, jumping into his throat. He knew this morning. The morning Eddie's supposed to die. When Eddie saw he was awake, he leaves over, pressing a kiss to Steve's lips and then smiled that beautiful dimpled smile.

"I'm gonna go make us some breakfast. Then we can cuddle up on the couch and have a lazy day, watch some movies."

"You're not gonna go to work?"

Eddie frowned and Steve reached up, gently smoothing out that crease with his thumb. Eddie's lips curved up gently at the sweet touch.

"Something's telling me I shouldn't go today. I don't know, just a feeling. Can't really explain it."

Steve smiled then, a beautiful and bright one. He knew why. Eddie's mind not have remembered but his soul did. 

"So you're gonna call in then?"

"Yeah. Pancakes?"

"Mhm."

Eddie kissed him again, once, twice, another dimpled smile.

"Eds?"

"Yeah baby?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Forbidden Love Part Two

"Fuck." 

Steve rubbed his hands down his face, heaving a sigh before he started cleaning up. It took hours and he had to take a break to eat breakfast, but finally the house was clean again, no trace of the previous nights party. He still couldn't remember what had happened after Eddie sat next to him at the pool and he knew that if he wanted answers he would have to actually talk to Eddie.

After getting dressed and styling his hair, Steve left the house and drove out to Forest Hills Trailer Park. Once he'd pulled up next to Eddie's van, he sat there for a moment, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. Eddie's trailer wasn't grand, in fact it looked run down. There was a very small porch and on it was a porch swing that swayed gently in the breeze.

Gathering his courage he shut off the engine and got out of the car, walking up to the front door. He pushed down the nerves, the incessant fluttering in his stomach before knocking on the door. It was quiet for a moment before a light flickered on through the window and the door swung open.

Eddie stood there, looking like he'd just woken up. A simple pair of black pajama pants, hair a little wild and disheveled, a sleepy look on his face. And shirtless. He wasn't jacked, but he was lithe and lean. Muscles hidden because he did have them from moving guitars and equipment all the time, they just weren't defined. But they were there. And then the tattoos.

Vibrant black ink, a stark contrast to his pale skin. Intricate designs, the Wyvern above his right elbow, the swarm of bats on his forearm below his right elbow, the puppeteer on the inside of his right forearm and the demon head on his chest just above his heart. Steve had to swallow and stop his gaze from lingering. Because somehow, Eddie looked even better shirtless.

"Harrington?"

"Hey. Um. Can we uh. Talk?" Steve said rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Eddie studied him for a moment before swinging the door open wider and stepping aside to let Steve in. Stepping inside, he closed the door behind him, his eyes taking in the trailer. A tube tv with a box of VHS tapes sat in front of an old couch. The walls were lined with mugs and ballcaps and the kitchen was small, then the small hallway.

"Listen um. I don't. Really remember much. About last night. What exactly. Did I do?"

"What do you remember?" Eddie asked, walking over to the couch and sitting down. Steve awkwardly stood where he was. 

"Everything up until you sat beside me at the pool. After that it's kinda hazy."

Eddie sucked in a breath.

"Well you were pretty drunk by then. Then we shared a joint, talked."

"What did we talk about?"

"You mostly talked about how shitty your parents are. How you're different from who you used to be. And you giggled. A lot."

"Yeah I. Kinda get giggly when I'm high."

"Well then I ended the party, helped you to your room and get settled. And then..." Eddie trailed off.

Steve's heart jumped into his throat. What had happened then? Why had Eddie trailed off? Had they done something together? Had they made out? Hooked up? Steve wasn't sure.

"Then what?"

Eddie sucked in another breath.

"Then you cane on to me."

Steve's face burned bright red.

"Shit. I, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. It's fine, it was nothing, right? You are straight as an arrow, ladies man."

Eddie sounded like he was upset about it and Steve shuffled on his feet.

"Not as straight as you might think."

Eddie's head snapped in Steve's direction, eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

"What?"

"It's kind of something I've been struggling with for a while. I just sort of recently figured out that I'm bisexual."

Eddie stared, blinked a few times. He looked like he wanted to say something, his mouth opening and closing but nothing came out. 

"Oh. Just. Recently."

"Yeah. So uh. If I made you uncomfortable its. I'm sorry."

Eddie simply shrugged.

"It's fine."

"So. Is that. All that happened or?"

"Yeah you passed out pretty quickly after that. Then I left."

Steve nodded. 

"Listen um. I really am different. I don't think you're a bad guy. Maybe we could. I don't know, get to know each other I guess."

Steve stuck his hands in his pockets. Eddie nodded, twisting one of his rings.

"Alright. Yeah. Sounds cool. Um. Tuesday. My band plays at the Hideout. If you wanna. Come."

"Sure. Yeah. What time?"

"Nine. We only play for an hour but. It's something."

Steve nodded again. 

"Well uh. I'll be there then."

The air was thick with tension and after an awkward agreement and goodbyes, Steve left. Tuesday was going to prove interesting

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Forbidden Love Part Three

Tuesday was an agonizingly slow day. The beginning of the week was never that busy for Family Video, so he was bored most of the day. At least he had Robin to talk to. He knew he could come out to her, but he also knew that she would start her rambling if he told her he'd figured it out because of Eddie Munson. 

As Steve aimlessly rewound tapes, restocked shelves and reorgnized tapes, he let his mind wander. If he wasn't eyeing the clock to watch it tick by so very slowly.

"Earth to Steve," Robin says waving her hand in Steve's face.

"Shit Rob, sorry."

"What's gotten into you today?"

"Just. Distracted."

"Oooo is it a girl?"

Steve's face flushed. 

"No."

"No? You're bright red face says otherwise."

"It's not a girl."

"Well if it's not a girl then..."

Steve could see as the gears in Robin's head begin to turn, things slotting into place and then her face lit up. She leaned forward, resting her arms on the counter.

"Is it a boy?" She whispered, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Steve's blush deepened and he ducked his head away.

"Come on Steve, you can tell me!"

"Yeah, I know, it's just. I'm a little caught off guard myself. And our first couple of interactions were kind of. Awkward."

"Awkward how?"

"Well the first time I was drunk and high at my party. And the second time. Uh. Recounting with him what happened with him at the party because I didn't remember. It was. Just awkward."

Robin gasped.

"Did you guys kiss? Full on make out? Sex?" 

Steve fixed her with a look and she was hiding a laugh behind her hand.

"No. He ended the party, helped me to my room. And I uh. Came onto him."

Robin started laughing, trying to hold it in which only caused snorts to escape. Steve's face was as red as a tomato now.

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up."

"Sorry. Sorry, I'm sorry. You. Who just figured out you're bisexual. Came onto him. While you were drunk and high."

"Yeah, I know, stupid. And I'm. Seeing him again tonight."

"Ooooo a date?"

"No, not a date. Just. Getting to know each other."

"Is he attractive? I mean obviously men are not my type, but do you think he's attractive?"

"Very. Like you have no idea. Hotter than Billy Hargrove attractive."

Robin let out a whistle.

"So who's the lucky guy?"

Flustered, Steve dropped the tape he was holding. He attempted to catch it but he fumbled it a few times before it clattered to the floor. He shot Robin a playful glare and her eyes were dancing with mirth.

"Let's not talk about that," Steve says bending down to pick up the tape.

"Why not? You like him right?"

"Yeah but. I mean I don't know him well. And if you were to find out who it is, you would. You would be shocked."

"Steeeeeeeeeve!" 

Her tone had taken on a whine now and instead of being annoyed he just shook his head.

"Come on! I want to know! Please, please, please, please, pleeeeeaaaaase?"

"Okay! Okay. It's um."

Steve fidgeted with his hands.

"Eddie Munson," he muttered under his breath.

"Who?"

"Eddie Munson."

This time it came out so fast Robin could barely understand what he was saying.

"Steve..."

"Eddie Munson!" 

Steve's eyes went wide with shock, slapping a hand over his mouth at how loud he'd shouted Eddie's name. Thankfully there were no customers. Robin blinked a few times.

"Eddie Munson."

"Uh huh."

"The Eddie Munson!?"

"Yes! Ok, shhh!"

She blinked again.

"Holy shit, you have the hots for Eddie Munson."

"Shut up."

"What are you guys doing tonight?"

"Um. His band is playing tonight. I'm going to watch."

"You don't like metal music."

"Yeah, but. I told him I wanted to get to know him. And he invited me to his band's show so..."

"So you're going."

"Yep. Oh god. What do I wear? Because I'm not in the metal scene, is preppy not good enough, it's probably not appropriate, I don't have any metal like clothes, what if I mess this up, what if he doesn't like me after tonight..."

"Steve!"

"What?"

"Now who's the one rambling?"

Steve snapped his mouth shut, his cheeks flushing red again, and Robin giggled.

"Oh my god, you're already so far gone."

"Don't make fun of me. He's just so. How do I put it. Pretty. I mean have you seen those eyes, they're like a whole galaxy on their own. And those lips, they look so. Soft, I mean imagine kissing lips that are soft and full and just. Perfect. And I mean, he pulls off the jewelry and the tattoos and shirtless, dear god."

Steve knew he was rambling again, and just recounting some of Eddie's physical features had him half hard and he had to adjust himself to hide his. Well, problem.

"Steve, you're hopeless."

"Don't remind me."

"Just be yourself. Wear what's comfortable for you. If he likes you, he'll like you for you."

"Yeah. I guess your right."

After their conversation about Eddie, Steve was happy to talk to Robin about Vickie, though he more listened while she rambled, but he didn't mind. And thankfully, their conversations were enough to fill the agonizingly slow time till their shift was over. Now he had to get ready to go to the Hideout. He had some time to kill but he wanted everything to be just right.

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary

Another little Steddie one shot. Really proud of this one

Scars To Your Beautiful

Eddie had survived the Upside Down. He'd clung to the little bit of life he had and Steve had dragged him through the gate and into a hospital, effectively saving his life. Owens had cleared his name, the government had given them all hush money and Eddie and Wayne had gotten a new place. Eddie now had a new solid group of friends and Wayne was good in taking care of him when he could. But Steve was there too.

Steve would spend his free days visiting Eddie, and taking care of him when Wayne needed sleep or was at work. Eddie was difficult to work with but Steve was patient. It'd been three months now and his wounds were almost healed. But his body was littered with scars. He didn't think anyone would find him attractive now.

Fresh pink scars, jagged lines littered his sides, some on his arms and by some miracle his tattoos had been missed and then a thick jagged scar running from his jawline and down his throat. It was one of Eddie's rough days. He'd just finished a shower and now he was staring at himself in the mirror.

His fingers ghosted over every scar, so many of them, and the eyes that stared back at him weren't his usual warmth and excitement. They were sad. Haunted. Eddie heaved a sigh, his eyes sliding shut and rubbing his hands across his face. He was feeling so incredibly insecure. He wouldn't change what he'd done, he sacrificed himself to save everyone else. But along with Survivors guilt and the insecurities with his scars, and how he wasn't really doing much with his life right now, he was having quite the bad day.

"Eddie?"

A voice startled Eddie out of his thoughts and his eyes snapped open. He could see Steve in the reflection of the bathroom mirror, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed and a look of concern on his face. That was another complicated thing. Steve. Eddie was head over heels in love, but Steve was. Well straight.

This had always been Eddie's problem. Falling hard and fast. It had led to a lot of heartbreak. He'd tried to stop this one, but his feelings for Steve had blindsighted him. One minute Steve was an aquantence who was trying to help clear his name, and the next. He was saving Eddie's life and Eddie had tumbled heart first into his feelings.

"You ok?"

Eddie shook the thoughts from his head, letting his breath out through his nose that he didn't even realize he was holding. 

"Yeah. Fine."

Eddie had always been a terrible liar and it was clear Steve wasn't convinced. Eddie's unrequited feelings were bad enough, but then Steve had to be confusing. A man Eddie very much knew was straight and yet. Throughout spring break Steve had never protested against Eddie's playful flirting. And Steve had been. Well touchy, he'd make his own subtle advances. And Eddie wasn't sure if it was on purpose or if Steve genuinely had no idea what he was doing.

"What's wrong?"

Eddie wanted to lie again. But he was a weak man when it came to Steve. Sighing again, Eddie moved to sit on the toilet seat, the lid already put down because his towel had been sitting there. He rubbed his hands across his face again.

"Just a bad day."

It was quiet for a moment.

"Seems like more than just a bad day."

Eddie's head snapped up, because Steve's voice sounded much closer. And Steve was standing right in front of him now, that same look of concern etched onto his beautiful features. Eddie sucked in a breath. When had Steve gotten so close?

"It's nothing." 

Steve frowned before crouching in front of him, taking Eddie's hands in his. His touch was soft, gentle, rubbing soothing circles into his skin with the pads of his thumbs. And Eddie would be lying if he said that didn't make his heart flutter, his belly swoop and butterflies erupt, his heart now pounding in his chest. His gaze locked with Steve's, warm brown eyes looking back at him.

"It doesn't seem like nothing."

Steve was being patient, his voice was soft and gentle and he was allowing Eddie time to gather his thoughts. 

"I just. I feel...." 

Eddie trailed off, trying to figure out how to put his thoughts into words.

"I feel ugly."

Understanding dawned on Steve's features and Eddie wasn't sure how he was going to react. But what Steve did was not at all what Eddie expected. Maybe for him to reassure him that he wasn't ugly but not this. His breath hitched in his throat because Steve's lips were on his skin. Kissing every little scar, starting from his jaw and throat, down to his arms and sides, and every scar in between.

They were gentle kisses, filled with adoration, affection and Eddie's heart did another flutter, his belly did another swoop. Everywhere Steve's lips touched left a tingling sensation that burned through Eddie's veins, his very soul. Another bought of confusion washed over him. Maybe Steve wasn't as straight as he thought he was.

"You are not ugly. You are beautiful. So utterly beautiful. And every little scar. It doesn't take away from your beauty. They add to it. You're scars are just as beautiful as you are. Because they tell a story. That what you've been through, you fought. You survived. And you are stronger than you were before. Be proud of these scars. They're a part of you. And I wouldn't change a single part of you."

Eddie could feel his eyes misting over. Steve's words were the sweetest anyone had ever said to him. Eddie was well and thoroughly fucked. There was no coming back from this. He was hopelessly in love. Steve owned his heart, and part of Eddie wanted to just rip it out of his chest and put it in Steve's hands.

He didn't even realize he was crying until Steve was kissing away those tears. Finally his shoulders sagged, a choked sob escaping from the back of his throat, because he felt relieved. He was still beautiful. He was wanted. Accepted. For exactly the way that he was and it felt like a giant weight had been lifted from his chest.

"God, could you get anymore perfect?"

An affectionate chuckle escaped from Steve and he was gently tugging Eddie closer.

"I'm just being honest. Telling you what I see," Steve says, reaching up to brush some of Eddie's curls out of his face.

Eddie sucked in a breath, gathered all of his courage and finally asked the question he needed the answer to.

"What is this? Between us? I mean. As far as I know you're straight. And I'm. Well, not straight." 

Eddie clamped his mouth shut, biting down on his lower lip, eyes watching Steve for any indication of what he was thinking.

"I thought I was. But if I'm being completely honest with myself. I'm not. I mean I still like women, but..."

"So you're bisexual then."

"Is that what it is?"

Eddie nodded.

"It's what I am."

Steve tilted his head, a pensive look crossing his features. 

"That makes sense. Looking back, I should've known. Should've figured it out. You're not. The first guy that I've wanted to kiss."

Eddie's breath hitched again.

"You want to kiss me?"

The question came out almost like a whisper. Steve bit his lip before nodding.

"Yeah. Yeah, I want to kiss you. And so much more. And we'll get there. For now. For now, I just want to kiss you. If I can."

Eddie didn't hesitate, diving in for that first kiss. His hands gently cupped Steve's cheeks, his mouth meeting Steve's in a desperate, yet soft kiss. And Steve was kissing him back, lips moving languidly against each other, tongues darting out to taste and tease. Eddie felt like he could live in this moment forever. And maybe it sounded cliché but this kiss was like magic. Perfect in every way. For the first time, Eddie truly loved himself. Because Steve saw him for who he was. And he wanted him. 

They finally broke the kiss when they needed air. And with one look at each other, they knew they didn't need to talk about it. Because it was there, in their eyes. What they were to each other. No words needed to be spoken. They just knew. Eddie pulled another kiss from Steve, this one slower, sweeter, as if conveying everything that he was feeling. 

"You're perfect," Steve whispered against his lips, and Eddie swallowed down the words, a soft whimper escaping, because those words went straight to his heart. Where they would remain, for as long as Eddie lived.

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Forbidden Love Part Four

Now that Steve was home he took a long hot shower and then started getting ready. He spent an hour fussing over what to wear and ultimately decided on a pair of Levi's and a navy blue and white striped polo shirt. Then he spent another hour fussing over his hair to make sure it got it's fluffy swoop and applied some deodorant and cologne.

When he was ready it was time to head to the Hideout. It was a dingy little bar in the part of town that wasn't so nice. Somehow the floor was sticky, though there weren't many people. A few regulars but that was about it. There was an older woman tending the bar and then there was the stage.

It wasn't a big stage but it was occupied. Eddie's band was setting up their equipment. Under the crappy stage lights Eddie looked stunning. He was wearing his black ripped jeans but a pair of black combat boots, a studded belt, a chain and bandana on his jeans. He wore his usual jewelry and an Iron Maiden shirt. His arm tattoos were on display and a red flannel was tied to his waist. His fingernails were painted black and blacl eyeliner was smudged around his eyes, making them pop.

He looked like a rock god and Steve couldn't help but stare. He was mesmerized. When he was caught staring, Eddie's dimpled smile appeared, a cocky grin and Steve's face flushed red. Finally tearing his gaze away after Eddie winked, Steve walked over to the bar and ordered a beer. Even the countertop was sticky and he made a face, pulling his arms away from leaning against it.

Once he had his beer he settled at a table close to the stage to watch Eddie set up. This time he was allowed to look and not feel embarrassed or flustered about it. When the band started playing Steve was surprised to see that Eddie didn't just play guitar. He was the lead vocalist. And his voice was sheer perfection. 

It wasn't too deep, but it was rich and smooth, like a warm velvet blanket wrapping around him. The combination of Eddie's stunning voice and the way his fingers flew across the fretboard with ease had Steve squirming in his seat. Eddie was gorgeous when he played, and although Steve wasn't much into metal, he could very much appreciate what Eddie did. He could watch Eddie play for hours, listen to his voice for hours. 

Eddie knew Steve was watching. Occassionaly his eyes would lock on Steve's and he would smirk, a sexy one and his tongue would dart out to lick his lips. Steve's body felt heated, his stomach swarming and dancing with butterflies. Eddie knew what he was doing. He knew Steve was attracted and he was taking advantage of it.

By the middle of the set Steve's beer was empty but he was far too riveted to get up and get another. And he wanted to be sober tonight. He certainly wasn't ready for anything more than making out but he wanted to remember tonight. He wanted to commit every inch of Eddie to his memory, every movement, every sound. The shape of Eddie's lips as he formed the words, the way his fingers danced and plucked at the strings of his guitar.

The last song of their set was a rendition of Metallica's Fade To Black. The other guitarist kept his electric guitar but Eddie switched to an acoustic one that had the words this machine slays dragons written on it in black ink. Instead of standing he pulled up a bar stool and sat down. Steve had never heard the song before but it was beautiful. And Corroded Coffin's version of the song was absolutely stunning.

It brought out emotion in Steve, he had to blink back tears because of how powerful the lyrics were, power that was amplified by Eddie's voice. This he knew was a song he would commit to memory. Eddie's version. After the show and all the equipment had been taken down and put away, Steve waited anxiously for Eddie.

And there he was, walking over and sliding into the seat across from Steve. His breath caught in his throat at how close Eddie was now.

"Hi."

Eddie's lips curved up, eyes boring into Steve's.

"Hi."

"What did you think? I noticed you couldn't keep your eyes off me."

Steve was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to describe how amazing Eddie's performance was.

"Incredible. How are you not signed to a record label?"

Steve was genuinely curious, because Eddie had talent, and so did the rest of the band. Eddie remained quiet for a moment.

"We had a shot. In 84. Things just. Didn't work out. They ended up wanting me instead of the whole band. And uh. Some shit happened, I couldn't make the audition."

Steve wouldn't push. If Eddie wanted to talk about it, he would.

"I'm sorry it didn't work out."

Eddie shrugged.

"Maybe we'll get another shot someday."

"I think you guys would be. Really fucking amazing. Like I think you guys could go big."

"It's a nice dream. Nice idea. But I have a backup plan. You know if we don't make it, I wanna be a tattoo artist."

Steve sat up straighter.

"That sounds right up your alley. A creative outlet. And. Kinda sounds hot."

Steve hadn't really flirted with a man before, but it couldn't be much different right? For a moment he thought he'd embarassed himself but then Eddie was smiling that adorable dimpled smile, his eyes lit up.

"You ever think about getting a tattoo?"

"Uh, no, not for me. But uh. You really pull them off. They suit you."

Eddie leaned forward in his seat. 

"I think you could pull one off if you wanted to."

"Maybe, but I'm not the one who looks like a literal rock god."

The words had slipped out, his confidence rising. And Eddie laughed. Bright and beautiful. Immediately Steve caught the sound and saved it for later.

"Very smooth Harrington. You're lucky you're pretty, because flattery very much works for me."

Steve's lips curved up.

"I do pride myself in being pretty I suppose."

They were flirting now, comfortably and Steve was enjoying it. Eddie wasn't at all what people thought he was. He was charming, he had an aura that made you feel comfortable and at ease.

"I actually really loved your rendition of Fade To Black. It was. Beautiful. Powerful. I didn't know metal music could be like that."

"Metal can be just as deep as anything. It's. It's a community. A place for people to feel like they belong."

"That sounds. Really nice. Who taught you how to play?"

Eddie tapped the table with his knuckles, eyes drifting away for a moment. 

"My dad. And uh. My mom, she uh. She loved Muddy Waters. She had these records that she would take with her wherever she went. Called them her plane tickets. She would put those records on and. She would dance with me around the living room."

"She sounds lovely."

"Yeah. Yeah, she was."

"What. Happened to her? If you don't mind me asking."

"She got sick. Passed away when I was six."

"I'm sorry."

Steve really did feel bad. He hadn't meant to bring up something sad and ruin the mood. But Eddie smiled, a soft and sweet one.

"It's ok. She's kind of my inspiration. The reason I have so much love for music."

"It's how you keep her alive."

"Yeah. Exactly."

"That's beautiful. And uh. You're beautiful."

Eddie's cheeks flushed pink and he slid down in his seat, pulling a clump of curls in front of his face to hide behind it. It was adorable, and Steve smiled.

"Thanks," Eddie mumbled.

They ended up talking for another hour, sharing childhood stories, laughing and flirting, and then they were heading out.

"I um. I had a really good time tonight. Thanks for inviting me."

"Me too. Thanks for coming."

"Do you wanna. Go out? Sometime. Like. A date?"

Eddie smiled softly. 

"I'd like that."

"How about next week. Maybe a picnic by Lover's Lake?"

"Romantic," Eddie says, smiling softly as he gently bumped Steve's shoulder.

"Well I am a hopeless romantic."

Eddie laughed softly. 

"How about Thursday, around six?"

"I'll pick you up?"

Eddie smiled again.

"Thursday at six."

After solidifying their date, they said their goodbyes and went their seperate ways. And Steve couldn't stop smiling.

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Forbidden Love Part Five

When Thursday came around Steve started preparing. Making little sandwiches, packing fruit, though he doubted Eddie would eat any of them. He ended up tossing some chips and candy in there as well and some cold beers. He'd planned for it to be later so they could watch the sun set and the stars come out.

He wasn't going to dress overly nice, he wanted it to be about comfort rather than fancy, and Eddie wasn't one to get fancy anyways. After a shower and doing his routine he settled for a comfortable yellow sweater and some jeans. 

Once he had everything ready and packed in the car he set out to Eddie's trailer, arriving right at six. He double checked his appearance before getting out of his car and walking up to the door. Just as he was about to knock, Eddie swung the door open and Steve's breath caught in his throat. Was it ever possible for Eddie to not be gorgeous? He didn't think so.

Eddie was wearing a fresh pair of jeans, no rips this time but still black denim and a Megadeath tshirt. All of his jewelry and his leather jacket. He looked cleaner, nicer, but still completely himself.

"I uh. Tried to dress a little nicer. I don't have much though," Eddie says gazing down at his attire, before back up at Steve. And those big brown eyes had him weak in the knees.

"You look. Wow."

Eddie's lips curved up into a shy smile.

"Good?"

"Definitely," Steve says, nodding.

"Uh, if you want you can. Bring your guitar. I. Like watching you play."

Another smile appeared, Eddie's face lighting up.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"No one's. Ever wanted to watch me play, just for a date."

"Well. I'd like to."

Eddie was nearly bouncing in his spot, his smile widening before darting out of sight to grab his acoustic guitar. When he returned he stepped out of the trailer and put it in the back of the car before they both got settled. They fussed over the music selection because their tastes were so opposite, but the banter felt light and natural.

When they arrived, Eddie grabbed his guitar and Steve grabbed the blanket and cooler, setting everything up in a small clearing by the lake.

"This is a nice spot," Eddie says as he settles with his guitar laid beside him.

"I thought we could watch the sun set. Do a little stargazing, maybe light a fire," Steve says, settling beside Eddie.

"You really are a romantic."

Steve smiled sheepishly.

"Guilty as charged."

There didn't seem to be any nerves this time, as the two dug into the little picnic and eased right into conversation. They talked about music and interests, and even though their interests were different they both put in an effort to understand what the other was interested in. They bickered over the music, but it was filled with laughter. 

Then they watched the sun set, watched the stars begin to appear, Eddie talking lazily about why he loved the night. He loved the moon and the stars and the way the moonlight bathed over everything with an ethereal glow, and the color of blue and silver that wrapped around the nature like a blanket. Then Steve lit a fire and Eddie sat up, pulling his guitar into his lap.

"Any requests?" Eddie asked, gently plucking at the strings to produce a slow and beautiful melody. Steve shook his head.

"Whatever comes to your mind. Whatever feels right in the moment."

Steve was sprawled out on his stomach now, his chin propped up with his hands and intently watching Eddie. Eddie's fingers continued to idly pluck at the strings before settling for I Want To Know What Love Is by Foreigner. As the song came together, Eddie played beautifully, flawlessly. And he looked so utterly pretty as he played.

His eyes closed, hair falling slightly into his face, fingers dancing across the strings that produced such a beautiful sound and softly humming along, as if the words were on the tip of his tongue. Steve was completely captivated. He watched as Eddie played and he could feel goosebumps dancing across his skin.

In that moment, all Steve saw was Eddie. This was a moment he would commit to memory, like a mental video to be saved so he could always look at it. Eddie's eyelashes were long and beautiful, causing shadows to gently dance across his cheeks, and the glow of the fire and the moonlight bathing over him made him look. Well like an angel. An angel sent from Heaven. As the last notes faded away, Steve was smiling, a look of pure adoration dancing in his eyes.

"That was beautiful."

Eddie's eyes fluttered open, and dear god that did something to Steve. A wave of heat pooling down in his belly, the butterflies swooping and dancing around. And then Eddie's smile, lips soft and full, little dimples in his cheeks.

"You liked it?"

Steve nodded eagerly and Eddie's smile grew. He played a few more songs and Steve watched with rapt attention. And after, a flood of compliments poured out of his mouth that had Eddie blushing as he set his guitar aside and laid back down to watch the sky.

They stayed for a few more hours, idly talking before Steve took Eddie home and walked him up to the door. 

"Tonight was..." 

Steve trailed off, attempting to find the right words.

"Perfect," Eddie finished.

"Yeah. Perfect."

Eddie shuffled on his feet, a lazy smile appearing.

"Do you think. There could be a third date?"

Steve's own smile appeared.

"And a fourth. I'd like there to be."

Eddie smiled again.

"Me too."

A comfortable silence fell over them and Eddie was fidgeting with his rings, gaze cast down to his feet that he was shuffling. Unable to resist the urge, Steve reached out and brushed aside the curls that were partially hiding Eddie's face. Eddie's head snapped up, eyes locking with Steve's and somehow they grew darker, gaze flicking to Steve's lips for a brief moment.

And then Eddie was leaning in, Steve's eyes tracking the movement. It wasn't a full kiss, just a tentative brush of lips, a brief moment. But it left Steve tingling, craving more. Eddie pulled back and Steve's eyes flicked up to meet Eddie's.

"Goodnight Steve."

His voice was soft and it nearly stole Steve's breath.

"Goodnight Eddie."

Steve's voice was just as soft and Eddie smiled, picking up his guitar that had been leaning against the wall and disappeared inside. As Steve got in his car, a wide lovesick smile appeared. That was without a doubt, the best date that Steve had ever been on. And he couldn't wait for the third one.

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson Summary:

Forbidden Love Part Six

Steve was riding the high of last night's date with Eddie. It was the best date he'd ever been on and he was happy. Much happier than usual, and Dustin could tell. Steve had just picked him up so he could take Dustin to Hellfire, and as Dustin got in the passenger seat, Steve was humming and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of an ABBA song playing on the radio.

Dustin immediately looked at him and frowned. Steve was smiling softly and he just looked so happy.

"Uh, Steve?"

Steve was snapped out of his lovesick daze, his head turning to look at Dustin.

"Yeah?"

"You're. Happy," Dustin says confused.

Steve's smile grew.

"I suppose I am."

"Why?"

"No reason."

Dustin saw right through him, but decided to shake it off. He had more important things to worry about.

"Can we do Hellfire at your place?"

Steve came back to Earth, frowning slightly.

"Why?"

"Principle Higgins won't let us play in the drama room anymore."

Steve sucked in a breath. He wasn't ready to come out to anyone yet and he and Eddie were very new. They'd only just started getting to know each other, only had two dates. He wasn't sure if he would be able to hide what was going on with him and Eddie.

"You can't do it anywhere else?"

"Please Steve, your house is the biggest. And if we stay late, your parents aren't home so we can sleep over."

Steve's heart began to pound in his chest. Because part of him wanted Eddie to stay the night. To share his bed with him, to cuddle with him. To spend time with him. Steve heaved a sigh. 

"Fine, fine. You can use my phone to call everyone and invite them over."

Dustin grinned and bounced in his seat, thanking Steve profusely. Once Steve pulled into his driveway, Dustin was out of the car and bounding into the house before Steve could even blink. And suddenly his house was filled with people faster than he could say Dustin's full name.

The kitchen table had been pulled into the living room, the couch pushed aside and it was filled with everything they needed for the game. Little figurines, many different dice, character sheets, pencils, Eddie's DM books and supplies. Steve was in the kitchen whipping up snacks for the group of boys in his living room.

Dustin, Mike, Eddie, Lucas and Eddie's bandmates; Gareth, Jeff and Doug. The living room was rowdy, the game in full force. Shouting, cheering and laughing, while Steve was putting the finishing touches on some freshly baked cupcakes. 

Eddie had abandoned his battle vest and leather jacket, having discarded them on the couch. That left him in his Hellfire Club shirt, one that every member of Hellfire was wearing, and his usual ripped jeans and accessories. Steve couldn't resist glancing at him every so often. 

He had a wild and chaotic energy about him, and even playing D&D, he was beautiful. The next time he went to glance at Eddie, he was standing right in front of him, nearly giving him a heart attack. Steve jumped slightly, placing a hand over his heart.

"Jesus Eddie, you scared me."

That beautiful dimpled smile appeared, Eddie's vibrant brown eyes sparkling and dancing with amusement.

"Sorry pretty boy. Didn't mean to scare you."

Steve's cheeks flushed at the pet name, an obvious attempt at flirting. Eddie was leaning against the counter now, his elbow propped on the marble surface, the muscles of his forearm flexing slightly, drawing in Steve's eyes. His mouth went dry and his mind went blank. Eddie was gorgeous. He was always gorgeous. Steve flashed a shy smile.

"It's ok."

"Smells good."

The compliment drew a bright smile from Steve, and Eddie's lips curved into a knowing smirk.

"So I was thinking. Dustin and Mike are begging to let this campaign draw out a little longer. I think they're just trying to draw it out so they can stay the night," Eddie says, sliding his hand forward and fingertips brushing against Steve's. They were callused from playing his guitar, yet they were soft. Steve leaned into the touch, letting Eddie play with his fingers, every touch sending a spark through him. 

"Are you saying you want to let it drag out?"

Eddie smiled again, a mischievous, yet flirty smile.

"It would give me a reason to stay. Spend some time with you. If you want."

Steve swallowed

"Yeah. I'd like that. Very much."

"And sleeping arrangements. We can put the kids in the living room, Jeff, Doug and Gareth in the guest room. And I can. Stay with you. In yours?"

It was a question, a hopeful one. Steve could hear the hope in Eddie's voice. And he smiled.

"As long as you don't hog the blanket."

Eddie huffed a laugh, a soft and affectionate one.

"I might just hog you." 

Steve couldn't stop smiling.

"Well, no complaints here."

Eddie grinned again and was soon called away to return to the game. Steve brought out the cupcakes and everybody dug in. The hours flew by as he cleaned up, set up the sleeping arrangements and then sat to watch Eddie play. Like always, Steve was mesmerized. Eddie was captivating to watch, and his voice was so beautiful. A sound that Steve wanted to commit to memory, along with him singing and laughing.

As the game drew to a close, he helped everyone clean up and distributed everyone to their sleeping arrangements. He was just pulling the blankets back on his bed when Eddie entered the room. He set his battle vest and leather jacket on a chair in the corner before stripping down to his boxers. Steve's eyes lingered, taking in every little feature of Eddie's body.

"Like what you see?" Eddie says, a smirk appearing. Steve's cheeks flushed. 

"Very much."

That devilish smile of Eddie's appeared again, as he strode over, reaching out to curl a strand of Steve's chest hair around his finger. He didn't even bother to hide that his gaze roved all over Steve.

"I like what I see too."

Steve's cheeks were flaming now. Eddie knew how to make a guy flustered, how to turn a guy on. But Steve wanted to take it slow. What he had with Eddie was so new, he was a guy virgin and he wanted to keep what he had with Eddie. He wanted to do it right. Eddie let go of the strand of hair, smiling softly and pressing a kiss to Steve's jawline.

It was a quick and simple kiss, but the warmth of Eddie's soft full lips had Steve's breath hitching. Eddie took his hand, gently guiding Steve into bed. And once they were both settled under the blankets, Steve's head was resting on Eddie's chest, one arm draped around Eddie's torso, and Eddie's arms wrapped around Steve, one of his hands tangled in Steve's hair, gently playing and twirling with the strands.

And there in Eddie's arms, Steve completely melted, his eyes sliding shut and a hum of contentment escaping. His embrace was warm and affectionate, a spot that Steve never wanted to leave. Within moments he was asleep, the last sensation being the gentle brush of Eddie's lips on the top of his head.