For @steddiemicrofic "plug" | 437 | no cw | musician Eddie, crushes, pre-relationship | thanks @blasvemous for the idea 🥰
"Soundcheck in five! where the fuck is Eddie?!"
Eddie Munson was everywhere. Because somewhere in this fucking venue, there had to be a spare set of earplugs. He kept asking around, everyone had their own noise-canceling headphones on, but someone told him about spare cheap foam plugs in the green room.
He burst in there, grabbed a handful, and was now running around leaving a trail of neon foam pieces behind, searching for something better. He inevitably runs face-first into Chrissy's clipboard.Â
"Eddie!" She grabs his shoulder in a vice-tight grip, her manicured nails surely leaving a bruised indent in his skin. "We need you for sound check!"
"Well, I need ear protection for Steve, because he's being stupid!" he huffs back, and her glare softens.Â
Her eyebrows crease together while she holds his vibrating form anchored to their plane of existence.
"Did you check the green room?"
"Yes!" He waves the fistful of earplugs, and it's a good thing they're best friends, because he'd get decked otherwise.Â
"Try the security room, I'll check with roadies."
He nods, and they move in separate directions, each with their own quest.
"Do the sound check without Eddie, something came up but he'll be there asap," Eddie hears Chrissy's voice in his ear. Sometimes, he wishes they didn't have unfortunate homosexual crushes on their friends so that they could become the perfect unproblematic heterosexual power couple. But alas. Steve and Robin existed and were fucking hot.Â
Eddie was about to interrupt the broad men clicking through camera footage when he heard someone yell:
"Sir! Mr. Munson!"
And he turned his head to see a green-haired guy waving at him. He wears the same walkie and ear equipment as the rest of the staff so he takes a step back to look at him inquisitively. The guy waves a pair of headphones in the air and Eddie perks up with hope.Â
"Heard you were looking for some ear muffs. I carry them around in case of panic attacks," he says once they reach each other. Eddie hesitates.Â
"Are you sure it's okay?"
The man shrugs.Â
"Just give them back to me at some point. I'm CJ, the staff knows me." He pushes the earmuffs into his hands.Â
"Okay, shit, thank you so much!" Eddie grins, squeezing his arm in thanks. "I'll make sure they get back to you!"
And then he's off to find Steve.Â
Steve, the lovely dumbass who said he doesn't need earplugs, he'll just take his hearing aid off.Â
But Eddie needs him to hear the 'I love you' he's going to say once he grows a pair.Â
Here i am, having my first
grand
down phase while on adhd medication.
Brilliant when your brain tells you that you are just lazy and you can’t really have adhd, because your meds would work if you had it.
Just FUCK IT
why is existing so damn difficult sometimes!?!
This is touching my heart and soul.
Sometimes all we need is just some Happiness.
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It would be even funnier with the headcanon that Steve has an Italian family and speaks Italian.
He is confused to why she said it to him. Then he is confused why she speaks italian. Also he ask himself if she knows he speaks italian as well, maybe that this is the reason why she speaks it around him.
Robin will be mortified, because she did not know that he speaks Italian. Steve in his sometimes nonchalant not thinking too much ways, never gave away that he understood her and just someday either speaks to her in Italian or she hears him speaking to his family. Maybe she finds Italian books (like a cookbook) and starts to question a lot of interactions they both had.
In the end she loves it, because they can speak ill of customers or maybe a little bit of the party right in front of these persons. There can also be a moment where she is like "Of course, my Dingus speaks Italian he is my soulmate, my other half. The one person that understands me the best." (Maybe she starts thinking to teach him more languages) That would also be a really good answer from her when somebody asks why Steve can speak Italian (like the Party has never heard him speak it before). She is just like "He is my Soulmate of course he speaks Italian" If you want more you can also imagine Dustin taking the answer literally and fears that the upside down gave them superpowers (that this would also explain why they are so weirdly codependent in his eyes)
Okay something that I think should really be added to Robin is her knowledge of other languages.
You’re telling me this snarky ass ice cream server hasn’t cussed out a customer in their face in Italian?
She keeps saying “Mortacci tua” to Steve each time it comes up that Steve has lost several fights. He just stares at her funny when she doesn’t elaborate.
(The phrase implies that Steve has weak ancestors)
Robin stubs her toe “ZUT!”
(An exclamation like Damn!)
A attractive girl walks out of Family Video and once the door shuts Robin calls out “Fica!” Steve again just looks at her funny.
(Means Cunt but is used like a crude way of calling a woman hot)
When Steve is again harassed into driving around town, Robin calls him a “chupamedias”.
(Suck up/ bootlicker)
Thank you for coming to my quadrilingual Robin Ted Talk.
No, I don’t count pig Latin.
Why do I have to work to live?
Why can’t I just exist?
Even if I have fun at my job, there is not enough time for me in the end. And if there is enough time, there won’t be enough money.
Sometimes I think of a Steve Harrington that is absolutely exhausted by all the horror and bullshit and trying to keep the kids alive through said horror and bullshit, who watches Eddie rock up to him at the beginning of S4 with a dead eyed, flat stare.
"Steeeeve Harrington." Eddie taunts and peacocks and twirls around him, and all Steve wanted was for a couple months to process the trauma, maybe feel safe enough to start thinking about the future instead of stuck in a never ending anxiety loop of what might happen to Dumbass Near-Deatherson, should Steve go to college or move out of Hawkins (bc all the bad nicknames in the world won't erase the fact that Dustin's family, now. They're all family. And when they need help, they go to Steve.) and now he's suffering the unjust ordeal of being haunted by the high school drug dealer.
"His highness has come down from his castle!" Munson will crow, making a show out of Steve picking up the kids like this is a great battle of wits, a scoreboard between them and not like Steve is half dead on his feet, head aching, dreams full of too many teeth. "Quickly hide behind me, he'll try to cut off your heads!"
"Wouldn't he just cut yours off too?" Lucas asked, though the tone was slightly timid, Sinclair unsure if his joke would be well recieved.
(Steve doesn't care if the kid outright insults him. He still recalls the junkyard, the fight with Billy, the blood staining the kid's headband. Lucas lived, therefore, he can be a shit if wants.)
"Mine? Oh, the King wouldn't dare." Munson tosses his head, full of cartoon energy, too big for his body and grin both. "Many have tried you see, but no one had ever succeeded!"
Steve, equally, does not give a single shit that Eddie Munson has decided to play these games with him--until he realizes he's maybe been a little too exhausted and depressed and morose around the kids.
Watches them getting worried over him, whispering urgently and making dramatic gestures and talking to Robin and suddenly, playing a little tug of war over them the way Munson seems to want feels like a good idea. A way to hide all the rough edges, a way to be fine so they can be fine.
"How about you guys skip the dork brigade tonight," Steve taunts back the next time they're all together, standing like the man he used to be, wearing a dead personality. "And we go do something actually fun instead?"
Eddie laughs, lights up, is all too happy to match him tit for tat, and it's so easy to fake this kind of interaction, rolling his eyes and snapping his gum. Steve could match this energy in his sleep, and never once does Munson catch on that Steve's not doing this for him.
That he's not even looking at him half the time, eyes askew, locked on the kids. Seeing them relax as he banters, seeing Dustin glow as he returns to his favorite position, being the center of attention.
So long as they think he's okay, Steve will be okay. If that means putting up with Munson, then so be it.
Its not like he'll catch on.
Eddie doesnt.
(Or rather, he does--but Its months and several deaths later, when they're in the RV, chasing what feels like literal demons, does it dawn on Eddie what Steve is doing.
Has been doing, the whole time.
Steve, sassy, ridiculous, jock- brained Steve makes the mistake of doing it again, using the same trick he had on the kids to convince them he was fine on Eddie. To further convince Eddie that they were fine as a group.
That they'll survive, they'll figure it out, they'll make it.
Loudly bantering with dead eyes, smiling with a mouth robotically locked in. Jokes on jokes on jokes and all of them making the kids take their minds off VecnaHenryOne to screech ineffectively at their babysitter. Winks tossed to the girls, who both roll their eyed at him. A sly look given to Eddie, to include him.
Its then, that Eddie decides to cement his life with Steve's. Because this loyal bastard of a paladin is too good hearted to die, too protective to not try it anyway. The idiot is cutting himself to ribbons to tie them all together and Eddie can't undo the damage but he can grab all the pieces he can, loop them together.
He can make those dead eyes light up again.
And he does.
This time when things are over Steve finds himself unable to pull those little tricks of his. Every time he slides the mask over his face Eddie rips it right back off again.
They fight, a lot, until they start kissing instead and for a while that also, somehow, feels like fighting but Eddie's real good at this. The emotional part, not so much the kissing, but he knows how to draw Steve out. How to break down walls, and annoying his real personality out.
The kissing was just an odd little side benefit.
A thing they don't talk about.
There's a benefit to it, one he doesn't look very hard into, until strangely, one day, Eddie wakes with Steve's head pillowed on his shoulder and comes to the abrupt conclusion that he's screwed.
Or so he thinks--until bright, loving eyes blink awake, and turn on him, and Eddie realizes just how long it's been since they looked dead.
He wonders, vaguely, how long it'll take for Steve to catch on, that this just got serious.
Will laugh at himself when he learns that Steve already knew.
Guess that's what he gets for finally paying attention.)
fic where steve already knows he's bi but robin keeps trying to tell him. steve's known he's had a crush on eddie for months at this point but today just happens to be the day where eddie walks in during a slow shift at family video and robin looks up at the perfect moment to catch steve's soft, dopey smile.
and in that moment, robin connects the dots. the music in steve's car being just love songs on loop. steve walking into work in a lovesick haze. steve going out of his way to work his schedule so he could always be the one to pick the kids up from hellfire.
oh.
oh.
eddie ducks into the horror section, and robin throws her full body weight towards steve, who yelps not unlike a stray cat.
"you like eddie," robin hisses.
"yeah, no shit!" steve reaches for the collar of his polo like he's clutching imaginary pearls. "jesus christ, robin, what the fuck."
ignoring him, robin continues. "no, steve," she says, soft look on her face, "you like like him."
steve frowns, nodding slowly. "i-i know that, robin. we're not in third grade anymore, you can say 'crush', it's not going to give you cooties," he says, frown falling to reveal a teasing look.
"wait, what?"
"robin, did you...?"
they stare at each other intensely for what could perhaps be aeons.
"YOU NEVER TOLD ME-"
"I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU-"
Steve and Eddie, who are both in a city for some music awards the next day, who both decide to go out for a couple of drinks the night before, who entirely thanks to destiny sit next to each other at the bar, who hit it off quickly and start talking and go on and on and on and on...
Steve knows that he recognizes Eddie from somewhere, but he is not entirely sure where from until a guy approaches them asking for a picture with him, that Steve takes very amused, and he realises he's the metal guy Dustin had asked him to take a picture with if he saw him at the awards.
Eddie, on the other hand, doesn't recognise Steve at all, even though he is objectively way more famous than him. It's just that Steve always wears a wig and sunglasses, a moustache that is sometimes fake. It's not like his identity is a secret, he does some interviews without the costume. It's what robin has called his 'drag persona' and not his hannah montana. Gives him some peace in the way that only dedicated fans recognise him when he's out.
The night is coming to an end and Eddie gets a brilliant idea to see Steve again. He asks him to be his date to the award show, like a full date, stand at his side at the red carpet and pose with him and everything, he thinks it will be fun and a very amused Steve agrees.
Eddie is very confused and surprised when the photographers ask to take pictures of his date alone at the red carpet, when some interviewers call out to him and he goes to them easily, but he is too caught up on his own interviews with his band to really pay attention to whatever shenanigans his very hot "anonymous" date has decided to pull.
Eddie is absolutely shocked when his hot "anonymous" date wins artist of the year and kisses him before going on the stage.
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