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Title: Alternative
Fandom: Stranger Things
Characters/Pairings: Steve/Eddie
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Stranger Things. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Eddie brings a problem to Steve. They decide to solve it by making out.
A/N: Written as a birthday present for geeky_ramblings.
Alternative:
Steve groans when he opens the door of his apartment to find Eddie standing there. “What has Henderson done now?”
This earns him a smirk and a glance up and down the hall. Steve runs a hand through his hair and tries to squash his annoyance. It’s probably good for both him and Eddie that they seemingly share custody of Dustin’s need for an older brother, because honestly Steve isn’t sure where Dustin finds the energy for his theories, new interests, or random shenanigans. Steve knows if he was the only outlet for Dustin to run ideas past, besides Dustin’s friends, he’d be exhausted, but that also means he and Eddie sometimes have to discuss Dustin’s more inane ideas so that they can present a united front. Robin calls it co-parenting, but Dustin has a mom so Steve is relatively sure that Robin is just fucking with him. Also, when did he become familiar enough with Eddie that he can interpret that Eddie’s smirk and glancing around means that this conversation should likely be private and not held in the doorway. Steve steps aside and Eddie lets himself in.
Steve follows as Eddie wanders into his kitchen, grabs two spoons from the drawer and then opens the freezer. Steve is about to tell Eddie which ice cream belongs to Robin because Robin bought it herself and left it here and please don’t eat Robin’s ice cream because Steve can’t withstand Robin’s disappointed face. Thankfully Eddie grabs the carton that isn’t Robin’s and drops down into a chair at the kitchen table. Eddie holds up one of the spoons for him. This is an ice cream conversation. Steve sighs, then asks, “Is this also a coffee conversation?”
Eddie gives him a look that has Steve groaning. Seriously what did Dustin do now? Eddie raises his eyebrows and points out, “If you make coffee, you’ll make a whole pot, and then Henderson will stop by later and drink some and I don’t think either one of us wants to deal with Henderson on coffee.”
Yeah no. Steve does not want to deal with that, not when he’s got a late-night shift and Dustin will just trail him to work spouting off ideas. Steve takes the offered spoon and drops into the chair at the head of the table. Eddie opens the carton, shifts it so it’s between them and digs in. Steve sticks his spoon into the ice cream and gets up. He pulls the chocolate sauce that he mostly bought because half the kids like chocolate milk and Robin likes it on her ice cream and plunks it on the table.
“Do we need sprinkles?” Steve asks.
Eddie pauses, his next bite halfway to this mouth. His eye light up with excitement. “You have sprinkles?”
Steve grabs the sprinkles out of the cupboard they’re in and drops them onto the table. Eddie is already pouring chocolate sauce on the ice cream. He watches with trepidation as Eddie adds sprinkles. Just what did Henderson do that requires ice cream with chocolate sauce and sprinkles courage? Steve lets himself have a large spoonful and then another, figuring he’ll need it.
They eat half the carton before Eddie leans back in his chair and tells him. “Henderson has decided that because you won’t date Robin that this clearly mean I should date Robin.”
Steve snorts. “No offense, but you’re not her type.”
“I know, but I’m not about to out her when she hasn’t even come out to me yet,” Eddie agrees.
Steve lowers his spoon into the carton and stares at Eddie. “I don’t know what that meant, but…”
Eddie cuts him off with a look. Steve sighs. Eddie smirks again. “So how do we get Henderson to realize that sometimes girls don’t date guys and guys don’t date girls without involving Robin?”
“We could fake date?” Steve says thinking out loud. “We probably wouldn’t even have to date, just have Dustin walk in on us kissing and he’d get it or at last stop trying to set either of us up with Robin.”
“Are you prepared to deal with his disappointment when we ‘break up’?” Eddie points out before he takes another spoonful of ice cream.
“I just said we wouldn’t have to actually date, we could just be kissing. We could also teach Dustin that sometimes making out is just making out for fun,” Steve counters.
Eddie gives him that grin, the one that says he’s about to fuck with you. “Maybe I don’t want to be used for fun, ever think of that Stevie?”
“Am I using you or are we teaching Dustin something?” Steve challenges.
Eddie leans in, glancing at his lips. “Have you ever actually kissed a guy?”
Steve shrugs, then grimaces. “I was really drunk and he was really bad at it so I’m not sure it counts.”
Steve resists the urge to wipe his mouth remember how wet his chin had ended up. It’s been so gross.
“Yeah,” Eddie points with his spoon. “If you look that grossed out when I’m kissing you I don’t think Dustin’s going to buy it.”
Steve blinks. He considers listing all the way that kiss had been awful, but settles with saying, “It was less that he was a guy and more he was really bad at kissing.”
Eddie drops his spoon into the carton. “Should we practice?”
Obviously, they’re going to practice kissing. Steve sighs. “Where?”
“Living room?” Eddie suggests. “Dustin’s more likely to catch us there if he comes over after dropping his things at home.”
Steve grabs the spoons and sets them in the sink, then grabs the carton. “We’d have to unlock the door.”
When he turns after putting the cartoon back in the freezer Eddie is standing right there holding out the chocolate sauce. Absently Steve notes Eddie already put the sprinkles away. There’s an intense look Steve isn’t sure how to interpret in Eddie’s gaze so he just puts the chocolate sauce away. Then they stand there staring at each other.
“I thought you wanted to go to the living room,” Steve manages.
Eddie steps closer. “To sit there and make awkward small talk before awkwardly trying to kiss?”
Steve wets his lips. Eddie’s eyes track the movement. “We already agreed to practice kissing.”
“Practice,” Eddie snorts. Before Steve can respond Eddie is gripping his chin and Steve lets Eddie tilt his head just slightly and then Eddie’s lips are pressing against his. It’s a soft kiss, almost as if Eddie is asking permission. Steve kisses back, winding his arms around Eddie’s neck and pressing closer. Eddie deepens the kiss and urges Steve back until he’s pinned between the fridge and Eddie’s warmth.
Steve hasn’t had kisses this good in…how long has it been? Not everyone can kiss. Not everyone likes kissing, but Eddie is a really great kisser and Steve doesn’t want him to stop. His fingers are playing at Eddie’s scalp as they continue to kiss. One of Eddie’s hands it cupping his face and the other is at his waist, rubbing circles under the fabric with his thumb. Steve is really turned on and maybe he should be embarrassed about that since they only agreed to practice kissing, but this is less practice and more edging towards making out and stripping each other of their clothes as they stumble their way to Steve’s bedroom. Steve suddenly and desperately wants that.
Eddie pulls back enough to tell him, “You can put your hands in my hair.”
And then they’re making out again, except Steve gets to dig his hands into Eddie’s hair and tug just that little bit. Eddie groans against his mouth and presses him more firmly against the fridge. Steve is slightly aware that he can hear magnets hitting the floor, but that’s not as important as the way Eddie is grinding against him and how good it feels to move with Eddie in that moment. It makes Steve want to swear, except then he’d having to stop kissing Eddie and he is enjoying that way too much to stop.
Then Eddie is kissing down his jaw and across his neck and Steve just lets him, closes his eyes and enjoys the way Eddie’s tongue feels sliding back up his neck. Eddie nips his ear and Steve can’t help the noise he makes at that. Eddie chuckles, low and throaty, “You sure your door’s locked?”
“Yes.” It’s habit now.
“Should we check?”
“Why?” Steve isn’t sure why his voice sound so breathless. They’re just talking about doors and locks and Eddie’s gaze is really intense and kinda driving all thoughts out of Steve’s head. He’d rather go back to kissing.
Eddie swears and then nips at Steve's lips briefly and Steve tries to lean forward for more kissing, but Eddie asks, “So fake dating with sex or real dating with sex?”
“Sex,” Steve agrees.
Eddie raises his eyebrows. “Did I just kiss all the thoughts out of your head?”
Steve groans. Why do they have to go back to talking when they could be kissing and having sex? It’d be a great distraction before work. Steve glances at the time. “Look we have one hour before Henderson decides he’s coming here to tell me about his day and two hours before I have to go to work and did you skip school? Nancy and Robin’s plan to get you to actually graduate this year is going to go to shit if you…”
Eddie presses his lips together, eyes widening in this delighted look as if Steve is doing something precious and Steve isn’t sure why because isn’t he kinda scolding Eddie? “I have a study hall in my last period. Do you want to keep talking or do you want to start taking each other’s clothes off?
Steve answers by pulling Eddie into another kiss.
Fandom: Stranger Things
Characters/Pairings: Steve/Eddie
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Stranger Things. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Eddie brings a problem to Steve. They decide to solve it by making out.
A/N: Written as a birthday present for geeky_ramblings.
Alternative:
Steve groans when he opens the door of his apartment to find Eddie standing there. “What has Henderson done now?”
This earns him a smirk and a glance up and down the hall. Steve runs a hand through his hair and tries to squash his annoyance. It’s probably good for both him and Eddie that they seemingly share custody of Dustin’s need for an older brother, because honestly Steve isn’t sure where Dustin finds the energy for his theories, new interests, or random shenanigans. Steve knows if he was the only outlet for Dustin to run ideas past, besides Dustin’s friends, he’d be exhausted, but that also means he and Eddie sometimes have to discuss Dustin’s more inane ideas so that they can present a united front. Robin calls it co-parenting, but Dustin has a mom so Steve is relatively sure that Robin is just fucking with him. Also, when did he become familiar enough with Eddie that he can interpret that Eddie’s smirk and glancing around means that this conversation should likely be private and not held in the doorway. Steve steps aside and Eddie lets himself in.
Steve follows as Eddie wanders into his kitchen, grabs two spoons from the drawer and then opens the freezer. Steve is about to tell Eddie which ice cream belongs to Robin because Robin bought it herself and left it here and please don’t eat Robin’s ice cream because Steve can’t withstand Robin’s disappointed face. Thankfully Eddie grabs the carton that isn’t Robin’s and drops down into a chair at the kitchen table. Eddie holds up one of the spoons for him. This is an ice cream conversation. Steve sighs, then asks, “Is this also a coffee conversation?”
Eddie gives him a look that has Steve groaning. Seriously what did Dustin do now? Eddie raises his eyebrows and points out, “If you make coffee, you’ll make a whole pot, and then Henderson will stop by later and drink some and I don’t think either one of us wants to deal with Henderson on coffee.”
Yeah no. Steve does not want to deal with that, not when he’s got a late-night shift and Dustin will just trail him to work spouting off ideas. Steve takes the offered spoon and drops into the chair at the head of the table. Eddie opens the carton, shifts it so it’s between them and digs in. Steve sticks his spoon into the ice cream and gets up. He pulls the chocolate sauce that he mostly bought because half the kids like chocolate milk and Robin likes it on her ice cream and plunks it on the table.
“Do we need sprinkles?” Steve asks.
Eddie pauses, his next bite halfway to this mouth. His eye light up with excitement. “You have sprinkles?”
Steve grabs the sprinkles out of the cupboard they’re in and drops them onto the table. Eddie is already pouring chocolate sauce on the ice cream. He watches with trepidation as Eddie adds sprinkles. Just what did Henderson do that requires ice cream with chocolate sauce and sprinkles courage? Steve lets himself have a large spoonful and then another, figuring he’ll need it.
They eat half the carton before Eddie leans back in his chair and tells him. “Henderson has decided that because you won’t date Robin that this clearly mean I should date Robin.”
Steve snorts. “No offense, but you’re not her type.”
“I know, but I’m not about to out her when she hasn’t even come out to me yet,” Eddie agrees.
Steve lowers his spoon into the carton and stares at Eddie. “I don’t know what that meant, but…”
Eddie cuts him off with a look. Steve sighs. Eddie smirks again. “So how do we get Henderson to realize that sometimes girls don’t date guys and guys don’t date girls without involving Robin?”
“We could fake date?” Steve says thinking out loud. “We probably wouldn’t even have to date, just have Dustin walk in on us kissing and he’d get it or at last stop trying to set either of us up with Robin.”
“Are you prepared to deal with his disappointment when we ‘break up’?” Eddie points out before he takes another spoonful of ice cream.
“I just said we wouldn’t have to actually date, we could just be kissing. We could also teach Dustin that sometimes making out is just making out for fun,” Steve counters.
Eddie gives him that grin, the one that says he’s about to fuck with you. “Maybe I don’t want to be used for fun, ever think of that Stevie?”
“Am I using you or are we teaching Dustin something?” Steve challenges.
Eddie leans in, glancing at his lips. “Have you ever actually kissed a guy?”
Steve shrugs, then grimaces. “I was really drunk and he was really bad at it so I’m not sure it counts.”
Steve resists the urge to wipe his mouth remember how wet his chin had ended up. It’s been so gross.
“Yeah,” Eddie points with his spoon. “If you look that grossed out when I’m kissing you I don’t think Dustin’s going to buy it.”
Steve blinks. He considers listing all the way that kiss had been awful, but settles with saying, “It was less that he was a guy and more he was really bad at kissing.”
Eddie drops his spoon into the carton. “Should we practice?”
Obviously, they’re going to practice kissing. Steve sighs. “Where?”
“Living room?” Eddie suggests. “Dustin’s more likely to catch us there if he comes over after dropping his things at home.”
Steve grabs the spoons and sets them in the sink, then grabs the carton. “We’d have to unlock the door.”
When he turns after putting the cartoon back in the freezer Eddie is standing right there holding out the chocolate sauce. Absently Steve notes Eddie already put the sprinkles away. There’s an intense look Steve isn’t sure how to interpret in Eddie’s gaze so he just puts the chocolate sauce away. Then they stand there staring at each other.
“I thought you wanted to go to the living room,” Steve manages.
Eddie steps closer. “To sit there and make awkward small talk before awkwardly trying to kiss?”
Steve wets his lips. Eddie’s eyes track the movement. “We already agreed to practice kissing.”
“Practice,” Eddie snorts. Before Steve can respond Eddie is gripping his chin and Steve lets Eddie tilt his head just slightly and then Eddie’s lips are pressing against his. It’s a soft kiss, almost as if Eddie is asking permission. Steve kisses back, winding his arms around Eddie’s neck and pressing closer. Eddie deepens the kiss and urges Steve back until he’s pinned between the fridge and Eddie’s warmth.
Steve hasn’t had kisses this good in…how long has it been? Not everyone can kiss. Not everyone likes kissing, but Eddie is a really great kisser and Steve doesn’t want him to stop. His fingers are playing at Eddie’s scalp as they continue to kiss. One of Eddie’s hands it cupping his face and the other is at his waist, rubbing circles under the fabric with his thumb. Steve is really turned on and maybe he should be embarrassed about that since they only agreed to practice kissing, but this is less practice and more edging towards making out and stripping each other of their clothes as they stumble their way to Steve’s bedroom. Steve suddenly and desperately wants that.
Eddie pulls back enough to tell him, “You can put your hands in my hair.”
And then they’re making out again, except Steve gets to dig his hands into Eddie’s hair and tug just that little bit. Eddie groans against his mouth and presses him more firmly against the fridge. Steve is slightly aware that he can hear magnets hitting the floor, but that’s not as important as the way Eddie is grinding against him and how good it feels to move with Eddie in that moment. It makes Steve want to swear, except then he’d having to stop kissing Eddie and he is enjoying that way too much to stop.
Then Eddie is kissing down his jaw and across his neck and Steve just lets him, closes his eyes and enjoys the way Eddie’s tongue feels sliding back up his neck. Eddie nips his ear and Steve can’t help the noise he makes at that. Eddie chuckles, low and throaty, “You sure your door’s locked?”
“Yes.” It’s habit now.
“Should we check?”
“Why?” Steve isn’t sure why his voice sound so breathless. They’re just talking about doors and locks and Eddie’s gaze is really intense and kinda driving all thoughts out of Steve’s head. He’d rather go back to kissing.
Eddie swears and then nips at Steve's lips briefly and Steve tries to lean forward for more kissing, but Eddie asks, “So fake dating with sex or real dating with sex?”
“Sex,” Steve agrees.
Eddie raises his eyebrows. “Did I just kiss all the thoughts out of your head?”
Steve groans. Why do they have to go back to talking when they could be kissing and having sex? It’d be a great distraction before work. Steve glances at the time. “Look we have one hour before Henderson decides he’s coming here to tell me about his day and two hours before I have to go to work and did you skip school? Nancy and Robin’s plan to get you to actually graduate this year is going to go to shit if you…”
Eddie presses his lips together, eyes widening in this delighted look as if Steve is doing something precious and Steve isn’t sure why because isn’t he kinda scolding Eddie? “I have a study hall in my last period. Do you want to keep talking or do you want to start taking each other’s clothes off?
Steve answers by pulling Eddie into another kiss.