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“GET THE FUCK OFF ME!”
Eddie frowned and his head swivelled around when he heard the shout. Whoever that was, they didn’t sound happy.
He took a drag of his cigarette, before dropping it to the ground, scrubbing it with his foot, and started to move. Leaving behind the building’s shadow as he made his way further out into the parking lot, shifting between the parked cars of the Hideout as he followed the sound of angry voices.
He paused as he came around the side of a car, his surprise at the scene in front of him making him freeze, Steve Harrington was possibly the last person he expected to see in the Hideout’s parking lot at 11pm.
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When Eddie finds omega Steve in the parking lot of the Hideout with alpha’s Billy Hargrove and Tommy Hagen, he didn’t realise just how much his world would change.Or that it would be the start of the rest of his life.
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what we should have known all along by bravelittlesoldier
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
09 Feb 2023
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If someone had told Eddie “the Freak” Munson if he, at age 24, would be getting desperate head from fans of all genders in literally every major city in the midwest and eastern seaboard, he would have laughed out loud and told them to fuck right off with that nonsense. And in a way, they’d be wrong anyway.
He was Samuel Wise now, and Sam Wise was the one with the fans and the fame and the money.
Legally, Edward Samuel Munson didn’t exist anymore.
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Steve always figured he’d follow a girl to whatever college she was attending, but 15 year old him never imagined he would be following his lesbian best friend to University of Chicago. He also figured he’d be studying business on his dad’s dime and marrying a nice girl from a nice family, but here he was: a 22-year old college and beauty-school dropout that was decidedly living his best single life going to gay bars with Robin Buckley, writing poetry that one one would ever see in his multitude of little notebooks, and walking rich people’s dogs (and feeding three of the cutest cats with the stupidest names of all time) for a living.
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It’s Spring of 1991, and Steve is apparently a rock star’s catsitter.