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“What else?” Eddie goads, once he’s done rolling his eyes all over Steve. “Who else is mean to poor baby rich boy, Steve Harrington?”
“You,” Steve points out, voice high, teetering on the edge of something he doesn’t fully understand. “All the other counselors, for that matter. I see how you guys look at me.”
And I see how you're looking at me right now, he wants to add.
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OR: Camp Counselors Steve and Eddie have their differences... and something in common, too.
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After his season two altercation with Steve, Billy Hargrove tells everyone Steve's a queer. Steve, unaware of the rumors, is suddenly being bullied and preyed upon. Luckily for him, everyone is afraid of Eddie Munson, a boy who isn't afraid to bring a knife to a fist fight.
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“We’re probably meeting him for the first time,” Robin tells Chrissy, as Chrissy fixes her hair for her, “we should make a good impression.”
“I don’t think they have opinions babe,” Chrissy tells her gently, licking her thumb and then using it to rub a scuff off Robin's cheek.
“You can’t know that for sure. I bet they judge us. Silently. Plus I’ve never met one before, I’ve seen them working loads, you know, on Earth, but I’ve never...spoken to one. Not properly.”
“My parents had a house model, when I was little,” Chrissy volunteers, “she was really nice. Mostly she did all the chores and meals and stuff. Ordered the groceries. She was so good at Mahjong.”
“Huh. Do you think this guy will play Rummy with us? It’s better with four.”
“You’re cute,” Chrissy tells her, before kissing the tip of her nose, “should we have a countdown?” She asks, turning her attention to Eddie.
“Only if you’re willing to do it more than once if this doesn’t work?”
Chrissy wrinkles her nose, “probably not?”
Eddie shrugs, flips his visor screen down, and hopes for the best.
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14 May 2025
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Indeed, the man would sometimes debrief Steve after! A glint in his eye, merry, as he asked if he thought Dr Owens or his five thousand pounds a year was more handsome, and Steve had all but choked upon his reply that Dr Owens was indeed handsome, regardless of his income!
“Hmm,” Sir Hopper had intoned that evening, teeth around his cigarillo as he puffed the heady scent of tobacco into the air. “I myself find the pounds comely rather than my dear friend (who himself would be the first to say it, so do not make such a face, young sir), but to each their own. Either way, he’s much too old for you.”
“I do not find myself concerned overmuch with such things,” Steve had tried to demure, for he had not wished to seem ungrateful for what introductions into the society of Devonshire and its surrounds Sir Hopper did offer.
Sir Hopper had snorted, ungainly in his amusement, and tapped his temple. He’d said, “I shall keep that in mind, then. Still: six and thirty years between you is too much. Five and ten, however, is much more agreeable to my delicate sensibilities. What say you to that?”
Or: an Omegaverse Regency AU inspired by Sense and Sensibility.
Series
- Part 1 of the burning heart