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Summary:

Steve goes to a party, asks a girl for her number and is ecstatic when she actually gives it to him. Less so when he, a few hours later, drunk in his bed, realizes it wasn't really her number. Instead, he gets a grumpy metalhead who is mostly just really annoying but sometimes really sweet. What an asshole.

title from black sabbath's 'paranoid'

Notes:

so, pretty much here's what happened:
1. watched season 4
2. got obsessed with eddie like the rest of humanity
3. couldn't stop thinking about steve and eddie
4. saw some edits the two and now they pretty much live permanently in my brain
5. got covid ._.
6. with literally nothing better to do decided to write a fanfic. so here we go i guess KSDJHFG

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

steve is italics

eddie is bold

robin is underlined




 

JULY 5, 01:47 AM

STEVE

 

 

 

 

Steve is calling Robin the second he gets home and throws himself on his bed. The world is softly spinning as he stares at the ceiling, listening to the ringing of his phone while waiting for Robin to pick up. He can’t help the smile that’s slowly spreading over his face. He got her number . This was the furthest he had come in flirting with a girl in a long time, which, if you think about it for longer than a few seconds, was pretty pathetic and just kind of sad, but Steve was doing his best to not think about it.

 

“Why the fuck are you calling me at 2 in the morning?” Robin hisses into the phone. Steve has to pull it away from his ear and frown at it for a few seconds before it hits him why Robin might not appreciate a phone call right now, no matter if it contains big and important updates on his love life.

 

“Sorry, didn’t realize how late it was. Or early?” He can practically hear Robin roll her eyes. “Anyway, I met this really cute girl at the Fourth of July-party I was at- Wait, why weren’t you there?”

 

“Because, Steve, all your friends think I’m a little bit of a freak. Even if they won’t say it out loud.”

 

“They’re not even really my friends. Not close friends, anyway.” Steve says hurriedly.

 

“You can hang out with who you want, Steve, I’m not your mom. Or your girlfriend.” They both get quiet, then burst out laughing.

 

“No, but you’re my best friend”, Steve says when they’ve collected themselves.

 

“Thanks.” He can hear the smile in her voice. “Anyway, cute girl? Tell me.”

 

Steve is smiling, too. “Well, we were playing some drinking game that I never really got the rules of to be completely honest. Me, her and a few other people. And then we just got to talking, you know? And she was really nice.”

 

“And?” Robin asks, sounding almost as excited as Steve by now.

 

“And, later, just before I was leaving I went into the kitchen to grab some water. And she’s there. So I thank the alcohol flowing in my veins for the courage it brings me-” Robin snorts. “And I ask her if I can have her number. And she says yes! She’s like ‘Sure’, and then she has to write it on a piece of paper because I left my phone somewhere. But I found it again, obviously. Anyway, I’m putting the number in now!”

 

“Wow, Steve. Good job!” She sounds sarcastic, but she’s being genuine. He knows that. They know each other well by know. Sometimes he still gets a little bummed out that she’ll never have feelings for him, but then she does something really gross, like picking her nose or cracking her toes. Sometimes she even tries to crack his toes. He knows she loves him, like an annoying twin brother, and he loves her back the same way. He doesn’t even like Robin romantically anymore, it’s just that she is pretty much the only girl in his life and sometimes he wishes he did. “What’s her name?” she interrupts. He stops for a second.

 

“Uhhh-”

 

“Steve. Jesus Christ , you don’t even remember her name? How on God’s green earth did you get her number ?”

 

“No, no! I remember! Just give me a second. It was something with a T… Or maybe N? Or was it V…”

 

“Steve.”

 

Alright ! I don’t remember. Now what do I do? What do I text her?”

 

“Oh, I don’t know. Ask for her name, maybe?” Robin laughs.

 

“Dude. Help me out here! I’m in desperate need of help.”

 

“Alright, alright.” She tries to compose herself “Maybe just write something like ‘Hi, it’s Steve from the party’. She might be like ‘Hi Steve, it’s Dixie Normous!’ and then you have her name. Problem solved.”

 

“Real mature, Robin.” She bursts out laughing again. “I’m hanging up.”

 

“Please. I need my beauty sleep.”

 

“I’m sure.”

 

“Just text her!”

 

“Good night, Robin.”



 





 

02:34 AM: hey, it’s steve from the party. you gave me your number, remember? :)

 

02:36 AM: steve who?

 

02:36 AM: steve harrington? from the party? are you the girl that gave me your number?

 

02:39 AM: tell you what, steve. i wasn’t at your party, i didn’t give you my number and i’m definitely not a girl

 

02:42 AM: oh

 

02:42 AM: sorry, then

 

02:43 AM: she must’ve accidentally written down the wrong number

 

02:47 AM: must’ve.





02:59 AM: she gave me the wrong number.

 

03:01 AM: knew it had to be too good to be true

 

03:01 AM: why are we friends

 

03:02 AM: :)





03:25 AM: so do you think she gave me your number on accident?

 

03:25 AM: or did she do it on purpose?

 

03:30 AM: why did you want it in the first place

 

03:32 AM: we talked for a little and she was nice

 

03:32 AM: and i was drunk.

 

03:33 AM: what do you think then

 

03:34 AM:

 

 

 

 

03:35 AM: she gave me the wrong number ON PURPOSE.

 

03:35 AM: :)))))

 

 

 

 





 

JULY 5, 5:32 PM

STEVE

 

 

 

 

5:32 PM: hey so do you think she gave me SPECIFICALLY your number

 

5:33 PM: or just a random one she came up with at the spot

 

5:41 PM: how should i know

 

5:43 PM: idk i thought maybe you know each other and instead of giving a random guy her number she gave me yours??

 

5:44 PM: ...

 

5:45 PM: that's actually completely reasonable

 

5:45 PM: what's her name

 

5:46 PM: what?

 

5:46 PM: the girl

 

5:47 PM: from the party

 

5:47 PM: what's her name

 

5:48 PM: oh

 

5:48 PM: uuhhhhh

 

5:48 PM: i don't know

 

5:49 PM: what

 

5:50 PM: i mean i don’t know

 

5:50 PM: i forgot

 

5:50 PM: or maybe i never even asked idk

 

5:50 PM: as we’ve already established i was drunk

 

5:51 PM: oh my fucking god

 

5:51 PM: of course you don’t fucking know her name

 

5:52 PM: yeah robin already gave me the spiel don’t even worry about it

 

5:53 PM: wait what is that supposed to mean???

 

5:54 PM: i mean

 

5:54 PM: you’re STEVE THE HAIR HARRINGTON and you can’t remember a girls’ name

 

5:54 PM: oh my god what is this going to do to your reputation???

 

5.55 PM: whAT WILL THE LADIES THINK???

 

5:55 PM: dw tho i already know you’re a douchebag

 

5:55 PM: you’re still the same in my eyes<3

 

5:56 PM: hey i’m not even that much of a douchebag!!!!

 

5:56 PM: ask robin she’ll vouch for me

 

5:56 PM: actually don’t she’ll tell you you’re right just to piss me off

 

5:57 PM: ur right she would

 

5:57 PM: lol

 

5:57 PM: wait u know robin?

 

5:58 PM: wait you know ME???

 

5:58 PM: who are you???

 

5:58 PM: if i told you i’d have to kill you

 

5:59 PM: funny.

 

5:59 PM: :)

 

5:59 PM: you know i could just look up your number

 

5:59 PM: i know