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Eddie Munson lives. Steve Harrington worries and pines. A story about getting over things together, "things" ranging from a near-death experience, to your ideas about who you are and how you could feel.
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“Rock Steady” by chamomiletea (airandangels)
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“This is not a private place,” Steve says, almost into his mouth, lips still close enough to his to feel the heat.
“No, it’s a really bad idea,” says Eddie, and helps himself to another kiss before letting Steve go. His eyes are shining. What a glorious thing he is.”
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“Who’s Joan of Arc?” Steve asks. The name’s familiar but he can’t place it.
“Noah’s wife,” says Eddie.
“Don’t tell him that!” says Dustin, slapping Eddie’s arm. Eddie just snickers.
“You messing with me, Eddie?” Steve asks.”
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“Another soft, sweet little sigh down the line. “I’ve gotta sleep, but I could talk to you all night, you know. About anything. Nothing. All the worst things and the best things.”
“You’re my best thing.”
“You’re mine. I love you, Eddie.”
“I love you back.”
“Sweet dreams.”
“Sleep tight.”
“Good night, baby.”
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“God, I’m glad you still know how to play,” Eddie says, when he can speak again. “So many people just forget by our age. Fuckin’ sad, we’re not old.”
“Oh, I had forgotten. Dustin gave me a refresher course. You can only really play when you don’t give a shit about being cool. Yet, or any more.”
“Yeah… I guess that’s what does it. Thank goodness for Dustin, huh?”
Steve rolls over and kisses him in the middle of the crushed grass and sunshine and summer breeze, which is something he hopes he can remember for the rest of his life. “That’s why it’s so good with you,” he says, “it feels like we’re playing.”
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“Steve slides his hand under his butt and gives it a little squeeze. There’s really nothing like a loving butt-squeeze to calm one’s nerves. He leans over against Steve’s shoulder and Steve puts his arm around him and settles back on the couch, holding him close. It’s going to be okay.”
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“He reaches out to stroke Steve’s cheek, and Steve tilts his head into the touch and closes his eyes a moment.”
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“Eddie reaches over and squeezes Steve’s hand on top of the gear stick. They drive on through a gold and green summer morning, trees flashing by, Metallica on the stereo. Steve drums his hands on the steering wheel, Eddie taps his feet on the dash and pats his knees, they sing along and Eddie bangs his head or plays air guitar. Steve keeps glancing over at him with loving smiles that make warmth spread out in his chest like taking a deep swig of a hot drink, and his heart grows lighter with every mile they put between them and Hawkins.”
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Rock Steady
by chamomiletea (airandangels)
Updated: 2023-05-27
ID: 40643154Eddie Munson lives. Steve Harrington worries and pines. A story about getting over things together, "things" ranging from a near-death experience, to your ideas about who you are and how you could feel.
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Chapter 3