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“If anyone had told me I would be sharing a cigarette with Steve Harrington before battling a fucked up wizard I would have had them locked up for being insane.” Eddie said with a grin as he held his lighter to the aforementioned cigarette in Steve’s hand waiting until the cherry glowed red before flicking the lid on and slipping it into his pocket.
Steve laughed bashfully, “Steve Harrington would have agreed with you, he was such a douche.”
The two men were hidden behind the Eddies trailer while the rest of the group worked on some last minute preparations. “Thanks for spotting me this.”
Eddie shrugged, Robin might have thrown his last away but he knew where Wayne kept his stash and he totally, definitely would replace them later, if he survived the Upside Down bullshit.
“Steve? Where are you?”
At the sound of Robin’s voice (seriously, did she have a sixth sense for cigarettes being lit?) Steve’s eyes widened and as the blonde girl rounded the back of the trailer threw his down and lunged at Eddie.
The next seconds were a blur of teeth, tongue, spit and the fucking amazing smell that was uniquely Steve Harrington. Look, he was a poor little bisexual living in the middle of buttfuck nowhere Indiana, Steve was sex on legs in high school but several years and a huge dose of humility later had only increased how maddeningly hot he was.
“Oh shit, never mind!” The sound of Robin scarpering brought the impromptu (and amazing) make out session to an end and there was a moment where both men just panted as adrenaline and a fuck load of emotions Eddie couldn’t name crashed around him.
“Oh shit, man I am so sorry! I panicked.”
“You panicked?” His voice was higher than even pre-teen Eddie had ever owned and he fought the shrill laugh that was fighting for dominance.
“Robin hates it when I smoke and I, shit sorry man I just panicked.”
“Wait, hold on a second, you would rather her think you were gay rather than smoking?”
“Um…yeah?”
Steve looked befuddled and Lord was he beautiful with it, all confused eyebrows and a head tilt like a golden retriever.
“Aren’t you worried about being hate crimed?”
There was a pause and then he shook his head.
“Sorry, dumb thing to say she’s gayer than a two dollar note. But what if she hadn’t been alone?”
“I…did not think of that….wait, how do you know Robin’s gay?”
“Her shoes man, girls not exactly subtle.”
It took a moment before his features twisted from confused Labrador to nodding acceptance and then he grinned.
“I told her one day someone would actually read her shoes…you’re not gonna punch me for kissing you are you because if you do I gotta say I have had a lot of concussions and the next one could cause brain damage. So maybe aim for the torso.”
“If I was going to hit you I would have done it by now man, besides I’m bisexual so no hetero minds were harmed, ‘cept maybe yours.”
“Bisexual…that’s where you like both right?”
“Yup!” Eddie said cheerfully popping the ‘p’ and observing the incredibly hot man he’d just had a weird impromptu make out session with. He didn’t seem disgusted, obviously, or particularly bothered by anything that had happened. He seemed almost…relieved?
“Huh, guess I’m bisexual, didn’t know that was a thing.”
“Oh, cool. Cool. Cool cool cool!” Shut up Eddie, stop being a fucking idiot! Thankfully his brain overrode his mouth before he could continue any further and the two men settled into companionable silence.
“So…when this is all over you wanna come back to my place and make out?” Jesus H Christ, his brain ground to a halt and for a moment he could only gape, then horny Eddie took control and he swallowed hard and nodded.
“Sure.”
Looks like he had something to look forward to once this was over.