steve harrington

“Uh.” Harrington’s eyes are darting up to Eddie’s face and back down to his clasped hands, over and over. “So. I was — but it’s not like that, y’know? Because I’m — and I just wanted to —“ “Harrington,” Eddie interrupts, scowling. “Stop wasting my time. Spit it the fuck out.” Harrington glares at him, eyes narrowing. “Fine. Fine.” He pauses, biting his lip, before saying, “Are you gay?” Eddie’s blood runs cold. His brain stalls. “Uh. I don’t think I understand.” Harrington throws his head back in frustration, cursing under his breath at the sky. The movement ruffles his hair, strands curling around his ears as he looks upwards. When he looks back to Eddie, he says, very slowly, “I was hoping you were gay, Munson, so I could give you a blowjob and prove to myself that I’m good at it.” —— Or; the basketball team unanimously votes that Steve would be the worst at giving a blowjob. Steve wants to test the truth of that with the only guy he knows might be down to help - Eddie Munson.

Eddie Munson apparently didn't get the memo that you can't just bite the people you're interested in. But Steve decides that he's surprisingly willing to hear him out.

“Is this your dad?” The guy asked out of pure confusion and a hint of fear. “No,” Steve said, just as Eddie said, “Something like that.”

Eddie is in the middle of a feud with an opposing kingdom. Running out of options, he decides to kidnap their prince.

“Eddie?" Steve sounds sleep-rough even to his own ears. "What’s up, man? It’s like, midnight.” “I know, I know, sorry, just—“ Eddie takes a breath. “David proposed to me.” Steve feels the world tilt on its axis. “Oh.” “Aren’t you gonna ask me what I said?” Softly, Steve asks, “What did you say?” “I said yes.” (Or, Steve and Eddie navigate their twenties together and apart. Eventually, something has to give.)

Steve wasn’t an idiot. He knows there’s only so much a black t-shirt can do to help him blend in at one of Eddie’s shows. He wishes that his old and clearly well worn Corroded Coffin shirt could be enough to prove he belongs. Wishes it was like a little neon sign pointing to him that says, ‘Hey, I very much deserve to be here. In fact, I’ve actually been here a lot longer than any of you have.’But no it doesn’t work that way. - - - Or, Steve gets tired of being judged by Eddie’s fans, and King Steve puts them in their place.

Steve rolls his eyes, gives Eddie a look of affectionate exasperation. ‘How are you gonna fuck me if you’re mad at me?’ That makes Eddie laugh against his will, it just kind of punches out. ‘Oh believe me, I’ll manage.’ He locks the door. The candles burn steady. The window is open. Sex magic is dangerous.

Eddie reaches out, grabbing Steve's jaw to turn him. He squints, concentrating on swiping the smudge off Steve’s face. Steve sways closer, then. So close, in fact, that his eyes flutter shut, breath shuddering over Eddie's lips before— kissing him. Steve is kissing him. Eddie gasps, hand dropping from Steve's face. Steve wrenches back. “Um.” Steve's eyes are wide, mouth parted. “Did you—?” “Did I–?” Eddie asks, bewildered. “Was that—“ Steve opens and closes his mouth. finally settles on blinking very fast. “I totally just kissed you.”

“Are you a manifestation of my subconscious?” Eddie asks, tentatively shuffling closer to the wolf. He sways a little, stage-whispering, “What are you trying to tell me?” He knows the pills he took were strong but, well - he didn’t think they were ‘hallucinate a giant dog’ strong. (Or, the one where Steve turns into a wolf and befriends Eddie Munson.)

After getting expelled from private school (again), Debbie and Fester decide to enroll Steve in public school with his cousin, Pubert. Poor Eddie had no clue what was gonna hit him

“Yeah, but you’re entirely predictable. I mean, you’re a rich boy who’s good at sports and climbs the social ladder like it’s nothing. No way you like nerd stuff. You’re destined to be a douchebag, Harrington. The Munson Doctrine never lies.” As he speaks, Eddie can see Steve’s frown get deeper and his eyes get darker until he turns his head away and takes a shaky drag of the joint. He lets it out, still shaky, and seems to be gathering himself. Eddie is starting to brace for a punch or kick or something violent when Steve says, “You’re just as bad, then.” “What?” Steve takes another drag, his shoulders relaxing, and he looks at Eddie. “You’re no better, Munson. As much as you’d like to think otherwise, you’re also predictable. I mean, you’re a guy who feels like an outcast so he embraces the role and doesn’t bother to think he could ever be wrong about someone he’s never actually talked to before. Seems like you’re destined to be a douchebag, too.” For the first time in a long time, Eddie is speechless.

After having escaped his father’s grasp, Billy Hargrove finds himself in California working his dream job as a lifeguard and masquerading as a Dominant.The charade comes to an end when he’s brought to his knees and beaten by a gang of Doms causing trouble on his beach. Steve is an EMT who happens to be a Dominant and who’s called to the beach to help Billy. What he finds is an uncollared, unclaimed Submissive and offers his help. Without it, Billy is destined to end up in government care with an appointed Dominant of their choosing.What starts as a platonic dom/sub relationship quickly grows as Billy finds a side of submission he’s never experienced before with a Dominant different from any he’s ever met in his life.

“I don’t care how big his dick is robs, the man owns a fedora.” Or: Steve talks so much that it’s surprising it took this long for Eddie to find out he’s not straight.