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Want to Go Home With You (Bring Me a Home) Chp. 5

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🧜‍♂️——————🧜‍♂️ He closes the bedroom door with a soft thud. Steve’s snuffles are still heard, even through the wall, so Eddie knows that he slipped away successfully. But the almost complete silence that surrounds him throughout the rest of the cabin leaves him uneasy, making him wish that he just stayed in the bed with Steve. He promised to not leave, but there’s something burbling inside of him—a deep seeded pocket of curiosity and unruly untrusting that he still needs to work though.

“Must’ve Been Some Dragon”

M | wc 815 | CW: implied child abuse

@steddieangstyaugust Day 15: Childhood

“Must’ve been some dragon.”

Steve looked up across Eddie’s hospital bed at Wayne Munson. They have been sitting by Eddie’s bedside for almost 10 hours, and this was the first words Wayne has spoken.

“I’m sorry?” Steve asked, readjusting in his seat to look more towards Wayne. Wayne gestured at Eddie’s bandaged body. He was worse for wear. Lost a lot of blood. Steve spent way too long doing chest compressions before they could get his heart beating again. Steve still had Eddie’s dried blood on his fingernails.

“Must have been some dragon,” Wayne repeated. “He — uh — used to come over, scraped or bruised. Said it was a dragon. A dragon gave him those bruises or a dragon scraped his knee.” Wayne’s hand hovered over Eddie’s bandaged arm, wanting to touch him, but not wanting to cause any further harm. “Ego,” He settled his touch on Eddie’s bare hand. “Some dragon.”

Steve let out a soft laugh. “Yeah. It was some dragon.” Steve couldn’t help but turn his attention back to Eddie, peacefully still. “He was brave against the it. The dragon.”

“He always is,” Wayne said, his thumb running across the back of Eddie’s hand.

🐉 ⚔️

Steve was jolted awake. The body next to him — his boyfriend — jerked up, jostling Steve off his chest. Eddie inhaled sharply, burying his face into his hands, body shaking.

“Hey, hey,” Steve whispered, sitting up, his hand rubbing gentle circles on Eddie’s back. “Hey, you’re safe. We’re okay.”

Eddie jostled his head, nodding of some sorts. His head still buried in his hands, his breath still uneven. Steve leaned into Eddie, his head against his shoulder.

“We’re okay,” Steve said.

“W-we’re okay,” Eddie repeated, his breath still shaky.

Steve rubbed circles into Eddie’s back, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s bare shoulder. “Was it the bats?”

Eddie shook his head. “It was — uh — a dragon,” Eddie admitted. He leaned against Steve’s touch, closing his eyes and let out a soft sigh. “I haven’t — I haven’t had that nightmare since I was a kid.”

“You want to talk about it?”

Eddie shook his head, turning to bury himself in Steve’s arms. Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie, holding him securely. “It’s fine. It’s in the past. Don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

“The dragon?” Steve asked softly.

Eddie nodded.

“I’ll protect you,” Steve promised. “No matter the size of dragon, I’ll protect you from it.”

Eddie leaned back to look at Steve. “Any dragon?”

“Any dragon that dares to step in the Munson Kingdom,” Steve said. “I’ll fight for your honor.”

Eddie let out a wet laugh, pressing a quick kiss to Steve’s lips before leaning back into him. “My knight in shining armor.”

Steve pressed a kiss to the top of Eddie’s head, holding him tightly as they both fell back asleep, free from dragons.

🐉 ⚔️

Steve was in the middle of getting ready for his shift at Family Video when there was pounding at the door. Steve sighed, running his hand through his hair.

“Eddie, I swear to god,” he half shouted. Not sure if Eddie could even hear him. He made his way through the Munson’s new trailer — a 2-bedroom that Steve practically moved into, sharing Eddie’s space. “If you forgot your key again —“

Steve opened the front door. A man, slightly taller than him. Bigger too, but not bigger than Hopper. Dark hair, familiar brown eyes, and a soft grin that felt … wrong.

Steve instantly knew who this was.

“I’m looking for Wayne or Eddie,” Ricky Munson said, Steve assumed as politely as he could. Which wasn’t much.

“Wrong house,” Steve said, pushing the door shut. Ricky’s hand shot out, stopping the door. He pushed it open, keeping his arm stretched out.

“I think I’m at the right house,” Ricky said slowly. “You seen my son or brother lately?”

Steve’s eyes dropped to the arm in front of him, holding the door open. To the ink on Ricky’s forearm. A dragon tattoo on his right arm.

And suddenly, everything made sense.

Little Eddie coming to Wayne, bruised and battered by a dragon.

Eddie having nightmares about a dragon hurting him.

And Steve, who promised Eddie that he would protect him from dragons. Of any kind.

Steve reached beside the door, feeling the handle of his nail bat fit perfectly in the palm of his hand.

“Heard a lot about you, Ricky,” Steve said, stepping back, pulling the nail bat behind him. “They’ll be home shortly if you want to come in.”

Ricky gave a sly grin, one that looked innocent at face value but felt slimy. Ricky took the first step into the Munson’s trailer. Steve tightened his grip on his nail bat.

Any dragon, he told Eddie.

Any dragon that dares to step into the Munson kingdom.

Especially the dragon that haunted his childhood.

Our final day of Summer Things brings us bonfires, pool time, and sunbathing!

Creators: Don’t forget to update your posting date once your fic is revealed so that it goes to the top of the feed. And please remember that the fest is anonymous until reveals on July 27.

****

Undisclosed Desires (Multiple Ships, 8,657 words, T)

The Corroded Coffin boys find a sad Steve at the yearly summer bonfire by the lake. They decide to adopt a jock and then some.

Or, The boys of Corroded Coffin each take Steve out on dates to show that he is loveable.

****

Show Me Yours And I’ll Show You Mine (Steve/Eddie, 1,882 words, T)

“Steve…” Eddie’s eyes darted down, a thumb reaching out to brush across Steve’s waist, against the uneven skin there. “My scars are…well, you’ve seen them. They’re worse than yours, they’re…disgusting, and the kids don’t need to see them.”

A soft noise escaped Steve, his brow furrowing. “Don’t say that, Eds.”

“What?”

“That they’re disgusting.”

Eddie scoffed. “Well, it’s the truth.”

*****

Eddie is self-conscious about his scars. Steve shows him he doesn't have to be.

****

The Plunge (Robin/Nancy, 2,739 words, T)

In which Nancy Wheeler gets a sunburn & her good friend Robin comes to the rescue

Day four of Summer Things brings us summer jobs and camping!

Creators: Don’t forget to update your posting date once your fic is revealed so that it goes to the top of the feed. And please remember that the fest is anonymous until reveals on July 27.

****

Sun comes up, I climb the ladder (Gen, 9,217 words, G)

After Vecna is stopped, and Hawkins more or less survives, the Party get summer jobs.

****

When the Night Was Full Of Terrors (Steve/Eddie, 8,048 words, T)

There was a bank sloping sharply downwards, steep and dotted with moss-covered rocks and maybe thirty feet high.

The skid marks in the dirt led straight to it.

Eddie knelt down at the edge, peered over it.

“Steve?”

He shone his torch down.

“Steve!” he screamed.

The crumpled figure of his boyfriend was lying at the bottom.

*****

A camping trip goes seriously wrong for Eddie and Steve.

Day three of Summer Things brings us a summer fling, kayaking, new friendship, and a podfic!

Creators: Don’t forget to update your posting date once your fic is revealed so that it goes to the top of the feed. And please remember that the fest is anonymous until reveals on July 27.

****

take me by the hand, make it last forever (Steve/Eddie, 2,661 words, E)

After six years of crawling through his undergrad degree, Eddie’s pretty sure he’s lost nearly all of his mojo. But something in him makes him lean one hand on Steve’s burning hot car, keeps him from wincing in pain as he cocks a hip, tosses his hair back, and tries to resemble someone that a guy as hot as Steve might want to have some fun with.

“I didn’t know this was that kind of beach,” he says. He pointedly takes a step forward. Steve, bless him, holds his ground.

“Are you that kind of boy?”

****

Spirits Follow Me Where I Go (Steve/Eddie, 2,156 words, T)

Cold water hit Steve, knocking any remaining air from his lungs.

He gasped, water rushing into his mouth, and suddenly he was back in that lake.

The sunlight was gone, the water stung his eyes and filled his throat, and he was being pulled down, struggling against an invisible force, trying to kick to the surface but making no progress. And Eddie – god, Eddie – he was still on that rowboat, and Steve should’ve told him he loved him, instead he’d just tossed that yellow sweater at him and hoped maybe he’d get the memo, because now that thing had him and he’d never resurface, he was going to end up on the wrong side of the gate and –

A hand closed around his arm.

*****

Steve takes Eddie kayaking, and experiences a panic attack while on the water.

****

Waves By the Shore (Gen - Eleven & Max, 732 words, G)

Jane is nervous to spend the summer with her father in California, but after meeting a friendly girl named Max her summer becomes a little less lonely. (No Upside-Down/Powers AU)

****

[Podfic] Permanent 99 (Steve/Eddie, 24 minutes, E)

“It’s hot as shit,” Eddie finally announces, moving his arm just enough to catch a glimpse of Steve next to him.

Steve smiles, seemingly unconcerned by the unrelenting heat.

He's tanned, and glistening in the sun, looking every bit of a Greek god. That bastard.

Eddie's actually seen Steve in Athens, at the fucking Olympiad itself, and he damn well didn't look anything like he does right now. Steve was only nineteen then, still just a kid chasing a dream. And, now he's a man. A gorgeous man.

Eddie is pretty sure he looks like an overheated, wet cat in comparison.

Or: There's a heat wave, baby

(Podfic of Permanent 99 by thisapplepielife)

Day two of Summer Things brings us a hike, a storm, and rockstar Eddie!

Creators: Don’t forget to update your posting date once your fic is revealed so that it goes to the top of the feed. And please remember that the fest is anonymous until reveals on July 27.

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The Hike (Steve/Eddie, 3,789 words, T)

Steve just wanted to show Eddie a special place. Things do not go as planned.

Inspired by that episode in Schitt's Creek. (Just don't look too closely at Indiana's topography.)

****

Come Back for the Lightning Chase (Steve/Eddie, 1,311 words, Rated T)

For a long time, they didn’t say anything. The thunder continued, arriving over the town with a vengeance. Every now and then the sky would crackle, lightning cutting through the black clouds above them.

Steve looked up at it, his face blank and unreadable, almost as though he were…somewhere else, somewhere other than safe on Uncle Wayne’s front porch.

Eddie knew where he’d gone.

He squeezed his boyfriend a little tighter to his side, pressed a gentle kiss to the side of his head.

“I’ve gotcha, sweetheart,” he whispered. “You’re safe.”

*****

Several years after the death of Vecna, Steve and Eddie return to Hawkins during a summer storm.

****

I wanna be your dog (Sapphic Steve/Eddie, 7,367 words, E)

They’re groupies. Stevie feels dumb; of course girls can have groupies. Still, she’s never really thought about the logistics of such a thing before. “But where do you sleep?” she asks before she can help herself.

Holly smirks. “In a motel if I’m flush. In my car if I’m not. And if I’m lucky…” Holly leaned in and pinches Stevie’s flushed cheek. “In her bed.”

Robin bursts into a coughing fit. Stevie can tell that Holly’s waiting for her to do the same, that she wants to shock her. But once it sinks in, all it really means is that Eddie is interested. Eddie sleeps with girls who come to her shows. And that means Stevie has a shot.

Welcome to Day 1 of posting Summer Things Fest works! We’ll be posting several fanworks every day for the next five days.

To our lovely creators: Don’t forget to update your posting date once your fic is revealed so that it goes to the top of the feed. And please remember that the fest is anonymous until reveals on July 27.

Happy reading, and stay cool! 😎

**** Running Right Past (Steve/Eddie, 1,365 words, Not Rated)

Corroded Coffin finally had enough of their leader of the lost sheep and forced him into rehab. While in rehab, Eddie is back in Hawkins with his Uncle Wayne. That's when he falls into the habit of sitting on the stoop every morning smoking just so he can watch Steve Harrington run past him in ungodly short running shorts.

**** Lesser Cryptids of Northern Indiana (Gen, 3,005 words, T)

While Eddie is distracted by fables, a tree branch strikes him in the face, sharp as a knife’s edge. Drawn blood and the potential for a scar.

“Goddammit,” he exclaims loud enough to produce a disgruntled rustle from whatever creatures populate the canopy overhead. “I hate the fucking woods.”

****

Boy Don’t You Worry, You’ll Find Yourself (Steve/Eddie, 3,879 words, T)

Eddie nodded enthusiastically, dragging his knees up to his chest on his spot on the floor. “Come, Steve. Please? It’ll be fun.”

Steve glanced between the two of them, battling internal turmoil. “It’s ok, I don’t wanna…mess anything up.”

Wayne chuckled lightly. “It’s not a test or nothing, Steve. Come along, catch some fish, keep Eddie entertained. You’d be more than welcome.”

“Well…” Steve looked back to Eddie, where his boyfriend was digging his nails slightly into his leg now, watching him with imploring eyes. He wanted to say yes, he really did, but did they actually want him to come, or was Wayne just being polite?

“Stevie,” Eddie whispered, “say yes. It would make my day, seriously.”

Steve never could say no to him. He smiled, small and shy, and nodded. “Ok. If you’re sure. I’d…I’d like that.”

*****

Steve joins Wayne and Eddie on their fishing trip. He and Wayne have a much-needed talk.

by floralsunrise

Steve let himself get lost in the fantasy of his surroundings. He paid attention the delicate embrace of the summer air on his cheeks, the boom of the horns of impatient commuters and the flurry of pedestrians passing.

****** Steve and Eddie take New York

Words: 951, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English