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"Oh, Martin," Jon breathes, watching as Martin's face flushes back with color all at once, its warmth flooding back between Jon's hands, his eyes regaining their shine finally, finally. The ocean tides lower and pull back from their ankles, and the breeze passes by, gently tousling Martin's white streaked hair. Jon slides his hands back and wraps around Martin's wide shoulders, pulling him down tightly against him. Martin's arms wind around him immediately, fingers curling into the back of Jon's sweater, and Jon can feel his heart beat against his chest.
Martin gasps, wet and quickly leading to repressed cries, and tucks his face down against Jon's shoulder, tears pooling and dampening his sweater, and Jon feels his own eyes start to sting in relief, "I- I was on my own. I was all on my own."
"Not anymore."
Jon pulls just the farthest amount away to look at Martin's, categorizes his expression, burns this moment into his memory.
"Come on. Let's go home."
"How?" Martin sounds so lost, but Jon has finally found him.
"Don't worry," He says softly, bumping their foreheads together, "I know the way."
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10 Oct 2025
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Steve was not having a good time.
Not only because of his recent encounter with Russian torture was undoubtedly going to become a reoccurring nightmare.
No, Steve was not having a good time because he stupidly tripped on the rug while grabbing another beer and landed face first on the hardwood flooring.
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Steve Harrington calls for help after Starcourt expecting Hopper to answer, and is instead thrust back into reality when Wayne Munson answers.
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25 Jul 2025
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“Oh,” Steve says. Then again, “oh,” a little quieter. His expression changes; from confusion to something pained almost. “Mr Munson, I don’t…” he takes a deep breath, his voice a little shaky as he continues. “I don’t think he…I don’t think he likes me like that.”
He doesn’t say “it’s not like that.” Neither does he say “I’m not like that.”
That’s the first thing Wayne notices.
or: Wayne decides to give Steve the shovel talk, only to realize he might not be the one needing one
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19 Dec 2024
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Because he is only human after all, a gay human, actually, with a huge, embarrassing gay crush on Steve Harrington (just a crush though, no real feelings, no because that…hahaha, that would be a real fucking problem and Eddie has enough of those, seriously) and now…
Now that exact Steve Harrington is standing there, in the middle of the living room, in front of the sofa all the gremlins are scrambled on together and- and he’s holding a baby.
Eddie feels like the breath got knocked right out of his lungs.
Or: Steve with babies is the cutest thing in the world and you cannot convince the author (or Eddie) otherwise.
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