Purple Haze all in my Brain

[farrahfawcetts]

WHO: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, and the 420 crowd
WHERE: The Hideout that's not a club and is instead an underground refuge
WHAT: Steve and Eddie cuddling and then blazing up
WHEN: During event
WARNINGS: DRUGS! Pot be smoking up here!

CLOSED TO EDDIE:

Getting a base set up wasn't too hard. The area around here is big and there's rooms jutting out all over the place. One of the more private areas is where Steve picks for the two of them since they need to be so 'careful' about the 'PDA'. Steve's still a little sore about that as he puts the finishing touches on the blanket door for the room and then finally, with that done, starts taking his shirt off to relax in "bed". It's been a crazy few days, all considered. They escaped a volcano, had a fight with Hargrove, made up with Hargrove, and then got here where they'll be camping out until...whenever.

But at least he has Eddie.

Smiling, he walks over to his boyfriend and hooks his chin over his shoulder. "Dunno about you, but I am beat. I think I'm gonna go lay down." He presses a kiss to his jaw hinge. "Feel free to stay up, babe. Buuut if I can entice you to come lay down with the promise of illegal PDA behavior...."

OPEN:

The word is getting around slowly. It's been a week or so and with the immediate survival taken care of, things are getting boring. Steve dribbles his ball around and tries to help out wherever he can. But even with all that, time crawls. He's not an explorer so that isn't appealing and as much as the new plant information is fun to mess around with, he itches for a different sort of plant to take away some of the monotony. So...he spread the word: hotboxing his and Eddie's little room as best they could and anyone game for that sort of fun was also included.

Steve already has a blunt burning by the time people are meant to show up. He leans up against one of the walls and inhales deep and lets it out slow. Even with his practice, he still coughs a little but whatever. He is past caring at this point.

As the blanket swings, he turns to smile at whoever is walking in and give a drowsy "Heeeeeey!" The blunt is extended out, always a giver for things like this. "Make sure the curtain thing is closed behind you. There's some rocks holding it down at the bottom. No high kids in this place. No siree."

Comments

[work_wife]

"Yeah, none," Robin laughs as she slips in to the room. Don't mind her as she fusses with the rocks to anchor the door.

"Pretty sure you're not a kid anymore, Steve. You helped kill an inter-dimensional asshole."

[farrahfawcetts]

"I meant the other kids, Robs. You know. The like..." He squats his hand down toward where his head was to indicate, potentially, a child. "Those guys."

He takes another drag since Robin's still fixing the door and then holds it out again.

"I feel like we need to be in a bathroom to do this. You know?"

[work_wife]

Robin sits on the floor and takes the blunt to take a long drag. Then she passes it back.

"We just need a floor. You and me, on a floor, talking. Sounds about right."

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve takes the blunt back with a chuckle and shakes his head. "It's fucking weird that one ice cream job at minimum wage led to..." He waves his arms around to encompass everything. "Russians. Monsters. Aliens. Whatcha think comes next?"

[work_wife]

It led to more than that. More that she can't even put into words. Not high enough.

"Happily ever after for you and Eddie? Met some people who seem to have been here a long time."

But they lose their friends too. There is no winning.

"Stranger that it's leading to me finding out I can tolerate some pretty shocking things.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve snorts and bumps his shoulder against Robin's a little harder than he means. "Gladio said you gotta take like. One day at a time. You know? Take it as it comes. I gotta do that."

He takes another smaller inhale and hands it back.

"You can handle a lot. You can handle Hargrove. Really fucking well, too. That's...miracle."

[work_wife]

Well she doesn't know who Gladio is but she nods. Sounds pretty fair. It's how she had dealt with the Mindflayer stuff.

"I guess I sorta get him? I know what it's like to hate Steve Harrington for the things I think he has that I wish I had," she points out.

[farrahfawcetts]

He wiggles the joint toward Robin.

"What do I have that he wants? It's not like I'm rich here. His ass is objectively better. His hair is like...I guess third. He's getting to be friends with you and Eddie. And there's no girlfriend around for him to be jealous of."

Steve groans and scrubs his free hand over his face. "I don't get it. At home? Fine, I guess. But here? No clue."

[work_wife]

"If everything before getting brought here was a clean slate, we wouldn't be friends and you wouldn't be justifiably upset over how he hurt you," Robin counters.

But she does take the joint and a long draw. Holds it and considers how to explain it.

"You have friends here, Steve. Support. Affection. People who trust you. And here's Billy Hargrove, who comes in knowing he's dead and hated, and now it's like access to the things he maybe never had back home are dependent on a guy who hates him."

So yeah, she can get the moodiness. And that's without getting into the past stuff a lot.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve shrugs a shoulder, accepting this.

"He tried to hurt Lucas," Steve grumbles, eyes closing as he leans his head back against the wall. "Beat me until I passed out. But I don't... I don't hate him. I saw some of his past in his head and... I mean, even before I didn't hate him..."

The feelings he has toward Billy are too complex for Steve to get the words for. He stares up at the ceiling, reaching for them through the quagmire of repression and fog of pot.

"I'm...scared, maybe. Of him. I feel bad for him and I get why he might have done some of the stuff he did... But I also get why Dustin's pet demodog ate his cat and it is still fucked."

[work_wife]

There’s that. Robin hums and passes the joint over, moving so that she could stretch out on the floor. So much better to be high when she’s sure of the ground under her.

“Yeah, it is. But, like, jealousy is a whole thing too. It’s perspective. I didn’t like you because the girl I liked only looked at you. And Billy? You had money, you had friends, you had support. What did he have?”

Looking back it was pretty obvious, wasn’t it? Loud boy got attention but what else? Shit, had Billy even had friends? That was something Robin got so hard. She’d never really connected with someone enough to be fully open with them. Even her confession to Steve had been a product of trauma, stress, and truth serum. Had it not been for open nights after that, maybe they wouldn’t be friends.

“You ever go look at dogs at the pound?”

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve hums again. Robin laying down looks like a great idea so he spreads out next to her, blunt laying between them as Steve watches the ceiling. "Tommy H. So...nothing, I guess." The joke is probably only funny to him but Steve snorts anyways, amused. When he hears the question about the pound, he pauses, concerned he'd laughed through whatever part of the conversation that made it make sense.

"Uh...no? Why? Is that your...thing?"

[work_wife]

Yeah, no, Robin was certain Tommy H’s only friend was Tommy H. So that meant Billy had no one. Plenty of people had noticed Will when he was out of it. Had anyone noticed Billy? Well… Robin had heard he was friendly with Heather Halloway maybe, but…

“My thing?” She asks, frowning. Sorry, she’s not high enough to follow the question there.

illegal PDA

[the_freak]

Eddie snickers softly and smiles, turning his head to steal another kiss.

"Think it's legal so long as we're alone," he corrects with a smirk, "Unless that's the appeal?" He nods though, tired and very much wanting to be properly close to Steve after everything they've been through today. "I'm enticed."

CALL THE COPS

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve kisses him again, slower. He pets a hand through Eddie's hair and finally pulls back, leading them both to the makeshift bed.

"I'm a rebel, you caught me." Steve stretches out, joints popping now that they're able to get some movement back in them. "Tomorrow I'm gonna really push the limits and kiss your cheek. The pilgrim police might haul me off."

Pilgrim Police Cops

[the_freak]

"The Pilgrim Police, huh? Who knew you were such an outlaw. Very hot," he laughs, laying out beside him and pausing long enough to toe off his shoes and shrug off his shirt and toss it away. Good enough.

Then he snuggles up to Steve and sighs, glad to finally have the contact he's been longing for. "How's your face?"

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve hums, arms going around Eddie as he uses his chest for a pillow instead of the ones Eddie brought. The heartbeat is soothing the frayed parts of him still anxious from the situation with the volcano. The part of him that worried Billy wouldn't find Eddie or something else would happen to put them in danger.

"Throbs a little," he admits, reaching for Eddie's hand to peer at the knuckles. "What about you, Sir Edward? My knight in shining armor over here..."

[the_freak]

Petting his fingers through Steve's hair, Eddie tries to keep his breathing nice and steady for him, though he snorts a little at the knight title.

"Heh, sore but I'll live," he promises, "I still can't believe I actually did that." Guess he must have fallen pretty hard, huh?

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve giggles a little, pressing a kiss to the side of Eddie's chest. "It was incredibly hot, if that helps? Never had someone do that for me."

He snuggles in closer, closing his eyes and relaxing into the petting. After everything they went through, this was practically heaven.

"Hell of a hit, too. Might need to teach me some things."

[the_freak]

Eddie chuckles, smirking and lifting a brow? "Yeah? Do I need to start picking fights more often?"

He smiles softly, toying with that hair with a fond look as Steve closes his eyes.

"Pretty sure I couldn't do it again if I tried. Surprised me as much as anyone else."

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve turns his head to look up at Eddie, digging his chin into his sternum like a punishment. "Don't you dare. You got a Nat 20 this time but there's always the chance for a 1."

He's getting it! Steve smiles and relaxes back to where he was before, eyes shutting once more.

"You're badass, babe," Steve says with a soft yawn. "You can kick ass when you need to. Just let's make sure you don't need to."

[the_freak]

He giggles and squirms, "Owwww, I won't, I won't. Look at me. Do I pick fights- don't answer that. Do I pick fist fights?" No way.

"Total badass," he agrees with a quiet hum, and he nod softly. He lets the silence stretch on a bit, still petting through Steve's hair, chest rising and falling slowly...

"...so uh,...you love me?" he whispers in a teasing voice. Yeah Steve, he definitely didn't miss that slip earlier.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve yawns again, comfortable and happy. He hums along with what Eddie is saying and in the silence can almost feel himself drifting off. He's on maybe the edge of sleep when he hears Eddie's voice again. For a second he doesn't even understand what Eddie's talking about. But then it does.

Then he's awake.

"Wha..." He sits up, face bright red and eyes gaining on Eddie's when it comes to size. Shit, he had said that, hadn't he? 'The guy he loved'. Holy shit, hadn't he once been good at dating? What the fuck happened?

"I...uh... I mean." He isn't about to take it back. That was shitty. And Eddie didn't seem upset, so... "I...yeah? I mean. I know it's still sort of soon and I don't expect you...you know. I didn't even mean to..." He pauses, clears his throat, tries to be less of a disaster.

"I don't need you to say it back or anything. Really, I really don't want anyone to say it to me when it's not real, again. But. Uh. Yeah...?"

[the_freak]

It's so cute. Definitely worth it. Eddie smirks in amusement, his own cheeks a bit flush.

"No, I uh...I think I do too?" he says with a shy shrug, "I've never- but um-" They're an eloquent pair, clearly.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve's eyebrows hit his hairline and he's speechless for a moment.

"You..." He swallows and tamps down the excitement for the moment. "You don't have to say that, babe. Okay? I need...I need you to know you don't have to say it. You can take time if you want. I'm not going anywhere without you."