Ahoy, Dingus - Steve Harrington x Reader

Season 4 ~ '86 baby

"We can't face Eddie alone, (Y/n)!" Dustin whined as we check out our lunch.

"You guys will be fine." I say in a reassuring tone, a supportive smile growing on my face. "Just ask him to move the campaign."

"Yeah!" Robin nodded as she grabbed a roll of bread and placed it on her tray.

"Let's hope." Mike grumbled as we make our way into the cafeteria.

Looking across the room, the four of us spot the long haired boy, his face covered with a magazine and a smirk spread on his face as he read aloud the words on the page.

"Shit," Dustin sighed "he seems really revved up today."

"He's always revved up." Mike bluntly states. "We'll just act casual"

"Casual." Dustin nods.

"Casual."

"(Y/n)," Dustin turns to me with wide eyes. "please sit with us. We can't do this alone."

Sighing, I turn to Robin, shrugging with a nod. "I'm okay with it, you?"

"Alright." I sigh, shaking my head lightly before leading the three over to the table and plopping in the seat between Robin and Mike.

"Society has to blame something." Eddie's friend shrugs, shaking his head. "We're an easy target."

"Exactly." Eddie nods, crossing his arms. "We're the freaks because we like to play a fantasy game."

"Shit," Robin says, leaning over to me. "this isn't going to go well for them, is it?"

"No way," I say, taking a sip of the drink in front of me. "but at least we have something entertaining to watch."

Gesturing to Eddie, He bangs his hands on the table, climbing on top of it while continuing his rant. "But as long as you're into band or science... or parties or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets..."

"Loser!" A sophomore yells from across the room.

"You want something, freak?" Jason says, climbing out of his seat and making his way towards Eddie.

Placing his hands on his forehead, His pointer fingers being the only fingers up, he sputters, sticking his tongue out mockingly as a chuckle came out of his mouth.

"That's one way to go about that." Robin mutters as I nod slowly watching Eddie make his way back to his seat.

"It's forced conforming." He mutters, his pace picking up as he jumps off the table, scaring the girls in front of him. "That's what's killing the kids!"

The group chuckled loudly as Eddie sticks his arm out allowing the cheerleaders to walk buy.

"That's the real monster." Eddie says before plopping down in his seat and pulling out a bag of pretzels, beginning to munch on them.

"So, uh," Dustin says nervously turning to Eddie. "speaking of monsters, uh, Lucas has to do his, uh, balls-in-laundry-baskets game. So... he's not going to be able to make it to Hellfire tonight. And I know there's no way we can bear your sadistic campaign without him. So, me and Mike, we were talking, shooting the shit, and we were thinking that maybe we might..."

"Postpone." Mike concluded.

"Postpone?" One of Eddie's friends shouts. "Cant just drop this on us!"

"Over my dead body." Another sneered.

"Shut up!" Eddie snaps, waving his hand around. "You saying Sinclair's been taken in by the dark side?"

"Uh," Mike says. "Something like that."