.・゜゜・｡･:*˚:✧｡ billy hargrove, eddie munson and steve harrington
In which a boy who's on the run from the government wants to live a normal life.
But meets three boys who completely change his perspective.
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[Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Eddie M...
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THE EVENING WAS SOON APPROACHING FOR THE COUPLE OF TEENS SAT ACROSS FROM EACHOTHER. Steve Harrington had been laughing nonstop since they sat down, his partner in crime, CJ Rhodes, having taken the boy out for an apparent date. They were situated outside the nicest coffee shop in Hawkins, a quaint little place that needed the business, even if it was two sexually curious teenage boys.
The air was filled with the harmonic laughter of the brunette, as the young blonde boy ahead of him, told yet another story about himself and his chaotic trio of friends back home. He had told him all the stories -- excluding the most recent of course -- and Steve had laughed along to every one of them, realising, that this boy was never the short-circuit bomb of a bully that people made him out to be, but in fact just a boy with a really twisted sense of humour, that had trouble meeting the right people.
The former King found himself thinking, if he had known that all the teasing, the shoves in the hall, the messing with Nancy, wasn't anything but CJ's fucked up attempt at trying to make a friend, things would have been smooth sailing with them from the start.
"So 'Slate' is the one on your helmet?" He asked through his hand, attempting to stifle his chuckles as passers-by gave the pair funny looks. He eventually turned back to his drink, an iced coffee, a specialty of the coffee shop they had settled upon. An out of the way treasure that seemed perfect for their little date.
"Oh! Yeah!" The blonde excitedly picked up his helmet, running his fingers over the paint. "Slater is Slate."
"And 'Surtr'?"
"He calls me that because I 'cause bouts of fiery destruction wherever I go'." The comical voice he had put on when mimicking his friend caused another round of laughs between them, though it died down as he spotted the newer paint on his helmet. His eyes scanned over the bright orange paint which read 'Steve Harrington's bitchboy'.
Steve couldn't help but grin at the unamused look he received as the helmet was turned to him, and the orange lettering pointed out. "Yeah I touched it up after the accident, and found some space."
"We weren't even friends at this point." Rhodes' voice was filled with disbelief, looking at the boy ahead of him and the cheeky smile he received. He couldn't help but chuckle, taking a sip of his hot chocolate, licking the extra whipped cream from his top lip. CJ watched the boy ahead of him for a moment, loving the way Steve's smile lit up his entire being. The boy truly was rightful royalty, it's easy to see why he's so popular. His hair beautifully matched the moles that dotted his face and body, and for a moment, CJ was back to a few nights ago, hovering over the naked Harrington, kissing every single mark with soft lips and a gentle touch. A feeling blossomed in his chest, a feeling that almost caused him to sputter and panic as he sipped his drink. He looked at Steve once more, seeing him calm himself with the soothing of his cold drink, and Rhodes found that all panic had subsided, leaving him to actually enjoy the feeling rather than fear it.
