"I have no idea what the hell you're talking about."

Steve looked over at his boyfriend's confused face, choking down a laugh. "What part don't you understand?" The two were at a small table next to the front door and Eddie to say the least- wasn't enjoying his studying.

"Uhm, all of it?"

"Okay" Steve took a breath and stared at the paper's for a second. "You said you got some of it when Ms. O'Donnell helped out right? How'd she explain it?" Eddie's hand rubbed the back of his neck and his leg was bouncing- Steve's never actually see him this nervous. "I don't know, she just- talked to me and explained everything slowly that I didn't understand."

Which is awesome, except for the fact that that is exactly what's Steve is doing, but he's getting nothing. "Baby you know I'd never think you're stupid or anything right? Because I don't think that. Eds, I failed chemistry, so believe it or not- I don't totally grasp every concept that's throw at me. It just takes time. So-" Steve got up and horizontally in Eddie's lap, his butt sitting on one leg while his legs laid on the other and hung on the other side. He grabbed the paper off the table and made it to where they could both see it and laid his head on the man's shoulder.

"I'm gonna start explaining and you're gonna stop me the second you don't understand or know what I'm talking about, okay?" The man shook his head slowly and wrapped an arm around Steve's waist, relaxing into his touch.

"Alright so.."

"How do you know all of that?"

The two boys were now putting Eddie's notes and homework away, both of them now exhausted from a long day. "I don't know, I guess it just came easy to me. I struggled more with english than anything, but I had Nancy to help me partly through that."

"Hm."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Steve turned towards his boyfriend to see him walking into his bedroom with their stuff. What is up with this man's mood swings. He followed him in and watched with a pointed look as Eddie put his backpack down and started undressing.

"You don't still have feelings for her, do you?"

He wasn't looking at Steve, which was probably good noting the amount of shock on his face. "What? What are you talking about?" Eddie sighed and handed his shirt to Steve, "I don't know, you just talk about her- freely- I guess. Like you two broke up, but there's nothing really keeping you apart."

Steve took the shirt with furrowed eyebrows and stared at his boyfriend. He felt like someone stabbed him in the heart by how stressed out Eddie looked- how exhausted he was. "Look, it's fine if you do. I just wanted to know Harrin-"

"No."

Eddie's eyebrows turned down. "What do you mean no?"

Steve's eyes met Eddie's, "I mean no. You don't just get to ask me something like that and then act like it doesn't matter, like it wouldn't hurt you. I know you better than that- I know the thought alone of me having feelings for anyone else hurts you because it does the same thing to me when I think of you. So no, you can't say it's fine. Because it wouldn't be fine if I had feelings for her, but was with you. And there are things keeping us apart, Eddie. Like the fact that I ruined our relationship, the fact that she chose Johnathon over me, the fact that we're just not fucking meant for eachother-"

Shit. Shit shit shit. Steve's never actually been able to talk to anyone about what happened. Up to this point he just pushed it back and pretended as if he didn't feel betrayed every time he sees her. Even if her and Johnathon didn't sleep together- she still left Steve for him.

"I need to go outside."

He turned out the door and sped through the trailer, sitting on the steps outside. A tear left his eye and he just sat there, staring down the road. The door behind him creaked open and a body sat on the step above him, caging him in with both legs at his sides. Steve leaned against one of the legs and just sat there, staring. "Harrington-"

"I'm sorry for blowing up on you. I shouldn't have just poured it all out- I'm sorry. No, I don't have feelings for her. At least not the ones I used to. I used to want to have a family with her, a big one, and drive around and do all the shit my parents never did with me. But she left me, she betrayed me, and somehow I still don't hate her. I don't think she's an awful person- she's a great friend. She puts me in my place when I need it and I'm happy for her and Johnathon. I was an idiot when we were together and I just did all the wrong stuff, no matter how hard I tried. He's right for her, no matter how much I used to hate the idea. Honestly, they belong together. So yes, I'm fine with being around her. But I couldn't date her, not anymore. I tried to make it up to her but I was too late. And I don't even want to think about it, being with someone that isn't you."

"Being happy with her doesn't even amount to my relationship with you. She didn't make me laugh or make fun of me like you do. She's slightly uptight and I'm- me. She finds it kind of hard to have fun- which is good for her because she's goal driven and I know she's going to do great things. But I'm none of those things, my life was basically flushed down the gutter the second I was born. I was never pushed to be anything except the king of Hawkins High. I never learned or was taught to be anything other than that. My best friend is a 14 year old nerd who's smarter than me and an even nerdier drug dealer who's in love with me. I didn't go to college, and I don't think I could ever leave those kids. But I honestly wouldn't trade the life I have right now for anything."

Nothing was said for the next ten minutes, the tears started perpetually falling down his face and he just continued to stare down the road.

"You think you'd marry me if I ever asked you?"

Steve froze and turned slowly to look at the man behind him. His eyes were soft, filled to the brim with love as if he had just told him he loved him for the first time.

"I know without a doubt that'd I'd marry you the second you asked me."

"Well then you better find a different way to describe me other than a nerdy drug dealer, Steve."

Steve's heart skipped a beat and a small smile grew on his face. "Eddie Munson are you asking me to marry you?" He scoffed and looked around them, "on the steps of my trailer, in a trailer park? Hell no." Steve's face dropped and he punched his boyfriend in the arm, "don't get my hopes up like that you asshole. I told you I'd say yes."

The man rubbed his arm and scolded Steve. "I think you need to work on your anger issues before we start living together. I don't think I could deal with an abuser." He rolled his eyes, "we already live together dumbass."

"Do you want to sleep outside tonight?"

"What? No."

Eddie flicked his nose, "then stop calling me names." A grin immediately took over Steve's face, "but I thought you liked being called-" Eddie was already up and inside the trailer, leaving him outside by himself. He immediately jumped and walked inside, making sure to leave it unlocked for his uncle.

He undressed and pulled Eddie's shirt on, basking in the scent. "Hey weirdo, get in bed I'm fucking exhausted." Steve rolled his eyes and plopped down in the bed next to Eddie, wrapping his arm and leg around the man. He placed slow kisses on the man's neck and rubbed his nose softly against his jaw line. "I love you." Another kiss to his throat and down the middle of his chest. "I love you too princess."

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