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For Eddie Munson, Saturdays are usually spent sleeping in and then playing the guitar into the afternoon. He goes to some parties at night to sell some of his supply and then he goes home to sleep or work on a new DND campaign. That's how almost all of Eddie's Saturdays go. Not this one though.
For this Saturday night, Eddie is currently sitting in a diner booth. His hair slightly pulled up into a ponytail and he is wearing his prettiest rings and necklaces. He's got his usual jacket and cut off vest combo along with a simple black band tee-shirt. Cigarette smoke clings to his clothes and it somewhat disturbs his usual omega scent of vanilla and rain water.
He's fifteen minutes early and he's sweating like a sinner in church. God, why did he do this? Seriously, alpha king Steve and Eddie "the freak" Munson, going on a date together? It's insane, it sounds like a horrible romcom movie plot that Eddie would rag on.
Yet, here he sits, fifteen minutes early and trying to remain cool and not like he's about to have a panic attack. The diner isn't empty but it's not overrun with people. Eddie's holding an old simple menu and at least, if Steve stands him, he can get a damn good milkshake to get over his heartbreak.
Eddie twists his rings while he waits. His eyes jump from booths, to the waiters and waitresses, to even the old jukebox in the corner that probably doesn't work. Then, it happens. The door opens and the bell chimes. In walks Eddie's date for the night, Steve Harrington, the golden alpha of Hawkins.
God, Satan, whoever is there, Eddie wants to personally thank them for this moment, because fucking hell, Steve looks nice. He's wearing the sweetest yellow sweater and some denim jeans that are tight on him. His hair is fixed up perfectly and he's even carrying some flowers, and his smell, god, his scent. Steve smells like leather and pine trees and all Eddie wants to do is taste it and cover himself in the scent.
When Steve was still in high school, Eddie had despised him. He was everything Eddie wasn't and he knew the people Steve hung out with, his scent used to make Eddie cautious and sick. Now, after seeing him with his pack and hearing so much about him from Dustin, he can't help but see him in a different light. How could he have hated Steve's scent at one point?
While Eddie had been staring at Steve like he was a piece of meat, Steve had been walking towards the booth and before Eddie knew it. Steve was sitting directly in front of him. A sweet smile gracing his face and in his outstretched hand, was a bouquet of flowers.
"Heya Munson, got these for you, hope that's okay." Steve awkwardly rubbed his neck and Eddie quickly snatched the bouquet from him before Steve could take it back. "It's a good start Harrington, very uh, classy and sweet. Thank you." The two awkwardly sat in the booth for a second, simply staring at each other and taking it all in.
"You look, really nice man, I uh, I like the hair and uh, shirt. Shirt's really...great." Steve was fumbling and Eddie couldn't help but giggle and smirk at the nervous alpha. "You look good too, smell nice as well." Eddie leaned more towards the alpha and gave a deep inhale. When he pulled back, Eddie cackled at how big Steve's pupils had gotten.
And that's how the night started, Eddie laughing as Steve fumbled and floundered. The two cracked jokes back and forth while they waited for their food and drinks. Eddie had gotten a grilled cheese and fries with a chocolate milkshake while Steve had gotten a burger with onion rings and a coke.
When the food finally came out, Eddie dug in. He ripped his grilled cheese in half and almost moaned at how good it tasted. Steve's eyes went wide and he held back a giggle at how dramatic Eddie could be. The two talked about Dustin and music as they ate. Every few minutes Eddie would try and steal a onion ring from Steve and the alpha would retaliate by going for Eddie's fries.
It was all going great, until Jason fucking Carver walked in with his basketball buddies. The alpha's stench stunk up the entire diner and they were loud as they hollered about some cheerleaders party or something. Eddie honestly didn't give a shit, but fuck, did he start worrying about what would happen if Carver noticed them.
Steve had seemed to realize Eddie's mood had dropped and he looked back behind his seat to see that the basketball team had started pushing together tables and grabbing chairs for all of them. Steve frowned and looked back at Eddie.
"You okay? We can leave if you want. I'll pay and we can go hang out at the movies or some other place?" Steve was gentle as he spoke and he didn't make it seem like a big deal. It was a big deal though, because of course Eddie had to freak out and get all moody because of some jock asshole alpha that treated him like shit. Now, he's just ruining his and Steve's date.
"I'm good, let's just ignore them. Go back to talking about how you fell down the stairs as a kid." Eddie smirked as Steve groaned and put his head in his hands. Eddie liked teasing Steve. It was nice that Steve didn't care about always seeming great or perfect. That he let Eddie poke fun at him.
Eddie tried to be quieter after Carver had come in, he really did, he didn't want to draw attention to him or Steve, especially since everything was going so well, but Steve had said something stupid about Star Wars and Eddie had to cackle. All he could imagine was Henderson freaking out at Steve's words and Eddie couldn't stop himself.
Steve started laughing after he cackled and the two tried to surpress their joy, but the jocks had already caught on, and before Eddie could get another word out, Jason Carver was in front of their table and he was looking at both of them with shock and amusement?
"Holy shit, what do we got here? No fucking way is Eddie Munson hanging out with Steve Harrington." Jason's voice was mocking and he seemed to get everyone's attention in the diner. Steve had turned to Jason and Eddie looked away. Of course this had to happen to them. If only Eddie had kept his mouth shut.
"It's a date actually. And you're interrupting it." Steve doesn't show a hint of anger, just coldness. His face is blank and Eddie looks back up at Steve, face red and eyes big, Jason's smile gets wider and he starts laughing.
"Good job Harrington, can't believe you managed to tame Eddie Munson, hopefully you can finally teach him some manners." Jason's grinning and Eddie could feel his stomach drop. His scent turns sour and Steve narrows his eyes and simply stares at Jason. Holy shit, Steve's going to kill him.
"Just leave us alone man, just go." Eddie stares at the table and he knows instantly that he made it worse. Jason turns to glare at him and he smiles mockingly at him. God, Eddie feels fucking sick. This is gonna end badly.
"I'm not talking to you, omega, I'm speaking with your owner." Jason's voice is gleeful and mean. Eddie looks at Steve and he could see it happen. Steve's scent turns bad and he's already getting up from the booth. Eddie blinks once and suddenly, Steve is on top of Jason.
"Don't fucking speak to him like that!" Steve's snarling and he pulls back his fist and smashes it into Carver's face. Chairs are scraping back and Eddie is scrambling out of his seat to try and grab Steve.
Eddie doesn't know how long everything goes on, all he knows is that Steve has gone fucking feral. He's swinging and kicking and he's even biting. Blood is leaking out of his mouth and nose. His scent burns the air and Eddie is desperately trying to stop him.
The other basketball players are either trying to pull Steve off Jason or beat the shit out of him. It takes some of the cooks coming out from the kitchen and breaking up the fight for it to stop. Blood is dripping onto the floor and everyone is roughed up. Steve slaps a fifty dollar bill onto the table and Eddie is being hauled out of the diner.
Steve is still snarling and he's pacing outside the diner. His body is shaking in rage and Eddie stands to the side awkwardly. The bouquet of flowers that Steve had gotten him are still sitting back in the diner along with Jason's bloody face.
"Steve, you gotta take some deep breaths dude, I got a first aid kit in my van, come on, I'll fix you up big boy." Eddie's voice is quiet and he makes sure to move towards the alpha slowly. He gently puts his hand on Steve's cheek and he lets out soft purrs to try and calm him down. He tugs the alpha towards his van and Steve follows him like a moth to a flame.
Steve's calmed down a bit by the time Eddie's got him into the van. He's grabbed some wipes and he makes sure to not put too much pressure on his wounds. Steve's face is bloody and bruised but Eddie still wants to kiss him. So he does. He leans into him and he pulls him in close.
"Thanks, for defending me. Sorry that our date was ruined. I uh, enjoyed it though." Eddie's voice is shaky and he looks up into Steve's puppy dog eyes. They're so wide and he likes being so close to the alpha. Even if it's only because Steve had gotten hurt.
"Don't, don't fucking listen to him Eds. I'll rip him apart if he speaks to you like that again. Jock alphas, what assholes." Steve's voice is deep and roughed up, his body had finally stopped shaking and he's staring into Eddie's eyes. God, Eddie's gonna die. He's going to die because of Steve fucking Harrington and how sweet he is.
"Yeah, well, not all jock alphas are assholes. Some are pretty good." Eddie leans back again for another kiss and he can't help but pull on Steve's bloodied lips. Soon Eddie's being dragged into Steve's lap and all he can do is whine and kiss at Steve's lips and neck more. God, he's irresistible.
The two pull apart before it can go even farther and Eddie's pale body had turned a beautiful shade of pink. Steve's blood decorates his lips and Eddie wonders if theirs anything hotter than a roughed up, possessive alpha.
"Would you be up for a second date? Maybe this time in a more private place so assholes can't bother us." Steve's looking at Eddie with wide eyes and he looks almost scared of asking for another date, like he's worried that Eddie's gonna say no.
"Steve Harrington, I would be delighted to go on another date with you, but uh, maybe let's keep this between us for a bit, see how everything goes and if we start courting, then we could tell your pack." Eddie's blushing by the end of his sentence and he's looking down at his hands.
"I'm okay with that, next week I'll take you to the movies, my treat again." Steve's voice is silky smooth and so flirtatious. His hand's cupping Eddie's cheek and Eddie feels like he might whine or purr at any moment. God, Steve Harrington should not make him loose this much self control.
"Okay big boy, you're treat. Now, let's bandage these wounds up before they get infected." Eddie's already grabbed out a new set of gauze and more wipes. He spends close to an hour just fixing up the injured alpha.
The diner's closed by the time Steve exits the van and the only two cars in the lot are his and Steve's. The two take in the night air and Eddie moves a bit closer to Steve.
"Besides everything that happened, I had a really good time Steve, and I'm looking forward to our next date." Eddie's blushing hard at his confession and he wonders if he could steal one more kiss from the alpha. He didn't know how he was going to last a week without Steve's lips on his again.
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to next week too, good night Eds, get home safe." Steve gently leaned into Eddie and he tilted the omega's chin up. The two had one more kiss before breaking apart and slowly leaving one another. Eddie is stumbling back into his van and Steve had gotten into his beamer.
As Eddie drove back to the trailer park, he couldn't stop thinking about Steve's eyes on him, he leaned down to sniff at his own shirt, catching a bit of Steve's lingering scent. Eddie's body relaxed instantly and he felt like he was in the twilight zone.
Eddie Munson, the freak omega, was going on another date with Steve Harrington, and Jesus Christ, was he fucking excited, now, he just had to wait a week. That should be easy. Right?