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When Eddie confesses he’s never got the big deal about kissing, Steve teases him about it, saying maybe it’s because Eddie’s a bad kisser. Pride wounded, Eddie can’t let that go and decides he needs an unbiased opinion on his kissing skills. It’s weird but it’s only one kiss, no big deal, right? So, Steve says yes.
Eddie gets the answer he wanted, but then he and Steve are left with a whole new set of questions to navigate. Now they just have to find new answers.
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“Will?” Mike whispers. “What—” he trails off. Dustin and the others are shouting over the walkie, all their voices overlapping in panic, but Mike’s only listening to Will.
“Use it on me.”
Will shifts on his knees, his grip on Mike’s arm tightening like he knows Mike is dying to run. He places the knife into Mike’s hand.
“At the military zone, I felt like I was burning when they hurt it. It has to work the other way around, right? It’s a hivemind. If you hurt me, it should weaken all of them.”
Or: in a moment of panic, Will convinces Mike to hurt him to save the Party. In another moment of panic, Mike kisses him to keep him conscious.
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When Steve melts into Eddie's side during a movie night, he doesn't understand what's wrong with him and why only Eddie makes him feel this way
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Any other superpower would have been better, really. Fire-wielding, telekinesis— even growing an extra arm would have been preferable to mind-reading.
Will hates his newfound powers, and he hates the constant headaches that come with them, and he hates the weird thoughts and feelings he never even wanted to know about in the first place that constantly invade his mind. He hates it all, but he can’t escape his own brain— so short of removing his head entirely, what can he even do to change it?
But— thankfully— with a little help from his friends, and a lot of pain from Mike Wheeler, Will learns to control his telepathy— and, maybe, learns a little too much from his best-friend-slash-lifelong-love’s intricately confusing mind.
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"Henderson,” Eddie groans. “Do you have any idea what time it is?" He rubs his hands over his face. Dustin nods.
"Of course, it’s 6:15, but we need to talk, it's really urgent, I noticed something about the-" he stops in his tracks when he notices the patch of hair next to Eddie, sticking out from under the covers and in between pillows, and the way Eddie winces because Dustin's talking too loud, and oh shit- there's someone else in bed with him.
or: Dustin has the annoying habit of just busting into Eddie's trailer at ungodly hours. One morning Eddie's not alone though.