[ it’s been some time since Steve felt like an idiot kid- whether venca and fighting the end of the world had colored it, or this whole place had kind of killed the chance. steve has felt old, felt like they both had to grow up a little too fast, a little too much. Part of it had been Hawkins, but a larger part had been abraxas, had been solvunn, had been these nightmares and this magic and the fact that every couple of months it feels like they have to expect the worst possible thing to happen to them, over and over.
But right now - there is none of that. Not solvunn, not the upside down, not the fact vencna- Henry- is here and has been for years and still it all happened back home. Steve doesn’t think about the people they’ve lost- max, dustin, robin- or about the ones they still might. a part of him knows this won’t last forever, but maybe that’s why it’s easier to pretend it can just be for now.
And so Eddie does a terrible job parking, and Steve shoots him a look- because really, really, this car deserves better. They both know that. But it is fine, in the end. The car will survive as will they, for now.
Eddie is nervous, Steve can tell by the way he seems to turn the nervous energy up to eleven. Steve watches him for a second, before shaking his head. ] It’s not Olympic, dude. I wasn’t even close. Just vice captain and honestly the quarry during the summer was kind of- actually, it doesn’t matter. You coming?
[ it’s hard to think of anything from Hawkins not carrying with it some kind of weight, considering the last memory Steve has of skull rock is the same as Eddie’s. But before then, before that point, it had been something else.
Jesus, a hike too?. Steve rolls his eyes at the grin, at the dip. But his smile is still fond, excitement still fluttering in his stomach, his chest. He does start walking, his arms full of the bottles they’d taken from the roadhouse, and it’s only a few more steps before he’s looking over his shoulder, brows up. ]
It’s not that far. And if you don’t stop complaining, I’ll carry you there, and I don’t know if either of us want that.
[ before Eddie can even think about taking Steve up on what was definitely a bad idea from Steve’s perspective, he’s walking off towards the rocks. It’s not a far hike, only like ten minutes or so, before they’re both arriving at the stack of rocks and Steve lets out a breath, finally, and drops the bottles and beer off to the side before he turns to Eddie, checking his expression.
He grabs for one of the bottles and twists off the cap, taking a long drink and letting his face screw up at the taste of it before passing the bottle off. when Eddie takes it, Steve lowers himself to sit, and whether or not there had been moments before, a kind of softer grass and ground replaces the sand and sticks of the Kansas horizon. Almost like this small corner of the horizon is taking more and more after Indiana. ]
C’mon, sit. I’m almost out of surprises so we might want to work on the getting wasted bit.
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But right now - there is none of that. Not solvunn, not the upside down, not the fact vencna- Henry- is here and has been for years and still it all happened back home. Steve doesn’t think about the people they’ve lost- max, dustin, robin- or about the ones they still might. a part of him knows this won’t last forever, but maybe that’s why it’s easier to pretend it can just be for now.
And so Eddie does a terrible job parking, and Steve shoots him a look- because really, really, this car deserves better. They both know that. But it is fine, in the end. The car will survive as will they, for now.
Eddie is nervous, Steve can tell by the way he seems to turn the nervous energy up to eleven. Steve watches him for a second, before shaking his head. ] It’s not Olympic, dude. I wasn’t even close. Just vice captain and honestly the quarry during the summer was kind of- actually, it doesn’t matter. You coming?
[ it’s hard to think of anything from Hawkins not carrying with it some kind of weight, considering the last memory Steve has of skull rock is the same as Eddie’s. But before then, before that point, it had been something else.
Jesus, a hike too?. Steve rolls his eyes at the grin, at the dip. But his smile is still fond, excitement still fluttering in his stomach, his chest. He does start walking, his arms full of the bottles they’d taken from the roadhouse, and it’s only a few more steps before he’s looking over his shoulder, brows up. ]
It’s not that far. And if you don’t stop complaining, I’ll carry you there, and I don’t know if either of us want that.
[ before Eddie can even think about taking Steve up on what was definitely a bad idea from Steve’s perspective, he’s walking off towards the rocks. It’s not a far hike, only like ten minutes or so, before they’re both arriving at the stack of rocks and Steve lets out a breath, finally, and drops the bottles and beer off to the side before he turns to Eddie, checking his expression.
He grabs for one of the bottles and twists off the cap, taking a long drink and letting his face screw up at the taste of it before passing the bottle off. when Eddie takes it, Steve lowers himself to sit, and whether or not there had been moments before, a kind of softer grass and ground replaces the sand and sticks of the Kansas horizon. Almost like this small corner of the horizon is taking more and more after Indiana. ]
C’mon, sit. I’m almost out of surprises so we might want to work on the getting wasted bit.