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metal-caregiver · 1 year

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Regressuary Day 2 : Playground / Toys

Parining: Platonic CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 1,010 Tw's: None (use of light "swears" ass, damn) Characters: Eddie, Steve, Dustin, (GN! Reader)

Prompt: Character A (reader) is so enthralled by their toys/playground that they keep putting off a bathroom break

Nicknames directed @ reader: Little one, Kiddo, Squirt Nicknames directed @ cgs!: Steve (mama) Eddie (Ed/Eddie)

Disclaimer !! : I am disabled and have incontinence due to my disabilities. Diapers are NOT SEXUAL !! Do not sexualize me, my headspace, or my disability aids. READ MY DNI

On this sunny day in Hawkins, Indiana...Clouds crept along the sky casting large shadows across the playground. It was a lazy day for Eddies party, not to say he had nothing to do. He had plenty of music to play and campaigns to run. To put it simply, they needed a down day. And to Steve's luck, Eddie had requested that you, Dustin, and Steve all walk down to the park together.

You were used to Dustin being regressed a majority of the time. But surprisingly you hadn't had a proper playdate together! You supposed even though your caregiver hadn't labeled it as one, Dustin wouldn't mind either way. You packed your bag, and with hastily tied shoes and stuffie in hand, you set off to Eddie's house...

Dustin was sitting on the floor of the Eddie and Waynes attempt at a living room, playing with the odd toy and Dn'D mini-figures Eddie always had laying around.

"Dustin !!" You shouted, tossing your bag aside and pulling each other up into a spinning hug.

The two of you giggled and danced around as Eddie picked up your things, Steve gathered up the toys and chalk for the two of you to play with at the park.

"Hold up, squirt!" Eddie called out, reaching for your hand.

You looked up at him, confused but with a flutter in your head.

"Not so fast. You kiddos need to stick with us". Steve said, hand already entwined with Dustin's. For extra measure, Eddie sometimes had you hold onto the chains attached to his belts. Maybe all those unnecessary accessories could be practical sometimes.

It wasn't far from the school thanks to Steve and Eddie's bikes. Eddie bragged how one day he'll own a "sick ass ride" which earned him a good slap from Steve.

Once given the "ok", you and Dustin took your pacis and toys booked it for the swings. Each of you raced each other to see who could swing the highest til Dustin managed to scare himself and beg Steve to push for him.

Your pumping became lighter as you were out of breath. Steve noticed and offered you Dustin's extra sippy with water which you gladly took. Eddie wasn't the best caregiver when it came to rules, and a bottle of water on top of all those sodas from lunch might have not been the best idea for your little state.

"Little one, slow with the drinking".

You rolled your eyes at the voice from behind you and continued, taking huffs out of your nose causing Steve to giggle as you handed it back to him. Eddie wasn't going to deny you water, that'd be cruel especially when your drink of choice was every sugary and bubbled concoction you could get your hands on.

"Come play!" you shouted as Eddie took a seat on the bench across from you. You watched him think for a moment before shaking his head.

"Okay, Kiddo, but first let's take a potty and snack break?"

You pouted, kicking the wood chips at your feet with a furrowed brow.

"No, no! We just got here! We don't wanna leave now!" Dustin shouted back, mirroring your disappointment.

"Well if you two are sure..." Eddie hesitated but eventually caved in pushing you while he chatted with Steve.

Steve wasn't too keen on letting either of you out of his sight or out of arms reach. But with Eddie around, Steve could let the invisible leash loose a bit and allow the two of you to (mostly) run free.

Even from afar the two knew you (especially), and Dusted needed a bathroom break, but neither wanted to force it. Dustin didn't have a preference between pull-ups or boxers but you much preferred your regular clothing over anything Eddie had offered.

The two of you eventually chased each other back over to your caregivers. This time, Steve spoke up.

"Dustin, do you need the potty?".

He paused for a moment, fidgeting before eventually giving Steve a nod. "Mhm! Yes mama"

Eddie turned to you, quirking his eyebrows and giving you a questioning look.

"I don't need to! I want to play!"

"Squirt I'm serious, let's at least go with them?"

You looked to Dustin who seemed perfectly content going on his own with Steve, but you justified it in your mind that your friend was just too little to go alone!

The two of you waited outside the stalls for Steve and Dustin to finish. You could hear the commotion from outside and based on the shouting from Steve you gathered that Dustin forgot to flush and refused to wash his hands.

Eddie was just waiting for the moment til you asked to join. To his surprise, it never came, until he felt a tugging at his shirt.

"Yeah, little one?" He asked, sing-song.

"I'm sorry, Eds I didn't mean to," you said with a sob. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I was just having too much fun playing, and the running didn't make me have to, so I thought I didn't, and I.."

"Woah, woah! Slow down there. You're ok". Eddie noticed the small wet patch between your knees and sighed. "Damn it,,kid you're all wet." He cringed "Let's get you changed ok?".

You sniffed, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "Ok Eddie".

Lucky for you, Eddie always carried a pack of baby towels and a change of clothes. He reassured you as he slipped the clean clothes under the bathroom stall, offering you help and privacy when needed.

All was well as you joined Dustin back in the hallway, following your caregivers back outside.

"I'm sorry Eddie..." You whispered, pulling on his jacket sleeve as Dustin dared you to another race.

"It's alright, kiddo doesn't worry. You're forgiven, it was just a mistake. Don't worry too much about it, and have fun".

You smiled up at Eddie before running off, turning to wave "love you Ed's!"

"Love you too, kiddo!" he shouted back, waving from his place next to Steve and smiling. "I love you".

#regressuary #sfw age regressor #agereg #sfw agere #caregiver eddie munson #stranger things agere #caregiver steve harrington #agere stranger things #cg!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #sfw interaction only #Bears Regressuary 2023

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corrodedcoffinkid · 2 years

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little!eddie munson x cg!steve hurt/comfort?

let me start off this fic by saying

1) this is non sexual age regression

2) it is a therapy approved coping mechanism

3) if you don’t like it, leave.

Sometimes Eddie is… different.

Sure, Eddie has his quirks every day, but some nights, there were different things Steve picked up on.

When Eddie felt any big emotions, he’d begin to suck on his fingers. It usually ended with him falling asleep in Steve’s lap. Even if he did manage to stay awake, he doesn’t talk much. His speech would become mostly babbling or one sentence replies.

But… the thing that stuck out the most is his teddy bear.

If they were alone and Eddie felt overwhelmed, upset, or anything too strong for him to handle, he’d carry around his teddy bear.

Teddy’s an old, raggedy stuffed animal. His fur is missing in patches, his eyes are scratched too. Eddie slept with him most nights, but he only carried it around with him around the house if something was particularly bothering him.

And tonight, something wasn’t right.

Steve’s off work late tonight. Eddie’s at home- most likely planning a campaign or listening to music. Steve hopes he’d be asleep by now, but it was wishful thinking at this point. Eddie isn’t sleeping well, especially when he’s alone.

Sighing, Steve opens the door to the trailer. He almost jumps out of his skin at what he finds.

Eddie’s standing in the middle of the living room, Teddy clutched to his chest. Tears fall from those big brown eyes that are staring at the ceiling in terror. He’s trembling.

“Eddie?” Steve asks softly. “Baby, what’s the matter?” He’s not even sure why he asks- he knows what the problem is. Eddie would get fixated on the ceiling where the portal to the upside down had been.

Eddie shakes his head rapidly. He can’t talk about it, he can’t. He can’t even think about it. He opens his mouth, trying to say something- anything. He wants Steve to hold him, he wants to stop hearing the sound of Chrissy’s bones cracking, he wants to go to sleep.

Instead, he cries.

Bursting into tears, Eddie crumples into a ball on the floor. Hands covering his ears, he almost doesn’t hear Steve calling his name.

Thankfully, Steve is pretty strong. He lifts Eddie up and over his shoulder. He gently pats his back as he walks to their room. He hates that Eddie still has to live at the site of his trauma, but they can’t afford anything else.

“Alright,” Steve says softly, setting Eddie down on the bed. “I’m going to change into some pajamas, but I’m not leaving, okay?”

“No!” Eddie cries, grabbing onto Steve’s work uniform. “Stay! Stay!”

“Eddie, I’m just going across the room.” Steve walks off to Eddie’s dresser. Unsurprisingly, Eddie follows him. “Eds, I want you to lay down. You’re worked up enough as it is.”

“No.”

Steve sighs sympathetically. He pulls on his pajamas, then guides Eddie back to his bed. He tucks them both in, careful not to let Eddie’s bear fall into the floor. He leaves a lamp on. Eddie doesn’t like the dark- not anymore.

“Bad night?”

Eddie shakes his head rapidly. “No talking about it, please.”

“Okay.”

Steve needs to find a way to make this better. He untucks Eddie, and places him into his lap instead. Maybe, just maybe, Eddie needs something more tender.

Slowly, Steve begins to rock them back and forth. He hums a soft lullaby, stroking Eddie’s cheek with his thumb as he does so. Eddie’s thumb finds it’s way up to his mouth. Suckling on his fingers now, he seems more peaceful.

Teddy in lap, Eddie is happy. He drifts off to sleep in Steve’s arms, but that didn’t mean Steve was going to stop.

He rocks him for hours. He could do this forever. Watching Eddie sleep so peacefully is his own way of winding down. He doesn’t stop humming the lullaby until his throat gets sore. Gently, he takes Eddie’s fingers from out of his mouth. He pulls the blankets over the both of them- and Teddy.

Bad nights don’t always have to stay bad, Steve decides.

#little eddie munson #caregiver steve harrington #eddie munson #autistic eddie munson #stranger things #steddie #angst #eddie munson autism #agere!eddie #steveandeddie #sensoryissues!eddie #adamwrites

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autizmoeddiemunson · 2 years

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no plot, just tantrum eddie. absolutely relatable

Eddie hated when people broke their promises. Steve had promised him that if he pulled his english grade up, he would treat him to a feast of chicken nuggets and french fries. It was hard but he did it! He got a C+! He was so excited, chicken nuggets were his favorite food in the world.

Eddie was practically vibrating with excitement, he was laying on the floor in front of the TV, coloring. He was wearing a pair of Steve’s basketball shorts along with a ride the lightning T shirt, a D20 pacifier clipped to it, and his favorite stuffed animal tucked under his arm.

Steve was so proud of him, he lined one tray with chicken nuggets and the other with crinkle cut fries. They’d been in the oven about 15 minutes, there were only about five minutes left. He figured he had enough time to step out for a quick cigaret.

“Steve?” The man perked up as Max ran up to him from across the street. “Hey, kiddo! How ya’ doin’?” He happily chirped as he put out his cigaret. “I need your help with something.” She stated bluntly as she began pulling him by the wrist to her trailer. He helped her get what she needed off the top shelf and then got distracted. He got caught up in conversation with her and tidied up a bit.

Eddie was giggling at the TV when he smelled something. “Stevie?” He called out. The little boy got up and looked for his caregiver, he poked his head out of the trailer and looked around. “Stevie!” He was starting to panic, the oven started smoking and Steve was nowhere to be found!

Steve heard Eddie calling his name and dropped a cup back into the sink when he realized the time. “Crap! Max, I’ll see to you later, ok?” He ran to Eddie’s and turned the oven off before pulling the smoldering tray out with an oven mitt. He put the tray outside and opened all the windows to let the smoke out. “I’m so sorry, Eds!” Steve said as he hugged the boy and made sure he was ok.

Steve was most sorry about what he was going to say next. “Ed’s… My sweet baby bat… I’m sorry but we can’t have chicken nuggets tonight.” Eddie’s eyes immediately started filling with tears. “But I got my english grade up…” He whimpered as he tightened his grip around the stuffed animal in his arms. “I know, baby but they’re all burnt! How about we order pizza?” He tried to reason with the boy but Eddie had already stepped back.

“No! You promised!” Eddie stomped his foot and tears rolled down his cheeks. “I know, honey…” Steve tried to hug the boy but was weakly pushed away. “No! No! No!” He yelled. Steve opened his mouth but was cut off. “You promised! You butthead!”

He threw his stuffed animal at Steve but started crying harder as soon as the comfort item was out of his arms. Steve picked up the stuffed animal and dusted it off. Somehow in the 30 seconds his back was turnt, Eddie ended up on the floor.

Steve didn’t like being strict, he hated even saying ‘no’ to Eddie but he knew he had to. “Edward Munson!” He knelt in front of Eddie and held him by the shoulders, firm, but gentle enough to not hurt. “Eddie, if you dont calm down, we’re not getting pizza.” Eddie’s cries had quieted a bit as soon as Steve touched him but he was still whimpering & gasping for air.

“Good boy” Steve wiped some of his tears away and tucked his hair behind his ear. “Now, how about I order the pizza and then we can watch a movie and cuddle, does that sound okay?” Eddie tearfully nodded. Steve led him through some breathing exercises to calm his body and then wrapped him in a blanket.

Steve ordered the food and they snuggled on the couch. Some channel was playing the movie Basket Case, Steve thought it looked a bit inappropriate but Eddie insisted. “I’m sorry tonight didn’t go as planned, little bat.” Eddie smiled at the pet name and rubbed his face against his caregiver’s chest. “Can we have chicken nuggets another night?” He asked as he played with Steve’s fingers. “Of course, baby.”

#eddie munson #autistic eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things agere #fandom agere #little!eddie #little eddie munson #caregiver steve harrington #cg!steve harrington #🩺writes

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ellieisaflower · 1 year

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Stranger things Masterlis´ˎ˗

Main Masterlist || Requests open

୨୧ ┊Eddie Munson

(❈) Fun Day (coming soon)

୨୧ ┊Steve Harrington

(❈) Fun Day (coming soon)

୨୧ ┊Robin Buckley

(❈) Fun Day (Coming soon)

Tags ´ˎ˗

#sfw agere blog #age regression #little reader #stranger things x agere reader #stranger things x little reader #eddie mundon x little reader #caregiver eddie munson #caregiver steve harrington #steve harrington x little reader #caregiver robin buckley #robin buckley x little reader

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steddies-bat556 · 1 year

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M'sick. Feeling Little while M'sick? Not fun. Brains all fuzzy, don wanna do stuff, can't breath. Combo of dis sucks! Wish dat Daddy an Papa were here to help me get better. But I have all my Care Bear Stuffies an my Squishmallow Hettie or I call her Heidi. Got box of tissues, hopefully m'll have soup tomorrow to help ma throat

#age regression #agere community #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #little space stuff #stuffies #agere post #safe agere #i am sick #sick day #i hate being sick #daddy eddie munson #daddy steve harrington #steddie #caregiver #caregiver steve harrington #caregiver eddie munson

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pikaychuwu · 1 year

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i just think he’d make a really good cg ♡

#moodboard #mood board #steve harrington #stranger things #little space #agere blog #age regression blog #age regression edit #red #agere caregiver #caregiver steve harrington

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fizzigigsimmer · 5 days

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Reality collision where Billy shows up to school one day with a baby. No one knows who the kid is or why Billy showed up with him; but he waits to corner Steve in the parking lot. Shoves the baby into his arms unceremoniously all - "Take your spawn Harrington."

Steve's never seen this baby in his life, and if anything it looks like Billy. Brown hair sure, but the eyes,chin, and those ears are all Hargrove. He's confused even more when Billy starts babbling about holes opening up on the walls and what sounds like demo-dogs, which he shouldn't even know about!

One thing he is sure of, he definitely didn't get attacked by a demo-dog last night or run into Billy's car out near the powerplant. He definitely didn't give Billy this baby and ask him to take care of it, but someone did.

AKA Billy and Steve get stuck temporarily taking care of their alternate reality baby and it brings them together.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #kidfic ideas #I know this trope has been done a million times I just think they would be such hilariously bad caregivers at first #Steve doesnt know anything about babies and he's weirded out by how much the baby looks like Billy #But Billy is adament that other!Steve is the babies father so...#Billy is surprisingly good with the baby once he stops trying to run from the entire situation #The baby only sleeps when both of them are there so Billy basically moves in with Steve #Nap times in the camero!!!

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babiemunson · 1 year

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i'll protect you

steve finds eddie regressed for the first time.

pairing: regressor!eddie munson x cg!steve harrington

cws: mention of the upside down (& demodogs and vecna)

words: 766

i was thinking - "age regression" wasn't really a well known term in the eighties. so i wanted to try and write how steve would realistically respond to coming over to eddie's trailer and finding him regressed.

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the government is taking longer than expected to clear eddie's name. figures - they're useless.

as a result, eddie has been ordered to stay in the munsons' new trailer until everything can get figured out. he's in hiding, basically.

fun.

steve pities the guy, of course he does. so mid-may, after eddie's wounds have finally healed and he's resigned himself to being bored to death in his trailer 24/7, steve decides to surprise him with a movie.

there's no answer to steve's knock. but he and eddie have grown comfortable enough around each other by now so that he can just let himself in. he opens the door and slips inside.

"eddie?" he calls.

again, no answer. but steve's hearing isn't too good nowadays. he'll just have to wander the house until he finds eddie.

"eddie," he calls again, sing-song. "it's steve. i've got a movie and popcorn."

there's still no answer, but steve catches the faint sound of humming. he pinpoints it as coming from eddie's bedroom.

"eddie, you can't hide forever, man. i miss you - there's no way i'm leaving without at least seeing your face."

steve knocks on eddie's bedroom door. when there's still no answer, he lets himself in.

"....eddie?"

eddie looks up from where he's sitting criss cross applesauce on the floor. he's got his shirt collar in his mouth and he's chewing on it. "'teve?"

steve inches closer. when no demodogs or tentacles jump out at him, he gets down on his knees. "whaaat are you doing? what is this?" he tucks one of eddie's curls behind his ear. "are you okay? is this- is this an upside down thing?"

at the mention of the upside down, fear flashes across eddie's face. he throws himself backwards and shakes his head vehemently. his collar slips from his mouth. "no up-ide down," he cries, tears springing to his eyes. "safe? 'teve safe?"

"i'm safe, buddy." steve's eyebrows knit together. "the upside down's all gone, right? we're all safe. i just- i don't know what's up with you. are you good?"

eddie swallows hard. he shoves his thumb into his mouth and nods after a few seconds. "safe," he mumbles. "'m small."

"small," steve repeats. he looks down at what eddie had been coloring when he walked in - a bright red dragon, breathing fire at a forest. "okay. well, this certainly isn't, like, the weirdest thing i've ever seen, so. hey, you drew this?"

eddie nods again, scooting a bit closer. he takes his thumb out of his mouth. "'s you," he says. "look. 'teve."

steve follows where eddie's pointing. at the bottom of the page, there's a doodle of a knight in shining armor. he has great hair. "that's me?"

"uh huh." eddie grabs steve's hand and holds it tight. "fighting the dragon. gonna save everyone, like a hero."

"a hero," steve muses. his throat closes up; he clears it. "that's really sweet, eds."

he doesn't know where the nickname came from, but eddie lights up, and lets out the warmest giggle. "you saved me, 'teve."

well, if steve had any hopes of keeping from crying, they've just been dashed. he feels tears prick at his eyes and decides to just let them fall. eddie's in no space to judge right now. "course i saved you," he says softly. "i'll always save you."

small, he thinks again, giving eddie a once over. the guy isn't physically small, but... he's definitely not acting 20 years old.

"are you... small... a lot, eds?" steve squeezes eddie's hand.

"mhm," eddie says, and starts chewing on his shirt collar again. "have bad dreams. they make my head fuzzy and i go small." he picks up a green crayon and draws spiky grass beneath the knight's feet.

"okay. that's okay." steve slips the hair tie off of eddie's wrist and uses it to pull his hair back into a low ponytail. "hey, nothing's gonna hurt you. i'm- i'm the knight, remember? i won't let any scary dreams hurt you. i promise."

eddie looks up at him, doe eyes shiny. "you do?"

"yeah." steve gives him a misty smile. he's suddenly overcome with the urge to shield eddie from whatever dangers this world has to offer. "i'll protect you."

eddie surges forward and wraps steve in a bear hug. "tank you, 'teve," he murmurs against steve's chest.

steve feels tears trickle down his cheeks. he brings a hand up and pets the back of eddie's curls. "you're welcome, eds."

and he knows deep in his heart it's true. he won't let anything hurt eddie, ever again.

#agere #age regression #stranger things agere #fandom agere #regressor eddie munson #caregiver steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington #fandom regression #indigo's posts #agere fic #agere fanfic

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desolatecure · 10 months

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Eddie shows up unannounced at Steve’s house, not expecting to find a little boy stood in his place. Figuratively.

Age regressor Steve, pure fluff ´ˎ˗

—kink regressors dni

(this is a repost off my twitter page so the format is wacky)

For Steve, it was just one of /those/ days. He didn’t know what they were and it seemingly happened at random, like he couldn’t control it.

Sometimes certain things trigger him, though. Like the time he opened a music box and a lullaby sang softly out of it, sending him into a strange headspace where he felt 10x younger than he really is.

Vulnerable in a thrift shop with only Robin to confide in.

Today, however, he had made himself comfortable on the couch after flipping the tv on and finding that the channel selected had been the kids channel, and as it flickered to life he heard the theme of scooby-doo ring out.

He was too comfortable to change it, finding himself immersed in the show, giggling along to it and curling up more on the couch as he chewed on the edge of his blanket.

When the doorbell rang, Steve jumped and the blanket slipped from his mouth as he sat up.

“Stevie! You home? I can see your car, man.” Eddie’s voice made Steve gasp and shoot up off the couch, racing to the foyer.

“Eddie!” Steve swung the door open, blanket wrapped around his shoulders, nearly slipping on the shiny floors with his socked feet.

“Oh- hey, sorry. Didn’t call before I came, I know. Dreadful etiquette.” Eddie chuckles, stepping into the house as Steve shuts the door behind him.

“You up for a smoke? Brought a six-pack too.” Eddie holds up the case of beer and grins.

The grin falters when he looks back at Steve’s face, eyes wide like he has no idea what Eddie’s talking about. “Whuh- huh?” Eddie frowns as he walks into the kitchen, Steve following in tow.

“You alright, sweetheart?”

Steve nods and giggles in response. “Like when you say that.” Eddie’s eyes widen, then he furrows his brows, leaning against the counter.

“How old are you feeling, Stevie?” Steve just sits at the kitchen bench and sways his feet, thinking about it.

“Dunno… maybe..” Steve bites his lip and his face scrunches up as he counts on his fingers, holding up 4 of them, then 3, then back to 4. “Dunno, sorry.”

Eddie nods, face twisted in thought. “It’s alright, that’s good. Thank you for telling me, baby.”

Steve’s face lights up and Eddie smiles, ruffling his hair. Steve squeaks, batting his hands away with a pout. “Don’t touch my hair!”

Eddie snorts, holding his hands up in surrender. “I see you’re still a little Princess about your hair. Alright, have you eaten?”

Steve thinks for a second, glancing behind him towards the loungeroom. “Uhm.. yeah.” Eddie raises an eyebrow, taking one step towards the room before Steve’s giggling and standing up, pushing Eddie back and further away from the loungeroom.

“No, Eddie! Don’t look! Not for you!” Eddie can’t help but grin at the happy, carefree look on Steve’s face and he laughs with him.

“What are you hiding in there, huh?” Eddie pushes past Steve and jogs over to the loungeroom and gasps dramatically.

“Steven!”

“You’re hoarding chocolate bars, so naughty!” Eddie laughs breathily, as he walks up to the coffee table, taking in Steves little setup.

There are 2 wrappers littering the table, 3 unopened and one opened bar laying lonely on the couch where it looks like Steve was sitting.

“Is this all you’ve eaten, bub?” At Steve’s silence, Eddie turns around and his heart aches at the sight.

Steve standing nervously in the threshold, eyes bubbling with tears as he chews his thumb, seeking out some kind of comfort.

“Woah- hey, Stevie- What happened?”

Steve’s breath shudders and his lip wobbles, everything about the sight makes Eddie’s heart break in two.

“Didn’t mean to- I swear-” Eddie frowns, rushing over to Steve, gently wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“Baby! Sweetie, it’s okay. You’re okay, don’t even worry about it.”

“Jus’ don’ know how to cook very well..” Steve sniffles, rubbing his eyes with his fists and Eddie gently scolds him for it, pulling his hands away. “Please don’ call me that, though. Hate it.”

“Oh, baby,” Eddie sighs, “Which one?”

“ ‘Teven… Only get called that when m’naughty.”

Eddie pets Steve’s hair, leaning to place a kiss on the top of his head. “I’m sorry, honey. Thank you for telling me though, look how good you are!”

Steve giggles a little, pushing Eddie’s hand away from his head.

“Say… Let’s get your tummy full before you go back and watch… scooby-doo?”

“Scooby-doo!” Steve perks up and tries running back into the loungeroom, eager and excited.

Eddie catches him and wraps his arms around Steve’s waist before he can escape, laughing and dragging him back.

“Nuh-uh. Come on, silly boy. If you behave we’ll order pizza.” Steve gasps and squeezes out of Eddie’s hold, rushing into the kitchen.

He rummages through the pamphlets of all the restursnts and waves the pizzeria’s number in Eddie’s face.

“Please! Jus’ cheese?” Steve smiles at Eddie and he can’t even think about saying no to him.

“Of course little man. You wanna sit sit on the counter and listen?”

Steve grins excitedly and turns, trying to hop up on the counter but Eddie reaches and grabs his waist, guiding him up. “There you go, good. Sit still.”

Eddie calls up the pizza place, smiling and silently giggling at Steve who’s making silly faces at him. He cups Steve’s cheek as he’s speaking into the phone and strokes it with his thumb.

When Steve starts babbling randomly, swinging his feet and giggling at random things Eddie has to hold back an amused laugh, instead he covers the speaker, bringing his finger to his lips.

“Shhh, baby. Just for a minute.” He whispers.

“Okay!” Steve whispers back, very loudly, but he’s got the spirit and that’s what counts.

When the phone call ends, Eddie pats Steve’s thigh and helps him off the counter.

“Let’s go cuddle up on the couch and wait until the pizza gets here, yeah baby?” Eddie takes Steve’s hand and Steve brings Eddie’s finger to his mouth, biting lightly. “Gonna have to get you a chew toy, huh?”

“A what-wha?”

Eddie snorts, quickly filling a water bottle and guiding Steve back over to the loungeroom.

“Sit down there. What do you wanna watch, bub?” He sorts through the accumulation of tapes under the tv cabinet, holding them up so Steve can see.

“Hm… yogi bear?” Steve frowns, and looks at Eddie for confirmation.

Eddie just grins and shoved the tape in the player and sits on the couch. “Good choice, you’re so perfect. My perfect boy.”

Steve smiles contentedly and leans into Eddie, wrapping an arm around his middle, head resting on his shoulder. “Like you s’much, Eds.”

“You’re so cute.” Eddie sighs, pushing Steve’s hair back off his forehead, placing a kiss there.

“I like you too.”

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very-feral-lesbian · 2 years

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wayne has always had to show up for eddie. from the moment that eddie was dropped on his doorstep however many years ago, he was eddie’s person. his biggest (and only) supporter of his sexuality, music, hobbies and generally, just him.

he was no idiot and wasn’t unaware of how eddie was treated. he was always the odd one out and that made him a target from the get go. outside of hellifre and corred coffin, wayne was it for him.

so understandably, he was hesitant as fuck when eddie had brought steve harrington over. he may not have known the boy himself, but he knew of the talk around town about his reputation and his parents. he was not eddies usual crowd of fellow rockers and nerds. but, eddie seemed to like him so wayne allowed it.

the harrington boy seemed to be around more often than not now, always spending the night or dropping eddie off. wayne didnt like to intrude but he knew steve was something special for eddie, so it came to no surprise when he introduced him as his boyfriend officially.

after years of being eddie’s biggest supporter, he slowly saw steve come to step up to the plate. he saw steve support every single one of eddie’s endeavors, no matter how small (like when he entertained eddie by holding onto each and every single rock the boy gave to steve). he even showed up in ways wayne couldn’t due to his work schedule, going to eddies gigs and helping him out with hellfire.

steve may have not been the man he expected, but months of seeing him show up for eddie in the ways that only he did for so many years; he loved him just like he loved his son.

#im here for wayne just being the most supportive caregiver #eddie deserves it #stranger things #st #st4 #eddie munson #steve harrington #wayne munson #steddie #meta #text #text post

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autizmoeddiemunson · 2 years

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Baby boy

Little Eddie cg Steve babysitters jargyle

Eddie woke up on the couch, some crappy movie playing on the TV. He and Steve had a date-night-in the night before and he fell asleep cuddling. He woke up feeling particularly small, luckily for him, Steve had the day off today. He sat up and looked around, to his dismay, Steve was nowhere to be found.

“Stevie?” He called out, hoping he was still here. He tossed the pillows & blankets around, hoping to find his dragon: Kas. He loved his trailer but it was big & scary to his little state of mind; he wished someone were there to protect him.

He crawled off the couch and toddled around the trailer, wrapped in his favorite blanket. He whimpered and slumped into bed once he realized Steve wasn’t there. He had found Kas and pulled the covers over his head in an attempt to hide from whatever monsters may be lurking. He fell back asleep, clutching the stuffed dragon to his chest.

“Wake up, sweet boy.” Steve called, gently shaking Eddie’s shoulder, beaming at the sleeping boy. He looked angelic as he was bathed in golden light coming through the slits of the blinds, soft curls framing his relaxed face. When Eddie realized it was him, he happily climbed into his arms, nuzzling into Steve’s warm neck. “Good morning, little one.” Steve said, swinging him around, earning a squeal from the baby.

“What do you want for breakfast, sweetie?” Steve asked, carrying him out of the bedroom. He had run to the store; he noticed how pathetic Eddie’s kitchen was so he grabbed a few essentials, as well as a treat or two for Eddie. The boy shrugged in response, he wasn’t huge on breakfast but he was a bit peckish.

“How about eggs and toast? I got groceries while you were asleep.” Eddie nodded and began softly chewing on the collar of Steve’s shirt. Steve got cooking, despite the challenges posed by having an adult sized toddler clinging to him.

Steve finished cooking and sat down, still cradling Eddie in his arms. “Feed me?” He asked, playing with the hem of his shirt. “What’s the magic word?” Steve asked; his baby needed to learn manners. “Please, Stevie?” Eddie asked, slightly whining. “Of course, little hobbit.” He said, happily cutting up the eggs for him.

“Here comes the airplane!” Steve smiled and started ‘flying’ the fork towards him. Eddie whined and turned his head away. “What’s wrong, honey?” Eddie kept pouting until Steve realized his mistake. “Oh, sorry, little one. Here comes the dragon.” He corrected and smiled as Eddie happily accepted the eggs. They finished breakfast smoothly, Eddie regressing further as the meal went on. “You finished, baby boy?” Steve asked while wiping the boy’s face. Eddie whined and babbled something that sounded a bit like ‘milk.’ “Milk? Do you want a bottle, honey?” Steve asked, getting up to grab a bottle upon the boy nodding.

Steve prepared the bottle and picked up Eddie, rocking him gently. He accepted the nib and drank softly. “My sweet boy.” Steve mumbled as he began humming sweetly, admiring the boy cradled in his lap. He kissed his forehead lovingly, earning a small whine from Eddie, who didn’t like his attention being taken away from his bottle. “Sorry, baby.” He said as he shushed him. Eddie finished the bottle, chewing on the nib gently. The caregiver quickly switched it with a pacifier, cooing as Eddie turned to cuddle into his shirt. It broke Steve’s heart to know he’d have to leave this sweet boy for work, he knew Argyle and Jonathan would be good babysitters but he was hesitant about leaving Eddie with anybody.

Once the men arrived, Steve had finished preparing Eddie for the day. He subtly threatened them with death if anything happened to his boy. He shoved a list of age appropriate things they could do with him before kneeling in front of his boy on the floor. “Ok, baby, I have to go to work now. Can you be a good boy for Argyle & jonny?” He asked, holding his hands. Eddie nodded but held onto his caregiver for dear life. “I know, baby… I’ll be back soon though. Promise.” Eddie hugged him as tight as he could manage, never wanting to let go. Steve hushed him and rocked him sweetly. “I have to go. I love you, little hobbit.” He peppered his face with kisses before running out the door, an ache in his heart. “It’ll be ok, little brochacho. How about we go play with the hose?” Argyle offered, sighing happily when the boy perked up. Eddie still wasn’t happy about Steve’s absence but today might be an ok day.

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sphynxratedr · 10 months

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Little Steve struggling to stay big, ultimately fails, misses Eddie, Eddie comes and comforts his baby <3

Little!steve 🧸

kink regressors dni

Steve is /tired/

Absolutely exhausted

And he doesn’t know if it’s mentally or physically or both (probably both)

But if another person asks about a movie that he hasn’t seen or where something is when it’s right. In front. Of their face.

He’s over it

Steve bites at his lip as he stocks tapes back into their place, his mind wondering to being home at the trailer and cuddling with Eddie.

Just being around Eddie.

He misses his teddy

Steve huffs and shakes his head, his mind can’t wonder at work

He hears the bell ring

Why can’t people just stay home?

“Helloo birdie Buckley”

Steve whips his head around at the sound of Eddie

“Hi Edward”

Steve imagines the grimace on Eddie’s face

“Gross, okay bucks where’s my boy” he asks, Steve just knows he’s leaning on the counter like he always does

“Uh horror section? I think? Just call him he can hear-kinda”

Steve pouts at that “hey! I hear just fine”

Steve hears Eddie before he sees him, the sound of metal jingling and boots thudding. Eddie bounds around the corner, smiling a bright smile with his cheeks a little flushed

“Hi baby” he greets

Steve suppresses a wide smile, the nickname making his mind fuzz

“Hi Ed’s” he looks down at the tapes he’s holding as if they were more interesting

“Hi baby” Eddie says again, but this time as if he knows. Can see right through Steve and tell right away. He can always tell

Steve flushes and turns, Eddie crowds towards him. Steve smiles feeling the pressure on his back. Eddie places a kiss on his shoulder, they’re safe behind the shelves.

Eddie moves to kiss his neck, nothing but innocent affection steve knows

“Missed you, honey” Eddie says softly, hugging Steve from behind

“Missed you too dork” steve rolls his eyes and leans back into eddie

“Just wanted to let you know that the guys wanted to go out tonight for guys night? I dunno I think gareth has a crush on this girl at the hideout and needs a wingman. Which-” Steve feels Eddie huff a laugh into his neck

Steve doesn’t reply, frown setting in. It’s been a while since Eddie’s went out with them outside of hellfire…usually at home with Steve or taking care of him when he regresses

He fights the urge to whine out and fuss. He’s big!

“Sounds fun Ed’s” Steve says softly

“You okay with that?” Eddie moves his hands up and massages at Steve’s shoulders

“Yeah babe, you should have fun” Steve shrugs lightly, tilting his head to place a kiss at Eddie’s hand

“Are you sure? You..” Eddie lowers his voice further “You seem a little small no?”

Steve bites his lip before responding “Just felt fuzzy for a bit, I’m okay though it’s already going away” Steve tries harder to pronúnciate his words

Eddie nuzzles into his neck, “You sure..?”

Steve let’s out a laugh, mind feeling distant before he tries to focus “Yes, Eddie. I’ll be okay, I’m a big boy. You don’t gotta take care of me all the time”

“Hey, you know I like doin it. You’re my baby anyway” Eddie pulls Steve close in a tight hug. Steve smiles before turning, finally meeting Eddie’s eye

“Hey” he smiles and placed a kiss on Eddie’s cheek

“Hi yourself” Eddie kisses his forehead then looks down at his watch “Ugh I gotta dip, promised I’d help dress gareth up” he rolls his eyes “he’s more of a girl than I am” Eddie ruffles his curls

Steve snorts “whatever Munson, get outta here” he places his hands on Eddie’s shoulders, Eddie melts for a second before leaning down, he kisses Steve properly. It’s tender and soft. Steve smiles into the kiss, all the worries melting away

“Okay..I’ll see you later tonight-I’ll try to hurry” he cups Steve’s cheek. Steve nods, kissing Eddie’s palm

“You better”

It takes another five minutes before Eddie leaves, lasts last kisses shared

Steve feels better after that, his shoulder less tense and his mood much less grumpy

Except it doesn’t last

It starts going down hill again, he has to work a double now that a new hire decided not to show. Robin offers to stay but Steve can tell she doesn’t want to so he shrugs and waves her off. He can handle it (he can’t)

People come in in an extra bad mood. Demanding to know why he sold an r rated film to 12 year olds (a tape which suspiciously had gone missing last week-)

Someone not paying attention when he asks them the usual check out questions.

People coming up and deciding they don’t want a tape and just giving it to him when they could just. Put it back.

And finally, people being upset at prices. As if he’s the one personally deciding prices- he doesn’t even know how that works. I mean do they price based on the film?

Based on how the tape was made? The casing?

Steve shakes his head as he locks up. He’s tired so so tired. He huffs and pulls at the doors, double checking that they locked. Finally, he gets to his car that has been there since 9:30am.

It’s 10pm.

he gets in. Shuts the door. Hands places on his steering wheel. He feels his eyes sting with tears

no. You gotta drive

He rubs at his eyes harshly and turns the car on. He can just. Just drive home and put on Scooby doo and eat a bowl of cereal and Steve is driving down the road now. Unfortunately the universe has decided to give him every. Single. Red light

His hands shake as they grip the wheel

Just a bit further-

And the drivers. It’s as if everyone and their mother didn’t pass their drivers test it’s a small town how do you almost merge into someone?Steve’s eye twitches as he honks at a driver that cut him off.

He takes a deep shaky breath

“Just gotta get home. Home home”

He stops again at a light, the last one before more open road that leads right to the trailer park. Steve speeds down the road finally, definitely going 55 in a 45 but fuck it! Eddie’s done worse.

Steve frowns at the thought of Eddie-Eddie isn’t home, he’s with the band. Steve let’s out a whine high in his throat as he turns into the park

Eddie’s not home

he stares sadly at the spot where Eddie parks the van

He’s alone tonight..

Maybe he should call up the bar and-

Steve bites him lip, hand coming up to fidget with his bottom lip. He can’t do that! He’s been small before Eddie even told him what it was!

He could do it again

Steve gathers all his usual things. A soft blanket Eddie gifted him, his favorite stuffie Benny, he grabbed a bowl of his favorite cereal (yes everything in his hands) He places the bowl down as he grabs the milk, carefully pouring it and smiles as he pours perfectly. He feels giddiness fill his chest. He goes to call out to Eddie but his smile falls as he remembers

“Alone t’night, stevie” he says to himself “we got this, dids it before an can do it’s again”

He plots down onto the couch now, arranges Benny into his lap and scoops cereal into his mouth. He nods to himself

“M doin good right benny?” He whispers down at the little dog stuffie Steve smiles and rubs a hand on its head. He finished eating no problem, places the bowl into the sink like teddy has told him to

He feels proud of himself! If eddie was here he’d definitely give Steve two little stars! Again, Steve frowns at the reminder of Eddie’s absence

“Nuh, just gotta wait and then can tell teddy I did good. Put milk, I eats, puts in sink” Steve nods with a smile and settles again on the couch, Benny in his lap

“Yeah and teddy gonna be so proud, gonna say I’m good”

With that Steve rubs his face into the soft fur of the stuffed animal. He turns the tv on and searches for Scooby doo. He knows by now that there’s always late showings. As the night goes on, Steve’s eyes get heavy he blinks sleepily at the tv. He’s not sure how long he’s been watching but it’s the second mystery solved. He blinks his eyes over to the clock on the wall

“Lil hand s’hour an..big hand is…is min-mm” Steve takes a deep breath blinking again to get his eyes to focus, he frowns when he finally reads the time

12:23

Eddie said he wouldn’t be back too late, but how late is too late when it’s boys night? Steve let’s out a whine. What if Eddie’s not back until 3am? What if he’s not back later? what if he doesn’t come back? Steve takes a couple quick breaths, hugging benny close. He feels his eyes start to water, hot tears running down his cheeks

“Ed’s gonna come back right Benny? He’s gotta” he nuzzled into the fur making it wet

what if m too much? And he doesn come back?

Another whine at the thought. Steve swallows harshly. No,,no he knows his teddy he’s just having fun! How could steve worry over silly things when he knows Eddie will be back soon

Just making him take care of you when he gets backs

he’s gonna be too tired to deal with you

Steve frowns and wipes at his cheeks. He can’t let Eddie see him little when he gets home, he is gonna be tired. Too tired to care for him-Steve shouldn’t even need to be cared for

He has to be big, he’s gotta be the one to care for Eddie when he gets back

He huffs and stands, benny and his blanket in hand. He marches right to their room, places the blanket on the bed before leaving Benny on his pillow and makes his way back out

(Before turning right back around and grabbing benny to sit besides him on the couch)

Steve huffs and grabs the remote. Flick through the few channels they have before a late horror movie clicks on. Thats good, it’ll make him big

Sadly it doesn’t work

If anything it’s just made Steve smaller. He hides behind his hands then his knees as he balls himself up on the couch.He refuses to grab for benny whose a few inches away. He doesn’t realise how late it is before the trailer door is opened. He jumps slightly, letting out a yelp and covering himself

“Stevie?”

Steve’s basically panting has he lowers his hands he blinks away tears he didn’t know were there

“Teddy?” He whispers

Eddie frowns, closes the door and toes off his boots before making his way to Steve

“Are you small?” He asks softly, kneeling down next to the couch. Steve shakes his head and wipes at his cheeks

“I’m big” he lowers his voice a bit

Eddie squints his eyes slightly, looks at the hoodie Steve’s wearing, benny next to him then at the tv that’s still playing the movie. He frowns

“Baby, Whyre you watching a scary movie? You’re too little for that” he grabs the remote and clicks it off

Steve pouts “I’m not little, I’m big” He crosses his arms, fighting the urge to melt at Eddie’s words and fall into his arms

“And why are you up so late sugar? It’s like 1am” he frowns again, ignoring Steve’s last response

Steve frowns, feels a tug in his chest at Eddie’s frown

you’re making him feel bad

“You gotta get to bed Ed’s” he whispers

Eddie’s eyebrows furrow

“Baby love” he cups at Steve’s cheek

Steve curses at the whine he lets out

“Stop Ed’s I’m big!” He pushes away Eddie’s hand

Eddie’s frown deepens at that, his baby never pushes him away unless somethings really wrong

“You’re big?” He asks, moving his hand onto Steve’s knee instead

Steve nods and a soft ‘mhmm’

“Are you sure? I was really missing my baby tonight” Eddie pouts. Steves eyes widen slightly before he looks away

“Not here” he shakes his head “big Steve. Not little”

Eddie shuffles closer and pokes at steves tummy,“But I reaaalyyy missed my steviebaby” he leans his head onto steves knee. “Can’t I get my baby?”

Steve hums to himself, more of a grumble “No cause he’s not here” he shakes his head

Eddie huffs before his eyes fall onto benny “Well I guess benny will have to do, I’ll just tell benny he’s been a good boy and give him a little star, I mean the little pup has had such a long day I bet he wants some cuddles”

Steve worries at his lip, eyebrows raising with his frown. Eddie hears a quiet whine

“Yep, cmon steve we gotta give bennyboy a sticker”

Steve nods wordlessly as Eddie picks up benny (gently holds him to his chest) Steve crosses his own arms and follows Eddie to their room. He watches Eddie pull out the star sticker pack and grab a little blue star

“You wanna give it to him?” Eddie asks softly

“No! You can do it” steve huffs and plops onto the bed both his arms and legs crossed. Eddie frowns, feels close but not quite.

“Okay then, here we go benny. For being such a good boy- oh you wanna tell me about your day?”

Steve turns away from Eddie, clearly grumpy

“Ah, you had a bad day? And you feel sad and grumpy? Oh benny it’s okay- thank you for telling me. Good boy for letting me know” Eddie pats at the stuffed animals head, looking towards Steve. He sees how scrunched up Steve’s should let’s are. “Baby?” He says gently “You wanna talk me whats wrong? Why you were crying honey?”

Steve mumbles softly, back still towards Eddie

“Babylove I can’t hear you” he places a hand gently onto Steve’s back

“I want a star!” Steve turns to him “I want a star cause-cause” he takes a shakey deep breath “a’cause I had a long day an-an Im upset an work was bad, an people were so mean teddy! An’ I did the milk and didn’t spill! I ate cereal an i put the bowl in the sink like you saids to! And I was good. I wanna be good too”

Eddie’s eyebrows are raised as Steve rambles, he pulls Steve into his chest and holds him close “Oh my baby” he pets at steves hair as the boy sniffles into his chest “You had such a hard day didn’t you? And you did it all alone” he rubs down Steve’s back

Steve nods and wraps his arms around Eddie

“Did alone, robbie went home and I kept workin” he mumbles

“You kept working? You had a double?” Eddie pulls back, Steve whines at the movement

“Hadda” he nods

“Oh Stevie” Eddie places a kiss onto his forehead “And you came home and took care of yourself didn’t you baby? You were a big boy for me and did all that?”

Steve flushes and nods “cn’I get star?” It’s raspy and it makes Eddie’s heart ache

“Baby you can get all the stars you want, I’m so proud of you baby boy, you did so good” he cups Steve’s cheeks and wipes away stray tears “My good boy, thank you for telling me honey- why didn’t you want to tell me before? Were you little at work? How long have you been small”

Steve giggles into his chest then sniffles

“Too many questions teddy” he tilts his head up and rubs at his eyes

Eddie smiles

“Sorry lovely, I’m just worried. But maybe we can talk about it tomorrow yeah? We can cuddle and get some sleep and sleep in and have a little day for you tomorrow okay?”

Eddie watches as the tips of Steve’s ears flush red

“Mm do you wanna? We can be big an I can drive to Uhm” Steve blinks up at him “the the movies? Can have a date?”

Eddie smiles down at him

“Baby, you had a bad day, you gotta rest and recharge. I don’t think you planning a date would be a good idea right now”

Steve pouts up at him “I can be big” he grumbles

“I know you can sweetthing but it’s okay to not be big- you know that”

“But-mmph” steve hides into Eddie’s chest

“But what Stevie?” Eddie pets Steve’s hair again, combs his finger through

“feel bad you take care a’me all the time” he shrugs “should be big an take care of you. Take care of everyone”

Eddie rubs down his back and hugs him close

“Baby, the first talk we had about this stuff was because you were taking care of people too much. You gotta let me take care of you yeah? If not who’s gonna do it Hm? Benny? That puppy is cute but I don’t think he can watch over my baby too much”

Steve looks up at him and gasps

“He can! Benny is good!” Steve turns to look for the stuffed animal, eddie grabs and hands him to Steve

Steve smiles and nuzzles into the soft fur

“But I want to take care of you too okay? I like taking care of my baby. Makes me feel good remember? I like helping you. Whats a king without his knight yeah?” Eddie rubs their noses together, Steve giggles

“You’re king” steve cups at Eddie’s cheek and rubs their noses together again

“Nah baby you are, in a good way. Or you wanna be my little prince?”

Steve giggles, he wraps his arms around Eddie’s shoulders making both of them fall sideways onto the bed

“I can be little Prince” He nods. “s new I like that one”

Eddie brushes away strand of hair fallen over Steve’s face

“Noted little Prince” he pulls the covers over both of them with some difficulty “Does the little Prince wanna sleep now?” Eddie pulls him close into his side

Steve hums “Kisses” he wraps an arm around Eddie’s stomach

“Gnight kisses for benny” Eddie places a kiss onto the stuffed animals head “And Gnight kisses for my baby” he places a kiss on each cheek then his forehead

“Gnight kisses for teddy” steve mumbles, bringing benny up and tapping Eddie’s cheek

“an Gnight kisses for teddy”

Eddie’s heart melts as Steve places a kiss on his cheek before settling back down

“My sweet boy” he mumbles closing his eyes

They finally drift to sleep around 2am. Holding each other close, Steve nuzzles into eddie even in his sleep

Eddie tightens his grip each time

and If Steve wakes up just as small, less fussy and more smiles

Eddie doesn’t mind it one bit

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