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❝ A Series of Firsts ❞

an oc x oc collaboration between @super-unpredictable98 / @hawkinsglasscloset and myself, part of our Stranger Timeline'verse, written for @ockissweek.

❧ w.c. 3.8k words ❧ warning(s). oc x oc pairing, children of oc x canon pairings, none really ❧ a/n. features Flor and I's fandom children ocs: Joseph "Joey" Hargrove (Billy & Win's son) and Melody Munson (Eddie & Lydia's daughter)

✧✦ First Kiss, Christmas 1997 ✦✧

Joey huffed a laugh. “You don’t think we’re a little old to play house?” he asked, grinning at his best friend.

"We're only nine..." Melody protested. "Eric from drama likes to play house with me," she pouted, feeling a little embarrassed. "What do we play when we're nine?"

Joey frowned, his stomach doing a little flip. “Oh…” he murmured, suddenly feeling jealous. “We can play,” he amended quickly, changing his mind.

"Are you sure?" Melody insisted, looking at him with her big brown puppy eyes and Joey let out a sigh.

"Yeah, I'm sure," he murmured, his cheeks warming slightly as she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the playroom.

"Okay! So, I'll be the wife, and I'm coming back from working all day as a music teacher!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"Uhm, I guess I'll be the husband, and I'm making you some dinner," Joey replied, going to stand behind the kitchen playset.

Melody got a little purse from her pile of toys and pretended to walk into the house. She walked up to Joey and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. "Hello, darling, what are you making us today?" she asked.

Joey blinked, his face warming. “Uhhh-uhm, I’m making lasagna,” he said, grabbing the first little plastic food he saw.

"That's my favorite! You're the best husband in the world," Melody exclaimed, sitting down at the little table nearby, not even noticing the faint blush on his cheeks.

“Thanks, I’m glad you like it,” Joey said, putting the piece of plastic lasagna on a plate and setting it in front of her with some plastic utensils. “Want some wine to go with that?” he asked, pretending to pour some from the fake bottle.

"Yes, thank you!" Melody took a sip of her 'wine' and pretended to eat her dinner. "I think it's time for us to have a baby! I'm getting old and soon I won't be able to have babies, so we should do it!" she announced suddenly and Joey's eyes went wide.

"What?" he exclaimed. "I-I mean, how would we even... do that?"

Melody frowned for a moment. "I don't know really, but you need to give me a seed and I'll swallow it, then the baby grows in my belly."

"Ohhhh," Joey mused. "I thought there was more to it.... like kissing. That's what my parents do," he said, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Maybe we should kiss, my parents do that as well. I think all married couples do," Melody said, leaning in to press the softest peck to his lips.

It happened to be the moment Joey's father walked past, catching sight of them them through the open door and backed up, trying to stifle an amused laugh. Not wanting to startle them, he knocked instead, leaning casually through the open door. "Hello, you two."

Joey jumped at his dad's voice, his brows leaping up. "Yeah? What is it?" he yelped, quickly pulling away from Melody, definitely not pouting.

"It's dinner time, bud, don't forget to wash your hands," Billy said, opened the door a little more, trying not to smirk.

"Ah... okay," Melody replied, frowning a little.

"Guess we hafta go," Joey mumbled, glancing at her awkwardly.

"We can play again soon," she assured him, taking his hand as they headed to the bathroom sink.

"Okay," he agreed, wondering if she ever kissed Eric from drama class when they played house.

Melody smiled, she'd never ever kissed a boy before, but she didn't want Joey to know that...

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As usual, the children won the war against their parents and they started opening their Christmas presents earlier than midnight. Right after dinner, everyone reunited around the fireplace to open their gifts and drink some tea with gingerbread biscuits.

"Aaaah! We can play doctor now!" Melody exclaimed, looking at her friend's new medical kit with all sorts of colorful tools.

“Yeah! Can we go play, Mom, Dad?” Joey asked, hoping to pick up where they left off.

"Go ahead," Billy nodded, exchanging a look with his wife. "But remember to be careful, playing is only nice when you're both enjoying it..."

"Okay!" Melody exclaimed, following her best friend to her bedroom with her new dolls in hand.

"First it's your turn to be the doctor and my turn to be the patient," Joey said, handing her the doctor's bag. "I think I've broken my arm," he exclaimed, clutching one of his arms to his chest.

"Oh no! Here, I'll put a cast on so it can heal properly," she looked at the fake X-ray and wrapped his arm with one of her scarves "Do you need a kiss to feel better?" she asked, gently kissing the back of his hand.

"Yes, please," Joey said, holding his breath as he waited for her to place a peck to his lips as well.

Melody let out a giggle before pressing a soft kiss to his lips just as the door was opening, not that she noticed. "You're all better now!" she announced.

Win bit her lip as she watched, her heart warming a little at the sight. "Hey kids," she murmured, knocking a little louder and Joey jumped, his cheeks flushing hotly.

"What Mom?" he exclaimed, practically jumping away from Melody for the second time.

"It's time to head home sweetheart. We'll see Lo tomorrow okay?" she said, ruffling his golden curls.

"Tomorrow you get to be the doctor," Melody said before giving him a hug. "Let's go say bye to everyone."

✧✦ Spin the Bottle, 2001 ✦✧

"I'm not playing," Melody said decidedly when Joey suggested they play spin the bottle at his birthday party.

"What? Why not?" he exclaimed, frowning as he studied his best friend's features as they sat in the backyard. "C'mon Lo, don't be a party pooper," he huffed, polishing off the rest of the soda from his bottle to use.

"But I'm saving myself for David Tennant," she insisted, rolling her eyes.

Lately her parents had started to make little jokes about her dating Joey. They thought it was natural since the two had grown up together as best friends, spending nearly all their time together.

"Isn't he a little old for you?" Joey teased, setting the bottle on the table as the rest of his friends gathered around. He nearly mentioned that he'd already stolen her first kiss, even if they were just kids who didn't really know what they were doing.

"Age is just a number, in five years I'll be eighteen and he'll be... thirty six, it won't make a difference," she said with a shrug, reluctantly joining the others.

"I thought you said you weren't playing?" he pointed out, raising an eyebrow at her.

"I'm not, but I'll watch. I'm not gunna do anything stupid."

Joey frowned, but quickly wiped the sour expression from his face. "Suit yourself," he muttered. "Who wants to go first?"

"Think you should, you're the birthday boy," one of the girls from their class exclaimed, smiling shyly at him.

"Yeah, go for it, Joey!" one of his mates agreed, clapping him on the back.

"Alright, if you insist," he said with a grin, giving the bottle a good spin.

Melody's eyes narrowed when the other girl encouraged him. He was popular and handsome, probably the most handsome boy in their class, all the girls wanted to date him. And while she obviously wasn't interested in dating him herself, she still got angry when those attention seekers would throw themselves at him.

When the bottle finally stopped, it was pointing at her and she froze.

Joey's eyes traveled up from the bottle to Melody and his brows raised.

"You sure you don't wanna play?" he asked, wetting his lips expectantly, hoping she'd change her mind. As much as he liked some of the other girls in their class, there was always something about her that made his heart give a stutter, not that he wanted her to know that--to know the extent of his feelings. After all, she'd made it pretty clear that she only liked him as a friend.

"Fine, I'll play," she mumbled, looking down as she tucked her hair behind her ears. "It's not a big deal, right? It's just a kiss."

"Yeah, no big deal," he repeated faintly, leaning over the table halfway, waiting for her to bridge the rest of the gap.

Melody felt her heart racing the closer she got to Joey. She hoped he couldn't sense it or hear it, because for her it was really loud. She didn't like him in that way... she was so sure of it... but she couldn't keep the blush from her cheeks when their lips finally touched.

Joey's eyes slipped shut as he kissed her, forgetting for the moment that they were in the middle of his party, wishing he could keep kissing her when she quickly pulled away and his eyes snapped open, his stomach dropping like a block of ice had settled there.

She wanted to kiss him more, she couldn't stop thinking about how cute it was when he asked for a kiss when playing house back when they were young. She sat back down and brought her knees close to her chest, feeling like she somehow messed it up.

Joey’s mouth opened, but the words wouldn’t come, and one look at Melody made him feel like he’d messed up big time; he should’ve never made her play.

“Earth to Joey! It’s my turn,” the girl who’d urged him to go first exclaimed, grabbing the bottle and giving it a spin, gasping excitedly when it slowly stopped in front of him. “Looks like we get to kiss,” she said, wearing a giddy grin, and he finally blinked, turning to focus on her.

“Oh, right, okay,” he said, leaning in to press his lips to hers.

Melody watched and out of nowhere, she felt like she was about to cry. She felt her eyes fill with tears, but she couldn't do that in front of everyone.

"What, Dad?" she called, pretending like she heard her father calling. "I'll be right back, keep going," she muttered, slipping out of her seat to run to her father and far from view, hugging him tightly as she began to sob in his arms.

Joey frowned at his friend’s sudden disappearance, staring after her. He didn’t exactly want to play anymore, but his friends were enjoying themselves, oblivious to his discomfort.

“Baby, what’s the matter?” Eddie exclaimed, squeezing his daughter tight as she sobbed into his shirt. “What happened?” he asked, unable to keep the worry from his voice.

"I don't wanna say it out loud, I'm so dumb! Can we leave?" Melody whimpered quietly.

Nearby, Lydia thought about asking her daughter again what was wrong, saying she could tell them anything, but she knew her husband could handle it, and sometimes tween girls just had to cry and sort themselves out.

“Hey, you’re not dumb,” Eddie murmured, pulling back to wipe her tears with his thumbs. “Are you sure you wanna leave? It’s your best friend’s party,” he said gently.

"Just for a few minutes, we can come back to sing Happy Birthday," she mumbled, sniffling. They lived right next door, so it wouldn't be a problem.

“Okay sweetheart,” he agreed, straightening. “She wants to head home for a sec,” he said quietly to his wife. “I think she just wants to compose herself.”

"Alright, I'll let you guys know when the cake comes out," Lydia smiled sadly, stroking her daughter's dark curls before they crossed to their own yard.

"If I tell you what happened, you and Mum will laugh at me," Melody whispered.

“Never,” Eddie said seriously, shaking his head, his long hair swaying.

"I kissed Joey for spin the bottle, but I was embarrassed so I pulled away and then he looked sad and then this other girl spun and she kissed him and I felt really bad," she exclaimed, her words rushing out before she hid against her father's chest once more.

“Oh kiddo, I’m sorry. Have you considered that you feel bad because you like Joey?” he asked gently, rubbing her back soothingly.

"I don't know..." she murmured, still not wanting to admit it to herself. "I didn't think I should, but I felt weird when I kissed him."

"Weird, how?"

"Weird like... I didn't want it to end."

Eddie chuckled softly. "Sounds like maybe you like Joe more than you think. But you're still young, you never know what's gunna happen," he said, smoothing her hair.

"Hey, is everything alright? I saw you guys leaving. Is Lo not feeling well?" Win exclaimed, hurrying over to check on them.

"Yeah, she started feeling sick and wanted to lay down for a sec," Eddie said.

"You poor thing," Win murmured, patting Melody's shoulder.

"I just have a headache, I'll be out for the cake, Aunt Winnie," she assured her, smiling sadly. "Don't tell Joey, I don't want him to worry."

"I won't, sweetheart, you go rest, okay?" Win said, offering her an apologetic smile.

Melody nodded and sat on the couch with her father, curled up like when she was a little kid. "You're right, we still have time, I guess."

✧✦ Make Out Spot, 2005 ✦✧

"Daaaaad, get the door, it's Joey," Melody yelled from her bedroom as she was getting ready.

"Yeah yeah," Eddie grumbled, rolling his eyes as he pushed up off the couch to open the door. "You know you coulda just come in, like you usually do," he chuckled, stepping aside for Joey to come in.

"Oh, uh yeah, I guess," the young man mumbled, running his hand awkwardly through his golden blonde hair. "It just kinda feels different now that I'm datin' Lo, y'know?" he said and Eddie clapped him on the shoulder.

"You trying to make a good impression or something? Not like we haven't known you all your life," he joked.

"Of course he's gotta make a good impression, I taught him well," Billy chuckled, following his son in.

"A better impression than you made with my dad," Win joked.

"Hey, Joey!" Melody called as she left her bedroom all dolled up for their date.

Many years passed since his birthday party. Well, actually only four and a half, but it felt like much longer.

"Lo!" Joey exclaimed, brightening, his lips pulling into a wide grin. "You look amazing," he breathed.

"Aww look how pretty you two are," Lydia cried, grabbing her Nokia to take a photo.

"So do you!" Melody ran to give him a hug. "We should get going, we'll miss the movie and... all that."

"Yep, see you guys later," Joey called to their parents as he led his girlfriend to the door.

"Can you drive us to that street where nobody can see us?" She whispered.

"Yep," Joey whispered back with a small smirk, opening his car door for her.

Melody got inside and placed her hand on his thigh as soon as he joined her. "I missed you, babe."

"Missed you too," he drawled, grinning at her. "We're not really going to the movies are we?" he asked, pulling away from the curb to head to their usual make out spot.

"Maybe later. There's something I wanna do first..." she smirked, playing with his golden curls.

"Oh? Like what?" he asked, glancing at her as he drove, heat rushing through him at the look she gave him.

"I don't know, just... talk," she whispered and pressed a kiss to his cheek. She slowly dragged her lips along his jaw then down to his neck. "Like that."

"Ohhh, I see," he breathed, swallowing thickly, shifting slightly in his seat against the tightening in his jeans, quickly pulling off the street to park under the flyover where they'd be hidden from view. "I like the sound of that," he said, putting the car in park and turning in his seat to catch her lips.

Melody climbed into his lap while they kissed. She couldn't even imagine how silly she was to ever deny her feelings for Joe. "You're so handsome, I can't deal."

"Aren't you just adorable?" he chuckled, moaning as he pushed his seat back to give her more room, his hands sliding down her back to grasp her ass.

"I love you," she murmured in between kisses. "I'll never waste any time not kissing you again."

“Love you too, beautiful,” he groaned, his lips moving against hers, parting to flick his tongue against the inside of her teeth. “What brought this on?” he asked, catching his breath.

"Just feel like I wasted a long time not kissing you. We could've been kissing for years... but I was stubborn."

Joey chuckled, tucking one of her dark curls behind her ear. “You just had to make me fight for it,” he teased, nibbling at her bottom lip.

"It was pretty cute to watch you fight for it..." Melody admitted. "You're so romantic, I just couldn't resist."

“I always knew I wanted you to be mine,” he whispered, fixing every curve of her face into his memory. “I just had to prove it to you first,” he teased, kissing her deeper. “And it was worth it,” he added, nuzzling the tip of his nose against hers.

"It was," she agreed before wrinkling her nose at him. "You always knew? Even when we were little?" she laughed, wrapping her arms around him.

“Well,” he hesitated, chuckling sheepishly. “At least since that very first kiss, when we were playing house,” he admitted. “It was then I decided I wanted to marry you for real.”

"Awww Joeeey! That's the cutest thing I've ever heard! I told my dad that night that I wanted to be with you... I said some other stuff too, but it's not important."

“What other stuff?” He asked, his brows raising curiously as he tickled her sides, mischief sparkling in his clear blue eyes.

"Well... I said it would either be you or David Tennant, that I wanted to wait and see who would win," she laughed and squealed, squirming in his grasp.

“You little tart!” he gasped, laughing along with her. “I can’t believe I almost lost to him!”

"Naaah he's handsome and really nice, but he's Aunt Blossom's best friend, it would be weird..." she said to wind Joey up as if that was the only decisive factor.

“Oh, that’s the only reason?” he exclaimed, pouting up at her.

"No, silly. You're the one I really like, you're the most handsome, cutest boy to ever exist and I love you. Not anyone else, just you."

His expression softened. “I love you too, Lo, and I always will,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers.

✧✦ First Kiss as Husband and Wife, 2008 ✦✧

The doors to the venue opened and the sun flooded the open hall. Melody stood there in her white princess dress, arm locked with her father's.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Billy whispered to his son as they stood at the altar.

“More beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen,” Joey breathed, unable to tear his eyes away from her, emotion catching in his throat and tearing in his eyes.

"Just wait until you have your first baby," Billy chuckled, rubbing his son's shoulders.

“You ready, sweetheart?” Eddie asked, leaning in to whisper in his daughter’s ear.

"Yes, Daddy," Melody nodded as they made their way down the aisle. "This is so much more perfect than I could've wished for."

Joey nearly lost it at the thought, quickly breathing in sharply and blinking the moisture from his eyes as his bride approached him. He felt like his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

“You deserve it and more,” Eddie murmured, kissing her cheek as they stopped in front of the groom and he reluctantly let her step away from his side.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the love of Melody Charlotte Munson and Joseph William Hargrove, two lovers who have chosen each other since they could understand what love is. Now the bride and groom have chosen to read their own vows," the officiant said, gesturing to the two of them.

Melody took a deep breath, turning to slip her hands in his, her eyes finding his and holding them. "Joey, I've heard that vows are not made to say how much you love someone because they likely already know. Vows are the promises you will keep during the marriage, and I have a few.

"I promise that I'll always leave you the last slice of pizza. I promise to take care of you when you're sick, to hold your hand when something scary is coming. I promise to never let you forget how much you matter to me and how handsome you are. I promise to be there on the bad days and good days, fighting or celebrating. Every moment from now on, it'll be us, just us," Melody said, smiling warming at him, her heart in her throat.

Joey’s lip trembled softly as he fought not to break down, his chest aching with affection and he squeezed her hands, looking into her eyes. “And I vow to always be there for you whether you need me or you wanna be the strong one. I promise to always make you feel beautiful and know that you’re loved, even if we’re fighting. You’ve always been my best friend and I want us to always be friends as well as lovers,” he said, taking a steadying breath as his voice nearly wavered.

The Officiant nodded, smiling as she turned back to Melody.

"Melody Charlotte Munson, do you take Joseph William Hargrove as your husband to love and cherish as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," she said, sliding the wedding ring onto his finger.

"Joseph William Hargrove, do you take Melody Charlotte Munson as your wife to love and cherish as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," he exclaimed, his face breaking into a beaming smile as he slipped her ring onto her finger. "Does this mean I can finally kiss her?" he asked, flashing the officiant an eager grin.

"I now declare you husband and wife. Go ahead, you may kiss the bride," she chuckled.

Melody let out a little scream and jumped into her husband's arms, kissing him as if it was the first time. Joey smiled against her lips, holding her tightly against him as he kissed her back. He barely registered the cheers and applause from the audience as they embraced.

"Finally..." she breathed. "Mr. Hargrove, I love you."

“What a coincidence, I love you, Mrs. Hargrove,” he replied, pressing his forehead to hers as he stared into her eyes. “I’ve waited so long to be able to call you that,” he chuckled.

"Now we get to play house for real!" she whispered. "And maybe later we can play some other interesting games..."

Joey smirked. “Now that sounds like fun. I’d love to hear what you have in mind,” he drawled, stealing another kiss before turning to wave at their friends and family.

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