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moneymasnn · 2 years

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The baby sitter and the brother| Mason Mount

Part 2: Contains smut

Notes: This is part 2 to the babysitter and the brother fic, you can read part 1 here hope you guys enjoy xoxo

(also do you guys like the saucy gifs? I prefer them to masons ugly face, joking) x

warnings: smut, F/oral receiving, fingering, swearing, dom mason, cocky mason, some dom y/n. There's loads more...

Part 1

And that's how one thing led to another, and now you were both sitting on the sofa, suppressing your giggles and being careful not to wake up Summer as the film you both had decided to watch was long forgotten.

"Remember at Jazz and Sam's wedding when you drank too much and you threw up all on that ladies dress." You giggled at him, you were both reminiscing on childhood memories and living off the nostalgia from your shared experiences at school.

"I think about it nearly every night before I go to bed." Mason sighs as he downs the rest of his glass.

You were both laughing about times in school, laughing about the teachers in the classes you shared. Until eventually, Mason had opened Facebook on your laptop as you were both looking up the people you went to school with to see what they were up to now since school reunions weren't a thing at your old secondary school.

"Oh, look up Jack Grazley!" You smirked, as Mason turned to you with a disgusted face.

"What?" You giggled, knowing what he was about to say.

"Jack Grazley?" Mason huffed as he started to type the name into the search bar, "Everyone used to fancy him." Mason scoffed as he clicked on the profile that seemed to be him.

"He was my first boyfriend." You wouldn't have said that, but the three glasses you had just downed over the last two hours were to blame for anything you did that night.

"I don't remember that?" Mason said as you looked at his profile to make sure he had clicked on the right one.

"Yep. Oh, that's him! He has a wife now." You say shocked.

"And a kid." Mason adds.

"Was it serious?" Mason asked as you took the laptop out of his hand and started to scroll through the pictures of your childhood boyfriend.

"Not really, it was a few months I think, I lost my virginity to him though." You mentaly cringed as you saw Mason's face drop.

"Wait really? There was no way you shagged the fittest boy in our year in secondary."

"Don't sound so surprised." You hit Mason's shoulder as you put the laptop back on his lap.

"You left Portsmouth when you were what? Fifteen for Chelsea, when I was in year eleven I had a bit of a glow up, got my braces off, puberty hit, I grew boobs. I was a real catch, thank you very much." You smirk at him.

"Yeah I remember." Mason smiles.

"You know I used to have a HUGE crush on you when we were younger." Mason awkwardly laughs as he scratches the back of his neck.

"No you didn't-" you scoff.

"No I definitely did, your sister, Steph used to take the piss out of me because of it."

"There's no way!" You laugh at him.

"Why do you think I always used to sit next to you on the bus, or ask to walk you home? Whenever Steph would come round I would beg her to bring you."

You were speechless. "I- I had no idea."

"Well now you do, fifteen year old Mason was down bad for them bright pink braces you used to have." Mason laughed.

"Ew, why would my mum let me walk out the dentist like that." You both laugh as you turn to look at his face.

Mason still looked the same as he did when he was a child, his jaw had gotten sharper, he had a beard now and the way he had grown his hair out made him look so sexy, especially in the dim light of Jazz's front room.

Your eyes catch Mason's chocolate ones as he's staring deeply into yours, and without warning he crashes his lips onto yours, taking you by surprise, but instead of resisting you end up melting into the kiss. Loving the way his lips feel on yours. He lightly grazes your bottom lip with his tongue, asking for entrance to your mouth, as you open up and let his tongue explore your mouth. Your hand comes up to his chest, then running along his bicep and to the back of his neck, where you hold your hand, your fingertips grazing the short length of his hair as you gently push his face into yours more.

It then hits you what you're doing, you're literally making out with Mason Mount, childhood family friend, on his sister's sofa.

You hum into the kiss before pulling away and placing a hand on Mason's chest, the butterflies swarming your stomach as you could feel his tonest chest through his shirt.

"Mason-"

"Are you okay?" Mason says as he brushes your hair behind your ear.

"We probably shouldn't." you whisper, keeping your head down, refusing to look deep into his brown eyes because you knew you wouldn't be able to resist them.

"We don't have to if you don’t want to-"

"I want to. I really want to, but I'm babysitting-" Mason cuts you off with a quick kiss to the lips, you can sense his smile on your lips as he pulls back slightly, bumping your nose.

"You'll have to be quiet then for me then, won't you?" he whispers in your ear as he bends his head to lightly kiss your neck. You whimper as he drags his teeth along your neck before pulling away.

"Can you do that for me?" Mason's stare was like nothing you had felt before, and the way he was suddenly being so dominant with you was turning you on like crazy. You frantically not your head at Mason's question, but that wasn't enough for him.

"Use your words for me y/n." He whispers as he drags his bottom lip along your ear. Fuck it.

"I'll be quiet for you mase." You had no idea how much that just turned him on.

Mason smirked, "Good girl." Fuck, you had put off letting Mason seduce you for years, but here you were wishing you had done it sooner. Something told you this was about to be the best sex of your life.

You frantically nod your head before straddling Mason's lap, he then picks you up, his hands tightly on your thighs as he walks to the stairs, attacking your collar bone with kisses.

You quietly hum so he can hear you as he walks up to the guest bedroom, shutting the door with his foot. After he has you pressed up against it in a feverish kiss. Masons hands are all over your body, running under your top, his cold hands grazing the skin of your stomach and back down to your waist, as his nails grib into you skin in a bruising tightness.

You place your arms up in the air, signaling for him to take your top off, he pulls the t-shirt over your head before throwing it somewhere in the room, he eventually moves back from you red pump lips, taking in the sight of you topless, a sight mason has been waiting to see for years.

"Fuck y/n." Mason says breathlessly as he pulls away, looking at your breasts, his hand comes up to slide underneath your bra and cup one in his hand like a teenage boy.

You smirk at him, before leaning against his ear and tugging at his hair that's in your hands. It was now your turn to seduce him.

"I want you to fuck me mase." you whisper slowly in his ear.

Mason groans at your words, and the feeling of you pulling on his hair. "Your a fucking dream." He moans before pulling you back from the door, squeezing your bum as hard as he can and placing you down on the bed.

Mason hovers over you as you watch him pull his shirt over his head. One of your hands immediately attaches to his toned chest.

Mason then bends down to kiss along the naked skin of your torso before getting to the place you wanted him most.

When he got to the waistband of your joggers he hooked his fingers underneath, running them along the waistband before pulling out, watching the fabric snap back to your skin. He then stops for a moment, he raises his head and eyebrows, looking you in your eyes. You were about to ask him why his movements had stopped and you realized he was asking for consent, with his eyes. You felt the heat rush to your pussy, can this man get any hotter?

You nod at mason before arching you back, pressing your core up into his face as he sends you a smirk at your clear eagerness. His fingers start to slowly drag down your joggers and thong, he slowly dragged them down to your ankles just to tease you, before pulling them off and discarding them somewhere in the room like he did with your t-shirt and bra.

He then bent back down and pushed your thighs forward, putting them over his shoulders. He kissed the inns of your thighs as he watched you wiggle a bit underneath him, he was teasing you and you knew it.

You could feel his hot breath on your core, and you moaned out when Mason bumped your clit with his nose. You jerked up as Mason pulled away, looking up at you with a smirk. He could see the glistening of how wet you were, seeing how wet he had made you and he hadn't even done anything yet made Mason hungry and he couldn’t wait to taste how sweet you were.

He finally attached his tongue to you, lapping up all your juices as he licked along the bottom of your slit to the top when he got to your clit and swirled his tongue around the nub a few times.

His eyes flickered up to yours a few times, as he watched you throw your head back in pleasure, all he wanted to to hear you scream his name, so he added more pressure with his tongue, using his index finger to tease your entrance as his lips smiled onto you with satisfaction when you started to moan louder.

Mason pulled away as he looked up at you, "We had a deal darling? You've got to be quiet for me, remember." Mason smirked as he dipped his head back down, attacking you again as his tongue started to cat lick your clit.

"It feels so good, mase." You try to whisper moan, as you arch your back, further pushing your core into him as you wanted so badly to cum In his mouth.

With your words of encouragement Mason finally pushed one finger into you, thrusting in and out at a fast pace, wanting to stretch you out since he knew it was big, and he wanted you to be comfortable.

Mason added a second finger, as you had to bite down on your hand to hide your moans.

"I know baby, I know." Mason hummed onto you, sending vibrations through you, but when his lips attached to you nub, lightly sucking you knew you were going to cum, hard.

"Mason I'm gonna cum." Your hips were having trouble staying still as you continued to bite down hard on your hand.

"And I wanna hear you say my name when you do, okay?"

Mason mumbled before attaching his lips back to your clit, sucking on the nub and letting it snapback. Before his lips stayed attached, pulling slightly on the nub, apply incense pressure as he still continued to work his fingers in and out of you. Mason hummed onto your his at the harsh noises of how wet you were for him, feeling a sense of pride every time he felt you drip down his finger.

"Fuck Mason."

You tried your best to keep your moans in but as he pulled off you with a pop then attached back to you again you felt your legs shake as you repeatedly moaned his name at a level you hoped wouldn't be too loud.

"Mase, Mason, Mason." You did as his command as you buck your hips in the air crying out his name as you felt a tear slip from your eye.

Mason lapped up all of your juices before sitting back and conjuring up some spit in his mouth, you watched as he slowly let the spit dribble from your red, sensitive clit, down to your entrance, and onto the bed sheets.

He pulled his joggers off while you were catching your breath before he was hovering over you again, "You taste so fucking good."

He mumbled on your lips before kissing you, letting you have your own taste of yourself.

"You are so good at that." you breathlessly say you cup his cheeks, kissing him intensely.

"I know." Mason winks at you before grabbing your leg, and pushing it up to your head.

His hands hold the back of your thigh as he teases his tip with your entrance, "You so fucking sexy, y/n."

He added just his tip, "I've wanted to do this for so long, you have no idea." He says.

"Mason, please fuck me." You moan into his ear, and mason slams the rest of his dick inside of you as you both gasp as the feeling of you both interlocked.

Mason grabs your thigh, holding it tightly as he starts to slowly thrust into you, which you were thankful for, he was big and you weren't sure if you could handle it.

Mason soaked up every single one of you whimpers and moans and he hums and places his face in the crook of your neck, his pace is slowing down after a while so you pull his head back by his hair.

"I want to ride you."

"Fuck."

You roll over so you're on top of him, but instead of laying back, Mason sits up so he can continue feeling the warmth of your naked body pressed up against his.

You start to rock your hips back and forward as Mason hands are all over your back, pushing you both together as tightly as possible. He dips his head as he starts to suck on your nipple. Swirling around the nipple with his tongue and pulling off it with a pop.

That's what sent you into overdrive as you were going to cum for the second time that night.

The angle you were at caused Mason to rub against your clit, and you knew you were about to cum soon from the feeling like you were about to explode.

"You can cum in me."

Mason's eyes moved from where he was kissing your shoulder to looking up into yours once again as he raised his hand from your back and pushed your hair behind your ear.

"Are you sure?" He was trying to hide his excitement like a child at a fairground.

"I'm so sure, I want you to cum in me, fill me up mase. Please." You threw your head back, the knot in your stomach tightening.

"Fuck." Mason mumbled at your words as he pushed your body close together, thrusting up into you so the moment was more powerful, before you both started your climaxes.

Mason held onto you as tightly as possible as you both hit your orgasms at the same time, the feeling of Mason's warm liquid heating up your insides sending you into overdrive.

You both whispered your moans as Mason continued to hold you close as you both fell back onto the bed, wrapping his hands around your back as he continued to kiss your shoulder.

"Fuck y/n." Mason whispered.

You slip out of him, missing the warmth of his cock nestled in you as you place yourself down on his chest, looping your leg with his.

"If I knew you were that good I would have done this a long time ago."

"Is that your way of saying you want to have a sexual relationship with me y/n y/l/n?" Mason smirks as he brushes back your hair, you loved it when he did that.

"Piss off."

"You'll never be able to resist me now, you'll get withdrawal symptoms."

You giggle on his chest as you feel so content in his arms laying on his naked chest in his older sister's guest bedroom.

"Round two?"

part 3

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master-of-hellfire · 2 years

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POV: Scrolling through Steve Harrington’s camera roll

#stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #icons #stranger things icons #joe keery #joseph quinn #max mayfield #robin buckley #maya hawke #steve the babysitter #natalia dyer #nancy wheeler #ronance #sadie sink #the duffer brothers

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stevesbipanic · 1 year

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El doesn't understand her friends sometimes.

It's to be expected she supposes, growing up in a lab there's sure to be things you don't understand about the real world.

There's things like the war of the stars and the ghost catching car that are stories her friends like. There's things like mouth breathers and bullies and jocks she thinks are a lot like papa. There's things like maths class and school projects and all the things her friends understand so easily.

Her friends are never mean about it, they show her the movies she's missed, they stand up for her against bullies and they explain their maths homework like it's fun and easy which makes her smile.

The biggest thing she doesn't understand is why her friends are mean to Steve about the same things. Steve called the funny little green man Yoba and Lucas laughed at him for two weeks. Steve was watching the sport game on tv and Mike called him a dumb jock, but Steve is nothing like papa. Steve gave Dustin the wrong change and yelled at Steve for not knowing how to count.

El doesn't understand her friends. Don't they know it was hard for Steve too. He didn't grow up in a lab but at least El had siblings growing up, Steve was all alone in that big house he has. Steve didn't have a Papa but once Steve's dad came home and they weren't allowed to see him for a week, El checked on him, Steve's dad yells a lot. Steve got to go to school, but El knows he has trouble reading the big books sometimes.

El tries to tell her friends this, but they say it's different for Steve, and that Steve doesn't mind them teasing him. El doesn't like the word teasing, Angela would tell her teachers the same word. So El helps Steve. She brings Steve over to the cabin to watch the war of the stars together, they giggle at the teddy bears. El asks Steve to teach her how to throw a basketball, she thinks jocks can be nice. El asks Steve for help with her homework, Steve's really good at dioramas. They read the big books together, el shows him how she learnt to sound out the big words, Steve smiles.

El doesn't always understand her friends, but she now she understands Steve a lot more.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eleven hopper #eleven #big brother steve #stranger things s4 #st4 #the party #theyre kinda shit to steve a lot #ficlet #fluff #steve the babysitter

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mroddmod · 2 years

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helping hand

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tennant-the-tigger · 1 year

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The big brother she deserves

My Stranger Things Art | Steve’s Mcnuggets |

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 1 year

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The party hanging out at Steve's place with Max helping out in the kitchen with Steve when Max says:

Max: *softly* I wish I had brother like you, Steve.

Steve: You do have a brother like me, Max.

Max stares at him, scowling. She looked at him like for a minute, and then her lips began to tremble. The tears poured out in buckets, and she had thrown herself into Steve’s arms. Steve couldn't help it. He started to cry, too. That's the moment Eddie chose to walk in.

Eddie: *alarmed* What the hell happened?!

Here were two people he would never expect to see cry, and they were sobbing like babies in the middle of the kitchen.

Max: Steve told me he's like my brother.

Eddie: *confused* Is this brand new information? What does that make me?

Max: *flipping him off* A very distant cousin.

Eddie: Damn, Red. I see how it is. Baby, are you going to let her treat me like that?

Steve: *scoffs* And choose between my sister and my boyfriend? No thanks.

Eddie: This whole damn family is cold-blooded.

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harringroveera · 16 days

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That’s what you get for being annoying Dustin

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kennahjune · 9 days

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Teen Dad AU

Part 6!!!

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The Universe had a strange way of making Steve Harrington hate Life.

Like waking up in a hospital after simply trying to pick up Louie.

Ugh.

Because it was never “simply” anything anymore, right? Now it was monsters and other dimensions and asshole blonds with pretty eyes who liked to beat him half to death.

Oh. And a bunch of mouthy middle schoolers.

“Dude, you up yet?”

“Give him a minute, Mike! He was literally half-dead not even yesterday!”

“Well if he keeps groaning like a zombie I’m gonna assume he’s become one!”

Steve found his voice, although crackly and rough from disuse, just to say “Shut the fuck up.”

“He’s alive!” One of them shouted instead.

Steve peeled his eyes open and immediately groaned at the harsh lights. Blinking against the stark white hospital walls, he turned his head to look at the kids piled in the chairs of the room.

Max and Lucas were squished together in one chair, Mike and Will taking the second. Baby Byers must’ve already been let out. Dustin was sat cross-legged at the foot of Steve’s hospital bed, that El girl right next to him. Steve felt like he was in the middle of an interrogation with how she stared him down.

Steve sat up, ignoring every bodily protest telling him to lay the fuck back down. Dustin grinned wide at Steve, and Steve gave him a very weak smile in return.

“So are you actually alive, now? Cause you still look half-dead,” Max teased, smirking at him. Steve rolled his eyes and flipped her off, snorting when she gave it right back.

“Yay he’s alive wooo!” Mike snarked sarcastically.

Steve huffed, but Mike reminded him of Nancy which then reminded him of how he got dragged into this shit when then reminded him of—

“Fucking shit,” he swore under his breath.

“Are you ok? Do we need to called the nurse?” Will asked tentatively. All the kids suddenly looked on edge at Steve’s perceived pain.

He shook his head quickly and then immediately winced. It felt like his brain was jumping around his skull. “No, no I’m fine. Just— Wheeler where’s your sister?”

Mike stared at him funny. “Dude there is no way you’re thinking of my sister after climbing out of your deathbed.”

“What? Of fucking course I am! She was watching Louie and I never got chance to pick him up or ask her about him—“

“Whoah hey— who’s Louie?” Lucas spoke up.

“He’s—“

“Oh!” Dustin perked up. “Is he the baby my mom’s watching? Little chubby thing that looks like a cute little raisin? He’s got your hair, dude!”

Steve visibly relaxed back into his pillows. “Oh my God. Ok. Ok.” It was fine. Louie was fine. Everything was fine—

“Oh the kid Nancy’s been watching?” Mike perked up. “He’s real cute.”

“Is he your little brother?” Will asked.

Steve was steadying his breathing still, so he shook his head and smiled weakly. “No. No he’s, uh— my son.”

El tilted her head. “You are his Papa?”

Steve looked at her, really took her in; her curly hair, her worn and a little too big button up, her curious head tilt, her big eyes. He smiled at her. “Yeah, sure.”

She smiled back at him, small and shy.

“You have a kid?” Lucas asked.

“Aren’t you like— 15?” Dustin accused.

“He’s like 18.” Max corrected. “He and Billy are in the same grade.”

“17, actually.” Steve informed. “But I’ll be 18 in July.”

“Who’s the mom?” Mike asked.

“Nobody you need to know,” Steve shot back. Mike huffed.

“Why was he at Mike’s?” Will asked. The kid was quiet, much like his older brother. Baby Byers only spoke up after talking to Mike, as if needing reassurance. A massive pang of guilt ran though Steve, remembering all the shit he’d said to Jonathan last year.

Steve cleared his throat. “Nancy was watching him for me for a bit cause I had work.”

Dustin perked up, grinning mischievously. “Where do you work?”

“Yeah, no. You’re not coming by to harass me.”

“Booooo!” Max shouted.

“Party pooper!” Lucas joined, sticking his tongue out. El grinned and stuck her tongue out, too.

It was then that the nurse walked in with Hopper and Mrs. Byers.

Thank God. Because it was seriously starting to feel like an interrogation.

Hopper stole his car.

He stole Steve’s car and refused to let him drive it.

Steve was discharged later the same day he woke up. They gave him some medicine, some papers, and sent him on his way.

But he couldn’t leave because Hopper stole his car.

And then forced Steve to sit in the passenger seat of his stolen car.

Steve had never sat in the passenger seat of his own car.

“Stop huffing and puffing.” Hopper grumbled.

“I’m not huffing and puffing.” Steve (didn’t) huffed.

“Then quit sulking.”

“It’s my own car,I’ll sulk if I want to.”

“You get beat half to death and suddenly gain an attitude.”

Steve smirked out the window. “You and I both know I’ve always had an attitude.”

Hopper made a gruff sound that could’ve been a laugh, probably thinking of every time he’d had to break up one of Steve’s parties or drive him home cause he’d been wandering around drunk off his ass.

Steve perked up when they skipped the turn to go the trailer park.

“Uh, Hop? Where we goin?”

“Relax, brat. Your kid’s still with the Hendersons.”

Oh yeah. Maybe he was more out of it then he thought. Steve relaxed back into the seat a bit more than before.

“Still don’t see why I couldn’t just drive myself,” he muttered, just to be a shit.

Hopper groaned.

When Hop pulled into the Henderson’s driveway Steve wasted no time in getting out. Hopper yelled from somewhere behind him about waiting for the car to stop next time. Steve payed him no mind and ran up the porch stairs to hastily knock on the door.

Mrs. Henderson opened up soon enough, a smile on her face and a hand on her hip.

“Steve, dear, hi!”

Steve smiled shakily down at the short women, pleased to see her but desperate to see Louie.

“Hi, Mrs. H. Is Louie here?”

“Of course, sweetie! He’s with Dusty and his friends, come say hi!” She left back into the house without another word. Steve followed after with Hopper.

Just as Mrs. Henderson claimed, Little Louie was in the living room with The Party. There was a light yellow knitted blanket spread on the floor where they all sat together, except Max and Will, who sat on the couch.

Louie was sat in Mike’s lap, Lucas right in front of them letting Louie play with his fingers. Dustin sat right next to Mike, pressed into his side and cooing down at Louie with a wide grin.

The moment Louie caught sight of his dad he let go of Lucas’ fingers and reached for Steve, bringing the attention of the Brat Brigade onto him.

Steve bent to grab Louie from Mike, his focus solely on his son being back in his arms. Louie babbled happily, his chubby baby hands making grabs for Steve’s hair and tugging lightly. Steve ignored the ache in his head in favor of smiling wide at the babbling baby.

“Hi sweetie, how you doin’ baby?”

Louie’s response was a gummy smile and one of those weird baby gurgle-trills. Steve’s grin only widened.

“Yeah I bet you’re having fun with the brats, huh?”

“Hey!” Dustin scoffed on the floor, pulling Steve’s attention back to the room.

Mike and Lucas were silently pouting, seemingly at the loss of the baby. Dustin looked downright offended at being referred to as a brat. Will and Max were kind of staring at Steve, but he ignored them for the most part outside of shooting them a small smile.

“Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt your time with Louie?” Steve teased, chuckling at Lucas’ bottom lip sticking out. Mike made more of an effort to hide his pout but wasn’t very effective.

“Yeah, jerk. We were having a conversation.” Mike snapped, though there was no real venom in his tone.

Steve snorted, letting Louie pat at his face and ignoring the sting of the bruises. “I sincerely apologize for taking back my son from you heathens.”

“We’re not heathens!” Dustin protested.

“Yeah right! You kids would be the worst bad influences on my baby boy!”

Louie added his two-cents in the response of a squeal and particularly hard hit to the face, unfortunately right on a still healing cut on Steve’s cheekbone. Steve hissed under his breath.

“Alright—“ Mike suddenly appeared in front of Steve and took Louie. “—he’s ours again.”

Steve chuckled. He melted a little inside seeing Mike hold Louie so tenderly. He was so gentle with the baby, such a stark contrast to his usually loud and brash demeanor.

Dustin and Lucas were both up immediately to get the baby’s attention. Steve smiled as much as he could with the now slightly reopened cut, finally relaxing with seeing Louie.

“So when we’re you going to tell us you were a dad?” Max spoke up from the couch.

Steve glanced at her and placed a hand on his hip. “Who’s ‘we’? I met you like two days ago.”

Max rolled her eyes and brought her feet up to sit crisscross on the couch. “Well Billy hasn’t said anything about Louie so I assume you’re on the down low about being a dad.”

Not really, Steve thought. He just hasn’t brought Louie to school with him since Hargrove started. Mason and Gran had no problems helping out so that he could continue senior year without interruption.

But Steve didn’t tell the kids that, simply nodding and smiling.

Mrs. Henderson was reluctant to let Steve leave.

“I mean it, Steve. You have my number, you call me if you need anything at all.” She made him swear.

Dustin was even more reluctant, going as far as to cling to Steve’s sweater.

“You have to give us your address! Come on, man! We wanna see Little Louie!”

So Steve gave in and wrote down the address to the trailer, if only to get Dustin to stop whining. Mike grumbled about how they could’ve just asked Nancy.

Again, Hopper drove. Which absolutely irritated Steve but he wasn’t about to sit and argue with the Chief of police with his baby in the back seat.

But Hopper agreed that Steve could be back to driving himself in the next couple of days— which Steve immediately protested.

How was he meant to get to and from work if he couldn’t drive?

Apparently, Hopper took it upon himself to settle that.

“What do you mean I’m not going to work?”

Hopper grumbled and wiped a hand over his face. Steve might’ve thought he looked pissed, had he not known that’s just Hop’s face.

“I mean you’re mot going to work. I already called your boss, gave them a rundown— the government one with the wild dogs— and she said it’s fine.”

Steve threw his arms out. Was it dramatic? Yes. But Steve deserved to be dramatic after the time he’s had. “I need the money! I fucking live off of those tips, Hop!”

“I know that and I already talked about that, too. You’re still getting paid, don’t worry.” Steve tried to protest again but Hopper gave him this look that made his mouth snap shut. Steve shot his gaze to the floor and crossed his arms.

It was a weird 3 days of no work. Steve spent it at home in the trailer with baby Louie and— occasionally— Gran and the twins.

Eventually, it was time for him to go back.

Steve knocked on the Wheeler’s front door bright and early on Saturday, surprised when Mike opened the door instead of Nancy.

“Hey, Wheeler. Where your sister?”

“In the kitchen. Is that Louie?” Mike grabbed the car seat from Steve without waiting for an answer. Steve shrugged mentally and followed Mike into the living room with the diaper bag.

Color him surprised when he sees the rest of the kids sans El crowded around Little Louie, cooing and grinning while the baby thrives in the attention.

Steve smiled.

Yeah, alright. It was admittedly a very sweet sight.

Maybe everyone knowing about Louie isn’t too bad.

AGH I DID IT!! OMG ITS OUT

I’m so sorry this took so long LMAO

Fuck mental health, my PHYSICAL HEALTH has gone to absolute shit recently. And I’m also dividing my time between Stranger Things and ATLA atm and it’s taking 200% of my motivation lol

Next part should be longer in length and have more Steddie interactions. I’m finally making some progress 😭🙏

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miekasa · 2 years

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when your children are still babies, they get so so upset when gojo comes home and doesn’t immediately pick them up. your baby has recently learned that the sound of the front door opening and closing usually signals the return of their father so tonight, when the door opens, your baby’s head perks up. when he finally takes his shoes off and makes his way into the home, he spots his little angel on the couch. “hi baby!” he coos at them with a smile on his face and his hands full with some packages. “let me go put these down and i’ll be right back!” he tries to explain, to which your baby just obliviously smiles at, just happy to see their father and know that he’s giving them attention. but when they realize that he’s leaving their sight and didn’t immediately pick them up… oh have mercy. it becomes a shit storm because who does he think he is?? to not give his baby all his time and attention! gojo comes running back into the living room confused as to why they’re crying but as soon as he picks them up, they stop crying and start giggling. what a dramatic little baby you’ve been blessed with. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree ig

— doc dad levi anon

SHUT UPPPPP because you know Satoru loves the attention too, they’re a perfect match together bye. All you can do is stand, bemused, as Satoru picks up the baby and almost instantly quells his crying, rocking him back and forth before stretching his arms to hold the kid at eye level with him and cooing, “Oh, I’m sorry my love, I missed you too, soooooo much,” Satoru bends his arms to brush their noses together and grin at the giggles the baby emits, “You missed me too, yeah? Aren’t you the sweetest little thing, missing me like that? So precious.” Satoru covers the baby in kisses and sweet words for nearly five straight minutes and they both love to bask in each other’s attention (you have the videos to prove it).

Something kinda funny tho is… you’re 98% sure your son can tell that Satoru will give into quickest lmfaoo. Your baby cries sometimes when you have to leave him, sure, and can definitely throw a fit when he wants your attention—but he seems to know to cry (or squeal, or babble, or screech) on demand for his sucker of a father. Nanami, Shoko, Megumi, and Yuuta (your on rotation band of baby sitters) have noticed that the kid loves to be held and has no shame gesturing for it—but they’ve never experienced the baby crying when they so much as step away for a moment, unless he’s hungry or needs to be changed. You don’t have the heart to tell Satoru he’s being played tho, so you just let them have their moment <333 (not that it would matter, Satoru can’t stand to see your kid cry in any capacity, so he’d go right back to giving in; plus it’s a win-win in his book anyway: baby stops crying, and he gets cuddles from his son).

(Then again, you think the need and love for attention might just be genetic, because Satoru has cried big tears a handful of times just leaving you and your baby at home for a few hours).

#anonymous #satoru ‘i’m not crying i’m just. really fucking SAD OKAY I MISS THEM!!!!’ gojo #satoru: maybe my eyes are misty!! so what!!! there’s a lady and baby gojo waiting for me at home and i’m HERE! I HATE IT HERE!!!!!!!!#can we talk about your lineup of babysitters tho LMFAOO #you have basically a father number 2 (the one u call on the most bc let’s be real. why wouldn’t you) + the kid ADORES him #also you can leave the kid w nanami for like. more than a day shoukd something happen. he’s the best #he’s gentle he’s reliable he’s safe he just. best godfather fr #shoko who the baby is obviously Safe with in the literal medical sense but god she needs a nap more than he does LMFAO #baby seems to like her tho and she’s always like ‘i can’t believe this is /satoru’s/ spawn’#megumi is basically the kids older brother for all intents and purposes and the baby loves him :(#megumi gets the most squishes (see gently smacked with a baby palm) and kisses and megumi just. allows it :((( so cute :(((#yuuta whos always like you..:. are you sure you want ME to babysit? and then is a natural bye #like wdym you got him to eat the steamed cauliflower AND not spill his yogurt AND only have one outfit change?#anon u make me YEARN #gojo x reader #satoru.ask

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