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"Christ-" Steve said, he was currently intoxicated (ish he was sober-ing by the minute), hated, a mess, and officially pronounced as "dead". Obviously Steve wasn't dead. But in the sense of his popularity, yeah dead is probably the word to describe it. Steve Harrington did not only puke on AND punch Tommy H. he also cursed him out for calling Robin a f@g. Despite all that Steve drunk or not refused to process all of that. As Steve walked around town looking for anyone who could possibly take him in at about… 3 am maybe? Steve wouldn't know he couldn't read the watch he had on- Steve had few options (which were none except Robin Buckley but she had parents.) The thought came, the thing that Tommy H. said the words that officially made Steve "dead." "I SWEAR HARRINGTON YOU'LL BE DELETED FROM EVER HAVING ANY SORT OF POPULARITY. IT'LL BE SO SHITTY YOU'LL PROBABLY K!LL YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU KNOW STEVE HARRINGTON YOU ARE A WEAK F@G!" It was stupid and made no sense but that happens to a person who gets punched while drunk. Also it's Tommy, the "demon king" or whatever name Steve eventually gives him. Steve missed Eddie, Eddie was the person (Outside of Robin) who would actually love him for this. Quite the opposite of hating. Wait. Eddie. Here's an option that I like. Now Steve was quite the ninja. Goes in quiet goes out quiet, through the window. Steve knocked on Eddie's window. Eddie was writing which Steve could tell was a song. Steve smiled at the sight. As Eddie raised their head and made eye contact with Steve, Steve winked. God he needed it hard. "Harrington- What are you doing in my room?" Steve shushed Eddie "had to see you- hope I didn't wake you. See, I decided I must ride you till I break you. Cause Tommy says I got to go. You're my last meal on death row. " "Steve what hap-" "Shut your mouth," Steve said, holding Eddie's chin. Steve was desperate as ever. "And lose them tighty-whiteys~" Eddie immediately stood grabbing Steve by the waist and beginning to kiss his neck. "Come on! Tonight I'm yours, I'm a dead girl walking." Steve said while struggling with Eddies belt "Get on all fours. Kiss this dead girl walking-" Eddie did as told and god steve would be lying if she said that didn't turn her on even more. "Let's go, you know the drill. I'm hot and pissed and on the pill. Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking." As they made out passionately, Steve broke the kiss. "And you know, you know, you know it's 'cause you're beautiful." Steve caressed Eddie's cheek as he went on "You say that you're just a freak. But I can't agree. So the world's unfair, keep it locked out there. In here it's beautiful. Let's make this beautiful~" "That works for me." Eddie began to tear off Steve's pants while kissing her, again. As they took breaks things were muttered. "How'd you find my address? I think you tore my mattress-!" And god Eddie talked too much (Steve couldn't complain much his voice was hot.) Steve put a finger on Eddie's mouth as if to shush them. "No sleep tonight for you, better chug that Mountain Dew." "Ok ok." Eddie nodded excitedly as she said it "Get your ass in gear. Make this whole town disappear!" "Okay okay!" "Slap me. Pull my hair! Touch me there and there and there." And Eddie did so. "And no more talking~ love this dead girl walking." And Eddie did, gladly. Future Steve will have to face the problems of this, now all Steve needed to think about was how his mind totally underestimated how impossibly hot Eddie could be.