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it doesn't change anything | steve harrington

synopsis - a baby really does change everything doesn't it? right...?

pairing - steve harrington x reader

warning/s - cursing, mentions of miscarriage, reader being insecure, child birth and i think that's it. feel free to correct me if i'm wrong though.

author's note - thank you all so much for all the likes and reblogs that you have given my story !! i literally did not expect for it to blow up. you guys literally have no idea how thankful i am right now. i really really appreciate it. i love y'all so much !! here's the long awaited pt. 2 to "it changes everything"

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It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington
It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington
It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington

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It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington

To say Steve was mad would be an understatement. He was so furious at you for keeping your pregnancy from him, he was also furious at you for refusing to go to the doctor to check on your baby, but most importantly, he was furious at himself for being so oblivious. That’s why you were constantly eating, he thought that maybe you were just stress eating. Every pregnancy symptom you showed, he thought that you were just stressed from all of the things happening around you. The thought of you being pregnant didn’t even cross his mind, not even once. 

As soon as Steve got home to his apartment, his telephone was bombarded with calls. “Jesus, just fucking wait” he muttered as he made his way to the kitchen. “Hello?” 

As Nancy opened her mouth to answer, she was already too late since Robin had beat her to it. “They said it was cause of stress and fatigue” 

As Nancy opened her mouth to answer, she was already too late since Robin had beat her to it. “They said it was cause of stress and fatigue” 

As Nancy opened her mouth to answer, she was already too late since Robin had beat her to it. “They said it was cause of stress and fatigue” 

Steve glanced at his best friend which was then followed with a nod. He was still in a state of shock. Everything that's happening right now didn’t make sense to him at all, it felt like a fever dream. 

“How long have you guys been here?” He asked the three adults in front of him seeing as the teenagers were already sleeping on the couch and on the extra chairs. 

“Well after you left, that’s when she fainted. So if you add the time it got you to your house plus the time it took to get you to this hospital. Then that would be how long we were in here” Robin started to blabber. Steve knew that Robin too, was nervous for her best friend. 

“It’s fine you guys can go home, I can go look after her” Steve had plastered on a fake smile as his friends all looked at each other in concern. “Are you sure, Steve? I mean we can handle it” Nancy said as Jonathan looked at her then nodded. 

“Yes, I’m sure. Besides, the kids need to sleep anyways” The brown-eyed boy laughed humorlessly. 

“Okay. You can call us if you need anything. Anything, okay?” Robin stated as Jonathan and Nancy started waking up the sleeping teenagers surrounding them. 

They all bid their farewells to Steve as he led them out. As Dustin was heading out the door, he suddenly stopped in front of the adult in front of him. “Hey Steve?” 

Steve hummed in reply. “Don’t mess up” Dustin said as he put his hands on the brown-eyed boy’s shoulder. “Gee, thanks for the advice man” He replied as he pressed his lips together. 

Dustin gave the boy one last hug as he followed the others. Finally alone in the room with (Y/N), Steve had nothing to do but overthink. 

It has been 13 hours since you had fainted and Steve never left your side. The only times he ever did was for bathroom breaks and to get food. However, he never had the appetite to finish them. So they just sat there on the bedside table left untouched. 

Steve was pacing the room back and forth, he couldn’t stay still. Just as he was about to call a doctor for the third time, your eyes started to flutter open.

It was bright. That was the first thing you had observed. It took a while before your eyes had adjusted to the brightness of the light bulbs, but when you were fully conscious, you saw Steve’s face in front of you. He had a smile plastered on his face. 

“What happened?” You managed to croak out. “Well you fainted last night, and you know, you’re pregnant so we obviously had to bring you to the hospital” 

Everything started to finally come back to you. Robin telling Steve that you were pregnant. You and him getting into a fight right after, and the darkness engulfing you later on. 

“So you know now, huh?” You laughed without any humor laced into it. “Yes” He replied as you felt him stiffen. 

“Why would you keep this from me? This isn’t only your baby, it’s OUR baby” 

You stared at him as your face fell. “Well, you didn’t want to stay with me anymore. And I know that if I told you about the baby, you would’ve changed your decision about the divorce” 

“Damn right, I would’ve. Being apart from each other won’t be the best for the baby” Steve spat. 

“But being with each other won’t be the best for us” You fought back as his eyebrows furrowed in anger. “If Robin didn’t tell me about this, would you have told me at all?” He queried. 

You took a deep breath before answering, “Of course I would’ve. You’re the father, Steve.” you held both of his hands. “You have a right to know” you added.

The brown-eyed boy’s face had softened after he was reassured with what you said. He then put a big smile on his face after having a realization. 

“So we have a little nugget on the way now, don’t we?” He chuckled. 

five months gone

It had been a few months after the incident happened and you were now five months into your pregnancy. Of course, Steve had managed to find a way to convince you to start going to your doctor’s appointments. He had accompanied you to the first ultrasound of your pregnancy, and when he saw the baby’s silhouette on the screen, he couldn’t help but shed a tear. 

Today was the day you were supposed to find out what the baby’s gender is. However, even though Steve was practically on his knees begging for the doctor to tell the two of you what the gender was, you wanted it to be a surprise for the both of you. Steve just sighed in defeat knowing that you were stubborn enough to not let yourself lose. 

When you got home, Steve stayed with you. He was an amazing co-parent to have with you. Even though you two were divorced, he still showed you that he cared for you. Although, half of you think that it’s only because of the baby you were carrying. 

You got too lost in your thoughts to even notice that there was somebody ringing the doorbell. “Hey, (Y/N)! There’s somebody at the door! I would go get it but I can’t because I’m cooking!” Steve yelled from your kitchen. 

Pulling away from your thoughts, you got up and went to the door. “Hey sorry for taking long–” 

Robin was standing in front of you with your favorite foods in her hand. “Hi” She smiled at you as your face dropped from seeing her. “What are you doing here?” 

“Well, I figured you and the baby might be hungry so I decided to stop by” She chuckled. 

This would be the first time you talked to Robin after the incident that happened. The game nights still happened every Friday. However, even after her many attempts, you still had refused to talk to her. You couldn’t fathom how she was the one person you had trusted, yet she had spilled your secret to the very person you didn’t want to find out about it. 

“We’re fine, Steve is making us food from the kitchen” 

“(Y/N), how long are you gonna keep on ignoring me? I learned from my mistakes and I only wanted what was best for you–” “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT’S BEST FOR ME!”

“I trusted you, Robin. I trusted you with a big secret that I had and you have the audacity to make yourself a victim right now?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. 

“I didn’t need you to do that for me. So no, I can’t forgive you right now no matter how many times you apologize. Now, get out of my face before I kill you” You yelled. 

“(Y/N)–” “GET OUT!” 

Robin put her head down in defeat, she messed up and she knew it. 

Just as soon as you closed the door, Steve came running to the front door after hearing you yell. “Hey, is everything okay?” He put his hands on your shoulders. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just about something” You forced a smile onto your face. 

Steve smiled back before pulling you in for a tight embrace. “Not too tight. Baby bump” you giggled. “Oop, sorry” 

The two of you stayed like that for a while. It was rare moments like this that made you happy. Just the two of you together, against the world. 

“By the way food is ready”

three months gone

It was now the eighth month of your pregnancy. You had a baby bag packed and ready to go anytime the baby wanted to pop out of you. Steve was also checking in on you everyday, making sure you weren’t dead yet. 

You were in the middle of making yourself pickles with peanut butter on them when you heard a knock on your door. “Just a second” you chuckled as you licked the remaining peanut butter that was on your spoon. 

When you opened the door, Steve was standing on your doorway with a serious look on his face. “Oh hi” your face dropped at the expression his face had. “Can we talk? This is really important and I think it’s about time we discuss this” He said with a serious tone laced on his voice. “Oh uhm sure” You said as you led him inside your house.

As the two of you sat on your table, you offered him something to eat, in which he declined and tried to converse with you to address the elephant in the room.

“So how have you been?” He awkwardly asked. “Steve, you’re on the phone with me 24/7. Just skip the small talk and just get straight to the point” 

Steve was baffled at her response, yet he complied and got straight to the reason as to why he went to her place in the first place.

“I think it’s about time we talk about our schedule with the baby” He started as you made eye contact with him letting him know that he has your full attention.

“I was thinking we could switch every 2 weeks? We'll live close to each other so he or she won't have to adjust to a new place every time we have her.” 

You nodded at his suggestion before opening your mouth to state a query that you had in mind. 

“Uhm, what holidays do you want to have the baby?” 

Steve thought for a second before replying to your question. “You can have the baby for their first Christmas. I know how important Christmas is for you” 

You shook your head at his response. Steve furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. 

“No. We can spend the baby’s first Christmas all together. The baby deserves to have two happy parents on Christmas” you suggested.

The brunette boy sat in his seat with his mouth agape. However, you were getting the wrong idea from his current position. “Only if you want” you added nervously.

Steve shook his head “No, no. Of course I want to. Thank you” He gave you a genuine smile.

Steve couldn't help but smile at what his ex-lover had stated. It was thoughtful of her to say that, and knowing that she still cares for him made his heart skip a beat.

“So do you have any baby names in mind?” You asked your ex-husband to hopefully get your mind off of the conversation you had just a few seconds ago. Steve nodded, “Yeah, I have a few actually” 

“Let’s hear it then” you warmly smiled at him. “Well do you remember the flowers I gave you on our first date?” He asked as you raised your eyebrows at him. “Pink lilies of the valley?”

“Yeah! I was playing around with names and I really liked the name ‘Lilliana’. We can call her Lily for short.” 

He looked into your eyes, waiting for a sign of approval from you. “It’s really pretty and it has a sentimental meaning attached to it” Steve added. 

“Lilliana it is then. How about a boy's name?” You asked him. Steve awkwardly scratched the back of his neck before replying “Well, I kinda forgot about that part”

“What made you so sure that this baby isn't a boy?” 

“Well what made you so sure that it’s not a girl?” He asked back at you. “Cause I have motherly instincts, Steve” You scoffed. 

“Maybe you should decide then.” Steve offered, which you gladly accepted. “How about Luke? From Star Wars you know? The first movie we watched together” 

Steve had a flashback of the night you two went out for a date. It was raining and the theatres were closed, both of you were completely drenched in the backseat of his car before finally deciding to just rent out the movie “Star Wars”. It was also the first time you two shared your first kiss together. 

“I like that, very sentimental too” He chuckled as you hid your face to prevent him from seeing the blush that was creeping up on your face. “Luke it is then” you smiled.

“Well since we have shared custody of the baby, I would like for you to meet my girlfriend. Since you know, she’ll be helping me take care of the baby”

Girlfriend. Steve had a girlfriend.

You had completely forgotten about the time you were at the mall when you saw him practically snogging the girl in public. You felt your heart drop at the topic, yet you sucked it up so Steve wouldn’t notice it.

“Yeah, for sure. When though?” You asked, forcing a smile onto your face. 

“Anytime, really. We don’t mind.” 

“Would Thursday be a good day?” You asked, trying to seem interested in the said topic. “Yeah of course! I’m so excited for you to meet her” Steve smiled in response.

“Yeah me too!”

Nope, definitely not excited

Steve was right about her, the girl was a complete sweetheart. You couldn’t bring yourself to hate her. I mean how could anyone?

She didn’t mind that you were having a baby with him, she supported him with all of her heart. Not only that but she was also really beautiful. Like a goddess type of beautiful. 

You couldn’t help but feel insecure. In this moment, you knew that you had lost. If it wasn’t for your baby, Steve wouldn’t have stayed in contact with you. I mean who would get back to you if they saw this beauty? 

The girl could even be a better mother than you. Just then, a thousand insecure thoughts started to fill your head. In times like this, you could only turn to one person, and one person only. 

You dialed the phone number onto your telephone, it was ringing for a few moments until a familiar voice answered. “Hello?”

“Hey Robin, Can you come over?”

Not even a few minutes went by, Robin was already at your house. You had ranted about Steve’s new perfect girlfriend to her. 

Robin was in disbelief, “(Y/N), calm down” 

“I can’t just calm down, Robin. I look like a huge potato right now because of this belly” You sobbed into the tissue she gave you. 

“That’s because you’re pregnant. P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T. Have you seen yourself before you were pregnant? I would’ve totally hit on you if you were single” She said as you laughed at her statement.

You couldn’t stay mad at Robin for that long, of course you wanted to, but you just couldn’t.

“You know what, Robin? I missed this” You smiled genuinely at her. “Me too”

“I’m so sorry for what I did to you. It was unacceptable! I couldn’t believe myself. I only said that because I was worried of you cause if you ever—“ “Robin, breathe” 

She exhaled as you giggled at her behavior. “It’s all forgiven now, Robin. Don’t worry about it” 

“Really?” Her eyes lit up. “Of course.” You said as you pulled her in for a tight embrace. 

“Although, I do prefer you apologizing to me with snacks.” You smiled innocently at her. 

“You are such a jerk”

one month gone

Your water had just broke and you had notified Steve about it. He was now going to the hospital as fast as he could. 

When he got to your room, he saw you walking around, hands pressed against your waist with your face scrunching up in pain.

“Hi” He smiled nervously at you. “Why are you nervous, Steve Harrington? Are you the one pushing a baby out of your vagina?” You snapped back at him.

“Geez, no need to be aggressive” 

“Shut up before I kill you” You gritted your teeth together as another contraction hit you. 

“Are you okay? Do you need anything?” He asked as he was panicking. “I need this baby out of me right now. Can you do that, Harrington? It’s freaking Christmas Eve later yet I’m spending it at the hospital in pain” you took a deep breath before laying down on the bed again. 

“Hey, I’m here okay?” Steve kissed your forehead as you smiled at him. “I know, thanks for coming.” 

“Well I mean, do I have any other choice?” he joked as you playfully punched his chest at the remark he made. “I’m kidding. Just try to rest ok?” he kissed your forehead again before he got to rest himself as well. 

He woke up 8 hours later and spent the last 2 hours watching TV. The time was now 11:35. Steve decided that you also needed food to at least make your Christmas Eve happy. He saw that you were still sleeping, so he quietly made his way to the door and bought some food.

Steve was gone for 20 minutes. 20 minutes tops. Yet when he came back, you were surrounded by doctors as you were pushing this baby out. 

He dropped the food he brought to the table and rushed towards you to hold your hand. 

“Push, (Y/N), push!” The doctor was encouraging you to do so. Even though it was painful, you complied with them. “I can see the head now. You’re doing so good (Y/N)! Just one more. One more!”

Steve’s hand was sweating, he was nervous at the situation happening in front of him. As he was about to say something encouraging to you, he was abruptly stopped by the sound of a baby’s cry.

“It’s a girl!” 

And just like that Steve’s life flashed before his eyes. 

six months gone

Your daughter, Lilliana, had just started teething. She would bite anything her teeth would grab a hold on. 

One of her newest victims was her father. 

“Ow! You hurt daddy, Lily.” Steve pouted as he played with your daughter. Lilliana started laughing at his gesture. “Oh, so you like it when daddy gets hurt?” He put his hands on his chest as your daughter started laughing more. 

“Honey, I’m home” you shouted as you heard laughing from upstairs. As you climbed up the stairs, the laughing started getting louder and louder. “What is going on here?” you chuckled as you watched your husband fake crying. “Well, Miss Lily here thinks that daddy getting hurt is funny” 

You laughed at what Steve had said. “Is that true, sweets?” 

“Is that true?” You bopped her nose as she laughed harder. “She's been biting an awful lot lately” Steve said as he grabbed her from the crib and held her in his arms. Lilliana took this as an opportunity to bite him again. “OW!” He flinched as the little devil in his arms started biting him again. She laughed once again, as you stared at your little family lovingly.

nine months gone

Lilliana had just started crawling, and she was not normal. She was crawling backwards, which was weird. 

“No Lily, you crawl like this. Forward, not backward” you showed her how but she disregarded it and just continued to crawl backwards again. “You never listen to mommy, don’t you?” 

“Steve!” You called out from the living room. “Yes?’ He stuck his head out of the kitchen. “Why is my baby crawling backwards?” 

“Wait what?” 

“She is! Like look at her!” You exclaimed as Steve sprinted towards the living room. He looked at her then started laughing like a maniac.

“Oh my god. I live with two babies” You rolled your eyes as Steve started cheering Lilliana on. “You’re supposed to be teaching her how to crawl properly, not encouraging her”

“This is how I crawled as a baby. Beeboop beeboop” He started laughing again as he watched your baby crawl backwards again.

You sighed at the sight of them. “Like father, like daughter”

five years gone

It was now Lilliana’s first day of kindergarten. She made sure to prepare everything she needed the night before. You were proud of your daughter for being independent and very mature for her age. 

“You sure you got everything, love?” You asked again as she sighed at you. “Yes, mom” 

“Was that a sigh I heard?” Steve pointed his eyebrows at her. (Y/N) laughed at the scene that was unveiling in front of her. “Okay honey, you need to go now. Promise me you won’t cry?” Lilliana just nodded in reply as her parents kissed her forehead goodbye. 

“I need to go now bye mommy, bye daddy!” She said as she gave a kiss to the both of you on your cheeks once again.

You and Steve stood there in surprise. Lilliana didn’t even cry 

“What just happened?” Steve was perplexed. “Well that was anticlimactic.” Your eyes widened at the little girl’s gesture. “I expected her to beg us not to go.” You added as you turned to look at Steve who was standing beside you bewildered. 

His little girl was all grown up. 

seven years gone

“No! Lily favors me!” you heard shouting from Nancy and Jonathan’s living room. “No! She said that I’m her favorite!” you heard another one fight back. 

You made your way to their kitchen and saw the kids, who were now young adults fighting over your daughter. 

“The last time I saw Lily, I asked her if I was her favorite and she said yes!” Lucas raised his voice. “Because you were the only person there, dipshit!” Dustin snapped back. 

“Hey! Hey! Language! My daughter's right in front of you guys.” Steve interfered with the argument. 

“But Lilliana is always excited to see me” El said softly. “You’re lying!”

“She loves me cause I’m the only one that has unique and beautiful hair” Max rolled her eyes as if she was pointing out the obvious. 

“Shut up, Max. Nobody likes redheads!” Mike said to her. Max gasps at the statement that he made. “Well clearly Lily does!”

The young adults were fighting over who your daughter favored. You mentally slapped your forehead at this pointless argument. 

The yelling was starting to get louder and everyone was basically using this as an excuse to judge each other and before you decided to start to intervene in the argument unfolding in front of you, Steve had beaten you to it. 

“Guys, it’s obvious she favors me” He rolled his eyes.

thirteen years gone

Lily had just arrived home from school, sulking. You noticed the change in her behavior after she slammed the door to her room. “Hey! No slamming the doors young lady!” 

Wiping the excess water off of your hands, you went up the stairs and made your way to your daughter’s bedroom. You heard sniffling from inside but before you could even open your mouth to speak, you heard your husband’s voice coming from inside. 

“Hey, he’s just a stupid boy okay?” Steve said as he pulled your daughter in for a tight hug. “He doesn’t deserve you and you certainly don’t deserve someone who acts like that” He added as Lilliana started sobbing into his neck. 

He rubbed his hand comfortingly up and down Lily’s back as she was letting out soft sobs. Steve was the perfect dad. 

fourteen years gone

“First day of High School! You made it honey!” You and Steve were ecstatic for your daughter. Even though she acted as if she didn’t care, you knew deep down she did. 

“Do you have everything packed?” Steve, once again asked for the ninth time. “Yes, dad” Lilliana rolled her eyes. 

You chuckled at the father and daughter. “Hey don’t you dare roll your eyes at me” Steve pointed at her. 

“One more picture!”

“What? Mom? No!” Lilliana protested. “Pretty please?” you pouted at her which was then followed by Steve doing the same thing. 

“Please Lily, this’ll be your mom and I’s remembrance that our little girl is growing up–”

“Mr. Harrington, are you there?” 

Steve was abruptly awakened from his daydreaming. “What?” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “We said, what do you want to name your daughter?” The nurse in front of him replied. 

(Y/N) looked at Steve for reassurance that he can name their baby. As Steve caught a glimpse of his daughter, tears started forming in his eyes. 

“Do you want to hold her, Mr. Harrington” The nurse asked as Steve can only do so much but nod. He was stunned in place, no words were able to come out of his mouth as his only focus right now was on his daughter. 

(Y/N) smiled at the two, it was her little family. 

“Merry Christmas, Steve” 

And Lilliana did have two happy parents on her first christmas, because at exactly 12:00 am of December 25, 1990, a baby girl was born to Steve Harrington and Y/n Y/l/n. 

three years gone

“Are you excited to be the flower girl, Lily?” Steve enthusiastically asked his daughter who was in front of him. She nodded shyly as Steve tickled her. Her laughter was music to his ears, he could never get enough of her. 

“Ooh, it’s time. Are you excited to see mommy in a dress?” 

“Yes!” Lilliana jumped up to show her excitement. Steve then grabbed her and twirled her around in the air. “I better go inside now. You go wait out here okay?” 

Lilliana nodded as Steve went inside the chapel to wait for a special someone. 

“You may now kiss the bride” 

Everyone around them whooped and cheered at the newlyweds, and Steve was one of them. 

No matter how bright and cheerful the aura around him was, he was fighting the urge to break down inside of the chapel. No amount of happiness could replace the misery he was feeling inside of him. And he hated it. 

However, in his mind, the only thing keeping him intact was that you were happy. Lily was happy. And he prioritized your happiness over his, even though it pained him to do so. 

As the newlyweds made their way through the aisle, he made eye contact with you who was now hand in hand with your new husband. You gave him a nod to let him know that you acknowledge his presence in your wedding. He did the same thing as well. 

It should’ve been him standing there with you. Yet, that was not the case. 

In the end, (Y/N) and Steve never lived happily ever after. Just because a baby is born doesn’t mean people automatically get back together. Although, they did spend a happy life with their daughter, Lilliana, just not altogether.

Steve was wrong, a baby doesn’t change everything. Because if it did, there would be a happy ending to this story. The two of you would be together. And Steve Harrington wouldn’t have to watch the love of his life say “I do” to Eddie Munson. 

But, there’s no fairytale in this story, and that’s just how life is.

It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington

jk i’m not that cruel there’s an alternate ending to this story. i feel like my love for angst is too much right now. I NEED TO MAKE SOME FLUFFY IMAGINES

It Doesn't Change Anything | Steve Harrington

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Five Times Steve Knows, And The One Time You Actually Tell Him | Robin Buckley X Fem!reader (ft. Platonic

five times steve knows, and the one time you actually tell him | robin buckley x fem!reader (ft. platonic steve x f!reader)

description: steve knows you’re dating, even if you aren’t ready to tell him, and he’s willing to wait. it certainly give him time to get used to this new dynamic in your friendship

warnings: fem pronouns for reader, and reader referred to as robins girlfriend, swearing, steve’s pov - your relationship through his eyes, essentially - (barely) implied homophobia typical of the eighties, steve is a little lonely

a/n: for a request i can’t find but admittedly was tweaked severely, just stuck with the general secret relationship idea, hope that’s okay :)

i kind of hate this but i spent too many hours on it not to post… any feedback is welcome :)

1 .

Admittedly, the first time Steve realises that his best friends might not be quite as platonic as he thought is after he’s invited himself to what he’s beginning to suspect is a date .

Watching films together is something you have been doing since all three of you started at the video store, so when he heard you and Robin bickering over what to watch from the delivery of latest releases, he could only assume it was for a group viewing.

Now though, sitting in your basement, flanked by bottles of juice and bowls of over-sugared popcorn,it occurs to him that he’s the only one actually watching the film. At the other end of the sofa, he can hear you and Robin giggling, and he’s turning, ready to scold you for being so noisy, when he sees it, the look in Robin’s eyes.

She isn’t watching the movie, as was Steve’s suspicion, but looking at you, with all the adoration one person can fit into a single expression. And something in Steve’s chest drops sympathetically, because the last thing Robin needs is to get hurt by falling in love with her best friend.

But you’re looking at her too, and though he can’t see your expression, he can hear you laughing again, and there’s something about the whole thing that makes Steve pause; your pinky finger hooked around Robin’s, poorly hidden by your popcorn, sat on your lap.

It’s so disgustingly cheesy, and strangely intimate, that Steve’s head snaps back to the television, gulping softly at this latest discovery.

His best friends are dating.

His best friends are dating, and neither of them told him. This sharp flash of betrayal ignites in his chest, and he almost turns back to say something, to voice this strange hurt at being left to find out on his own, but then he recalls that adoring look on Robin’s face, the creases in the corner of her eyes with her smile, the soft pink colour of her cheeks, and he thinks better of ruining it for her.

His anger simmers down until it’s replaced by guilt for ever being angry at all as he recalls a conversation with Robin months ago during a late shift spent reshelving all the romances as Robin rated each one from best to worst.

“I never imagined you’d be into all the mushy shit.”

“Everyone’s into all that mushy shit, Steve,” She scoffed. “I’m not a monster.”

“I’m not.” Steve retorted, “Especially in practice.”

“That’s because you take it for granted,” She rolled her eyes, “I’d kill for some cheesy romantic shit. I want to blush when she smiles at me, and, like, just be all flustered and mushy.”

“What’s stopping you?”

He had regretted it the second he said it of course, realising once more how different it is for Robin to like women than it is for him, that he never needs to worry to be seen on a date, or holding hands, or falling in love.

He has taken it for granted, he realises now as you giggle softly again just across the sofa. He can’t help but smile a little, turning for one last glance at Robin’s pink cheeks and your intertwined fingers, and he knows he won’t say anything until you’re ready to tell him yourselves.

He is still smiling when he returns to the film again, happy for his bestfriends, all mushy and romantic for each other.

A moment later though, something causes him to remember the circumstance in which he has ended up here, third wheeling in your basement, and the embarrassment mortifies him.

How does one get out of their best friends date after inviting himself along in the first place?

2.

Weeks after the mind altering realisation in your basement, Steve Harrington has almost forgotten about it. It was easy to do so after a week of shifts working individually with either you or Robin, but never both, and whilst for a couple of days after crashing your date he expected to be told something, you seemed no closer to revealing your relationship, and he was no closer to revealing his knowledge of it.

Today though, all three of you working to cover the busy Friday shift, full of people coming to rent films for the weekend movie nights, Steve wants to scream at the pair of you, because whilst Steve is manning the register, you and Robin are passing notes.

As Steve nods along to the little old lady talking about what she thought of The Breakfast Club, he watches as you slip past Robin, pressing a little slip of paper into her palm before disappearing across the store again, and as she reads it, Robin’s face splits into a dopey looking grin.

It’s sickeningly cute and Steve can’t decide if he wants to throw up and tease them for the next century over it. He considers both for a moment as Robin gently folds the note and tucks it carefully in her vest pocket.

He rolls his eyes.

“Excuse me?”

Eyes widening, Steve realises he’s rolled his eyes at a customer, waving his hands dismissively and shaking his head defensively.

“Sorry, that wasn’t at you!” He assures hastily, “I love The Breakfast Club, especially how the nerd- and the jock and everyone…”

He lifts his hands and joins his fingers in a weak attempt to display how the characters found common ground in the end, sighing as the woman backs away from him with a disapproving look.

He drops his hands against the counter and groans.

“Jesus, Harrington,” Robin laughs just a few feet away, “We’ve moved on from scaring the girls our own age, I see.”

“Screw you, Buckley.”

She tosses him a fleeting middle finger before another customer approaches Steve at the register, thankfully without their opinion ready to bore him.

When he looks over the customers shoulder to glare again at Robin, he finds her reading the note from her pocket again, smiling giddily down at it, and then looking up to find your eyes across the store.

His frown softens and he sighs.

He’s happy for you really.

3.

“And then she like, acting as if she did me a favour to go out with me in the first place- what’s that about?”

There’s another staticky sigh across the line and Steve can tell it’s Robin trying to figure out how to comfort him. He’s been on the phone with her for twenty minutes now, retelling the story of his latest dating disaster.

“She sounds like a shitty person, Steve-“

Across the phone there is another voice that interrupts Robin, and Steve can just make it out as yours. His heart drops momentarily with the realisation he’s interrupted another date.

Then, strangely, jealousy hits him like a brick to the chest, winding him for a moment, because here he is, bitching down the phone whilst his two best friends in the world are hanging out, disgustingly in love, at Robin’s house.

He tells himself again that he’s happy for them.

And he is, but suddenly he feels lonely in a way he hasn’t since Nancy left him two summers ago. He gulps a little, twitching with the urge to hang up when he hears you telling Robin to let you have the phone.

“Steve?”

“(y/n?)”

“Hey, Steve,” You say gently, and Steves softens a little, “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” He assures, before deciding to chance his luck, “You’re at Robin’s?”

A beat of silence passes.

“Well, yeah.” You say, “You were out on a date and Robin and I were bored so…”

“Right.”

“Right.”

Robin says something Steve can’t make out across the phone, and you scold her softly with a sigh. Steve can imagine Robin pestering you, poking at you for your attention.

“Steve, that girl doesn’t deserve you, okay?”

“Huh?”

“Your date.” You clarify, “You deserve better than someone who thinks she’s better than you. You’re a sweet guy, who loves so strongly… and the only people who deserve that love are people who will give it back in the same way. So stop thinking about the idiot who made you feel like shit, and start dating people who deserve you.”

Steve smiles warmly at the conviction in your voice. He nods slowly, though you can’t see it, and you say his name to make sure he’s heard you.

“Yeah, I heard you.” Steve says, “Thanks, (y/n),”

“Don’t thank me, Steve,” You scold gently, “We’re friends.”

His earlier jealousy dissipates and he can hear Robin agreeing from somewhere beside you across the line. It’s been a much needed reminder that even together, you and robin are his friend, first and foremost.

Accordingly, he allows himself one subtle tease.

“When did you become such a romance expert?”

You laugh a little across the phone, and Steve can tell Robin is nudging you when you chuckle a small scolding warning at her to stop.

“Who knows,” You say, “Hey, do you want to come hang out now that you’re free?”

Steve doesn’t need to think about it for long before replying with a no. His jealousy may have been fleeting, but after another terrible date he’s sure the sight of you being all mushy and cute together will only bring it back.

“No, thanks though, (y/n),” He says, “Have a goodnight with Robin, yeah?”

“Of course.”

He hangs the phone back on its cradle and slouches towards the living room, dropping onto the sofa with a sigh.

For all his inner complaining, and unsaid teases, Steve thinks that you might just be restoring his faith in love, just a little.

4.

The fourth time Steve is left witness to your relationship is once again at Family Video, during an early Saturday shift of unpacking deliveries and restocking shelves.

Robin is sat on the floor in front of the thriller section, alphabetising each movie in some irrational way that will only confuse the customers, growing bored of even that.

“I can’t, I can’t do it anymore.” She announces. “I would rather go back to scooping ice cream everyday, and feeding Erica Sinclair free ice cream samples.”

Steve is so bored he agrees.

“It’s not that bad,” You say, the voice of reason. “Do you really want to go back to the sailors' outfits?”

“Oh, maybe not.” Robin admits. “but still, this is dire.”

“I don’t disagree there,” You sigh, leaning against the counter, “I want food.”

Robin perks up, standing somewhat excitedly, causing you to give her a questioning look, but Robin will do anything to get out of here for just ten minutes.

“I will go get you food, please,” Robin says, “Please, I’ll be gone fifteen minutes and I’ll bring us back coffee and-“

“Robin, you can go.” Steve decides, just to stop her rambling, “I’m sure (y/n) and I will be fine.”

“Thank god,” Robin sighs in relief.

She removes her work vest and makes her way towards the back for her coat, tossing it on with a new lease of life in anticipation of leaving.

“I’ll be back in fifteen minutes,” She assures again, turning to you, “What do you want to eat, babe?”

You freeze.

Steve freezes.

Robin takes a moment to realise her own mistake, lips parting in surprise at her own actions. After several moments of determined avoidance of eye contact from everyone, you clear your throat.

“Just some chips and a soda, please.”

Robin nods slowly, turning almost mechanically to Steve, who does his best to seem unperturbed by the situation.

“And you, Sweetcheeks?”

It takes everything in you not to fold with laughter, instead letting out only a muffled whimper as Steve stares at Robin in disbelief.

“Uh, the same.” He decides, “Please.”

Robin nods, turning quickly to the door and disappearing hurriedly without a goodbye, the store bell ringing out behind her.

Steve turns slowly to you, lips parted somewhere between horror and amusement. You give him a simple shrug, returning to emptying your box of tapes.

“Don’t look at me, Sweetcheeks.” You say, “You befriend her first.”

5.

Steve has just about gotten used to it, keeping your little secret to himself. He’s gotten used to looking away when you hold hands in the break room, to keep his lips shut when you tumble into his car together with ruffled hair and smudge lipstick.

He’s even gotten used to that weird feeling that settles in his chest when you spend time without him, though he’s still working on getting rid of it , because only to be expected now that you’re together. And of course, he’s happy for you.

He really is.

But if you and Robin don’t hurry up and get downstairs and into his car within the next five minutes, he’s going to lose it, and all three of you are going to be late for work.

So this one time, fuelled by frustration, he disregards his usual caution, making his way towards your room following permission from your mother to hurry you and Robin along.

Briefly, Steve wonders if your mother doesn’t find it just a little odd for you to be having sleepovers at your age.

Regardless, he takes the stairs two at a time, glancing anxiously at his watch as he finds your room. Then, he makes his first error since that first evening in your basement.

He forgets to knock.

“If you two idiots don’t hurry up and get in my car, we’re all gonna get fired and if I end up sweating in fast food joint again I will personally murder each of you-“

Steve freezes at the sight of you both perched on the end of your bed, holding Robin’s red cheeks in your hands, lips stilled mere millimeters from Robin’s as you meet Steve’s eyes.

“Oh.” Steve realises, “Shit.”

“Steve.” Robin gasps, pulling away from your hands and standing, “We’re just- I was- We were just talking about you, actually and then- shit, I’m making this worse.”

Steve gulps softly, backing slowly out the room. He allows his relief at finding you full dressed, and therefore, if nothing else, ready to get to work.

“I’m sorry,” He decides, “I’m just going to meet you in the car… okay?”

“O-okay.” Robin nods, “We’ll be there in a second.”

Steve nods slowly, turning once in your hall and slowly, robotically, making his way down stairs, scolding himself for barging in.

+

The drive to work is tensely quiet beyond the occasional reassuring whisper you give Robin in the backseat as Steve desperately avoids your eyes in the rear view mirror.

After what feels like far too long, he’s pulling into the Family Video parking lot, pulling the handbrake and taking his keys from the ignition, inviting an even worse silence into the car.

“So, uh…” Steve begins, “There’s a delivery coming in at four and then we’ve got a few returns due today-“

“Steve,” Robin speaks up, “About earlier…”

“What happened earlier?” Steve feigns with a nervous chuckle. “Did something happen earlier?”

You smile a little, sitting up to lean forward, balancing yourself with a hand on the front passenger seat. When he meets your eyes, he has to bite his lip to stop from revealing everything.

“Steve, it’s fine,” You assure, “We can talk about it.”

Steve glances back at Robin, who, though a little nervous, nods in agreement.

“Okay.” He nods, “So…”

He waits expectantly for the speech, trying to decide who will break the news he’s been pretending to know nothing about for weeks. He hears you take a deep breath, preparing yourself for something well put together when Robin can’t help but blurt it out.

“We’re dating,” She blurts softly, “Like, we’re girlfriends who hold hands and kiss and stuff, you know? Oh, you do because you just saw it- please help, (y/n).”

You give Robin a disbelieving look, and Steve almost laughs.

“Robin, the reason we’re in this mess is because we meticulously planned what we were going to say.” You remind her, “and you decide to go with we ‘kiss and stuff’?”

“I don’t know, I panicked!”

“Oh my god,” You exhale, “You’re so lucky I love you, Buckley.”

The look that settles on Robin’s face, warm and utterly smitten, makes Steve feel oddly proud for the pair of you, and in a single expression, any jealousy or hurt he’d been holding onto for your relationship disappears. As you begin with a more rational explanation, Steve can’t help his growing grin.

“You see, we were planning on tell you today, and Robin was stressing which is why we were late and you, um, caught us.” You explain, “Because we wanted to tell you ourselves that we are dating, and we didn’t tell you because we didn’t want you think you weren’t important to us anymore- you’re our bestfriend, Sweetcheeks.”

Steve doesn’t even scowl at the nickname that has someone caught on since the slip up the week before. He nods slowly, grateful for your thoughtfulness, but you can’t help but frown at his knowing smile.

“Oh.” You sigh, “You know…”

“I-“ Steve falters, “I do.”

You sink back into the back seat, folding your arms in exasperation.

“Why even bother making a speech,” You grumble, “Your girlfriend reduces it to a single panicked sentence and your best friend already knows.”

Steve gives her a sympathetic look as Robin drops her chin onto your shoulder, smiling apologetically, and kissing your cheek in the hopes of returning your smile.

Inevitably, it does the trick, and you’re slowly smiling, rolling your eyes for a moment before sitting up and leaning forward to press a hand against Steve’s shoulder.

“Is this okay?” She asks, “We understand if you’re mad that we didn’t tell you… you’re still our best friend and we don’t want anything to jeopardise that.”

“(y/n), i’m fine,” He says, “I’ve known since I crashed your movie date weeks ago…”

“Why not say something.”

Steve glances back at Robin for a second.

“You were getting your chance at all the mushy, romantic shit.” He shrugs, “If me knowing was going to bring too much reality into that for you, then I wasn’t going to get in your way.”

Robin gives him a knowing smile in the rear mirror, nodding gratefully in silent appreciation. You can’t help the urge to lean over and kiss his cheek.

“That’s really thoughtful of you, Sweetcheeks,”

Steve waves it off dismissively.

“It’s nothing,” He says, “and it’s been a bit to get used to, but I know that even if you two are all gross and in love, we’re all still friends… even if that means I have to third wheel.”

“Well, if we ever make you feel like that you can just say, you know.”

“I know,” Steve assures, “Really guys, I’m fine, okay? I just want to pretend I didn’t barge in on you kissing.”

“That was just a reassuring peck,” Robin scoffs, “When I really kiss her, you’ll know.”

Steve’s nose crinkles in disgust as you laugh, shoving Robin playful as she leans towards your lips with a smirk, turning to give Steve an exasperated look.

“Hey, don’t look at me, Honey Pie,” Steve gives you a shrug. “You’re the girlfriend.”


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2 years ago

Maybe it's me now requesting something :) Well your not on season 12 of Grey's yet, so I thought to Jackson or Mark, you can choose

Prompt: “this is what we’ve been waiting for”

Take all the time you need bestie <3

Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson
Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson
Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson
Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson
Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson

can’t help falling inlove with you

Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson

summary : mark and y/n wanted nothing more than to have a family, and when it finally happens, mark is overjoyed.

pairing(s) : mark sloan x fem!reader (reader is pregnant, has periods)

content warning : pregnancy trope, mentions of failing to get pregnant, tooth rotting fluff, slight angst?

a/n : ughhhh i’m so sorry for not posting, this is sort of short and a bit shitty tbh… i hope you like it anyway! i decided to write for mark first, and i’ll make sure i write for jackson sometime soon as wel with the same trope <3 thank you for requesting.

Maybe It's Me Now Requesting Something :) Well Your Not On Season 12 Of Grey's Yet, So I Thought To Jackson

it was no secret that mark sloan wanted a family. other than being a great surgeon, having about three or four children with the person he loves in a great home with a few pets was all he ever wanted.

mark met you in joe’s bar, not long after he moved to seattle. you were moping about just having broken up with your long term boyfriend and he knew just how to cheer you up.

a few dates later and you had officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, and now, a two years later, you’re sitting in your bathroom staring at a positive pregnancy test.

you and mark had been struggling to get pregnant for about six months now, so this was like a light at the end of the tunnel. a spark of hope shot through you and you couldn’t wait to tell your boyfriend the happy news.

you were snapped out of your thoughts when the front door to your shared apartment shut, and mark’s half-serious, half-joking voice yelled “honey, i’m home!”

the line made you chuckle as you ran out the master bedroom and down the hall into his arms.

“woah, someone’s happy to see me,” mark teased, only making you hold onto him tighter. “you alright, baby?”

he placed you down onto the beige, fluffy carpet and you cleared your throat, opening your mouth yet no words came out. mark waited patiently for you to say something, slowly peeling his coat and shoes off and placing them on the racks next to the front door.

“i have something to show you that i think you’ll like.” you said, shuffling carefully on your feet nervously as he nodded, waiting for you to continue. you didn’t know why a sudden wave of nerves hit you, you knew mark would be excited.

“i’m pregnant.”

“really?” his eyes searched yours, a need for confirmation.

“really.”

mark’s eyes lit up, and you could sense his absolute love and devotion for you and your baby.

“she’s gonna be so cute, i’m going to buy so much stuff for her. spoi-”

“she?” you raised an eyebrow.

“shut up. i’m just so ready, this is what we’ve been waiting for.”


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9 months ago

i would say i support women's rights and wrongs, but my girl did nothing wrong and i love her.

I Would Say I Support Women's Rights And Wrongs, But My Girl Did Nothing Wrong And I Love Her.
I Would Say I Support Women's Rights And Wrongs, But My Girl Did Nothing Wrong And I Love Her.
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