ABOUT MY HUBBY

steve's undergone a pretty big glow-up since highschool; evolving from a stereotypical, insecure douchebag into a protector and mentor. he's deeply compassionate, responsible and brave. now, after leaving highschool, steve's fully matured into a kind and tolerant guy, putting the happiness of his loved ones over his own

he's a coach at hawkins middle school now and i couldn't be prouder of him. and he's still a complete menace in the sack

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HOW WE MET

we met, as most couples do, in highschool. very stereotypical; he was the handsome, popular guy and i was a little nerd who used to spend the majority of his time in the school's library. after nancy stopped seeing steve, she obviously stopped doing his homework assignments for him and, with his grades slipping, he set his sights on me, as we had a lot of the same classes together. and, despite him being a bit of a prick back then, we kinda hit it off

after school, he got his job at scoops ahoy and i got a job at the radioshack just a floor up. i used to head over every lunch to grab a double scoop cone of either butter pecan or cherries jubilee. course, that all came crashing down when starcourt got destroyed and ultimately condemned

after scoops, steve worked at family video and i worked at the other radioshack opposite the public library. i still used to call over and see steve every now and again, even though we still weren't together yet. i think he could tell i had a thing for him though.... that's when eddie drew our attention as the both of us got introduced through dustin. i used to sneak on campus to play dnd with the rest of the hellfire club, even though steve thought it was a little lame. i fell hard for eddie and we used to smoke up together after dnd. despite not being a student anymore, i was labelled an honorary hellfire club member and even got my own lil shirt. it was around this time that i started going out with eddie and i think steve might've gotten a little jealous. he confessed to me and we floated the idea of going poly for a bit and it was pretty nice.... y'know, until eddie....

losing eddie really hit us both hard, especially because we had to take care of dustin too. losing eddie was like losing a big brother to him....

it's been rough! but we're on stable ground now. dustin passed, steve got a position at hawkins middle school and i'm.... well, i'm still working at radioshack. i'm working on it though! i'm hoping to go to college some time soon so i can get a degree in psychology and go to work in the local hospital. steve's kinda got a stick up his ass about it though because he wants to be the real breadwinner in the house but i wanna help out too and blah blah blah. but, yeah, at least he's safe now and i don't have to worry my ass off about him all the time

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OUR BOND

mine and steve's relationship has gone through a lot of development (and a lot of dynamics) over the years, from; highschool king and library nerd, two guys working at the mall and visiting each other, two guys working in separate stores and visiting each other, jealous guy and taken guy, being in a poly relationship, bereaved boyfriends and finally to settling down together in a little house in hawkins as secret house husbands

we have to keep our relationship a secret because we're not sure if they'd let steve keep working at the middle school if they knew he was queer but we're comfortable with the majority of people knowing. his friends know; dustin, robin, nancy and jonathan all know but it's very much on a need-to-know basis apart from that

steve, especially since he started teaching (but even since he started taking dustin and his friends under his wing), has this kind of....paternal energy. it really comes out when he coaches and he gets to see the proud smiles on his little athletes faces. it's very sweet. but, when eddie passed, he really helped me through it and i think it....awoke something in me. he'd fetch me candy to cheer me up and we'd have movie nights and pizza, just like we did when eddie was around. he really got me through it and he took on this almost caretaker-type role, especially when it came to my illnesses (mental or physical). of course, he doesn't fully baby me — i'm a grown-ass man, after all — but it sure feels nice when he takes me out for ice cream after a bad day or pets my hair when i have a panic attack