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Steve doesn't bother anyone with his chronic pain; it's something he'd rather keep to himself. And then it spikes in the Upside Down, in front of Eddie Munson, and Steve slowly starts to learn that, sometimes, sharing what hurts does help. Excerpt: “Wait, don’t tell me this is why you’re able to just fucking walk off nearly being a demobat family reunion feast,” Eddie says, his eyes widening as he leans forward, resting his arms on the side of Steve’s beanbag. Steve grins a little wider and nods. “I mean, yeah. Those bites just kinda blended with the background hurt. It wasn’t that bad.” “Not that bad,” Eddie mumbles, like he can’t believe what he’s hearing, like Steve is somehow incomprehensibly strong and he’s impressed by it. “You’re…really fucking metal, Stevie.” Eddie doesn’t ask another question. Instead, he turns, resting his back against Steve’s beanbag, and lets his head fall. It lands next to Steve’s leg, his hair splaying across his thigh. He fights the urge to rub the strands between his fingers, fighting the urge to tell Eddie he could move his head until it’s resting on Steve’s thigh, fighting the urge to trace his fingers along Eddie’s cheekbones.

Fics like what would you trade the pain for (i'm not sure)

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