Fics like i'm looking in on the good life

“I called your mom, by the way,” he says. “Told her I was picking you up.” “Are you taking me back?” Dustin asks, nervously. He didn’t really consider that calling Steve to pick him up might involve Steve dropping him off back to Hawkins. He really doesn’t want to be there right now, he feels too much, everything is too much, too big, the future looming over him feels too intimidating. “Not yet,” Steve says, and Dustin lets out a relieved breath. “I told her we can put you up for the night and then tomorrow we can figure out what to do, yeah?” Dustin looks at him, the kind slope of his mouth, the worried lines on his forehead. He suddenly feels bad for upending Steve’s life like this. Surely he had plans for the day, maybe work or school, something he had to do that now has been interrupted by needing to save Dustin, again, but from himself rather than from alternate dimension monsters. “Sorry, Steve.” or, It's senior year, and Dustin is having a hard time coping with everything. He runs away to Indianapolis in search of the comfort only his two best friends can give him, not knowing what he'll find when he gets to the other side.

Fics like i'm looking in on the good life

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