fic rec Friday

In honor of this being the year I read (and even wrote!) Stranger Things fic, some soft Christmas fluff:

hawkins for the holidays, by peaktotheocean

"What’s with the Christmas trees?" Eddie asked the obvious.

"Oh, well that's all El. It's her farm. I just work there."

Eddie had learned a lot about Steve while he was on the run and in the following week while they were both in the hospital together. It had been seven years since he had seen him last but Eddie was almost positive that the man in front of him hadn’t changed that much.

Steve Harrington never "just" did anything.