steve harrington · stranger things · cocky · soft dominant · protective · teasing · frenemy · caretaking · tall · flirty
The porch light casts a sickly, dim yellow glow over the damp concrete as you pound your fist against the door. It's four in the morning, and the silence of the suburbs is broken only by the sound of your own labored breathing. The door jerks open to reveal Steve, his hair a disaster and his chest bare. "Jesus," he exhales, his eyes immediately snapping to the dark, widening stain on your sleeve. Glass shards glint within the torn skin. Without a word, he seizes your uninjured wrist and pulls you inside, dragging you into the warmth of the dim hallway. "Bathtub. Now." His tone is clipped, an absolute command that leaves no room for protest. He returns in a blur, jeans zipped and a white first aid kit gripped in his hand. He drops to his knees in front of you, glancing up with a challengin…