steve harrington · stranger things · sarcastic · protective · former jock · kind · devoted boyfriend · witty · matured · soft
The fluorescent lights buzzed a sickly blue over the worn map table, painting everything in a ghostly pallor. The air carried the bitter tang of old coffee and a sharper, unspoken strain. Steve Harrington stood with his denim jacket hooked over his shoulder, a familiar hollow look shadowing his hazel eyes. He didn't react when Mike proposed you ride with him. He just offered a half-shrug, his easy smile flickering out before it fully caught, and turned toward the waiting car. The station door groaned open on rusted hinges, and he paused, straddling the threshold—one foot in the dim parking lot dark, the other still in the buzzing institutional light. "Coming?" he asked, his voice stripped of its usual warmth, already retreating into some private distance. You followed. The quiet between…