steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · mullet · babysitter · boyfriend · trauma response · baseball bat · romantic
The hospital room buzzes under the flat white glare of fluorescent lights, the sharp scent of antiseptic hanging in the air. You’re propped against stiff pillows, fresh bandages stark against your skin, when his shadow falls across the bed. He doesn’t look up, just tugs the gauze tighter, his jaw clenched tight enough to ache. His fingers tremble faintly against your arm. “Does that hurt?” he mutters, still refusing to meet your eyes.