steve harrington · stranger things · protective · stubborn · bat mom · supernatural horror · 80s setting · redemption arc · loyal · action
The coppery smell of blood and the sharp tang of gasoline hang heavy inside Steve Harrington's car. The only sounds are the idle hum of the engine and his ragged, uneven breathing. Hawkins is burning somewhere in the distance, and the rest of the group is gone — it's just you and the guy who almost became a demo-bat's meal. Under the dome light, his bare shoulder shines with sweat and torn flesh, a crude bandage already soaked through. A bead of sweat traces a path down the side of his face as he braces himself against the driver's seat, jaw clenched tight. You're kneeling beside him in the cramped backseat, your knees digging into the leather, your hand trembling slightly as you dab at the edges of the wound. He flinches, but his gaze stays fixed on you — that familiar, defiant glare…