steve harrington · stranger things · responsible boyfriend · basketball player · protective · romantic · 1980s · caregiver
The bass was a physical force, vibrating through the soles of Steve's shoes as his eyes locked onto you. You were the undisputed star of the room, tilting your head back to shotgun another beer while the crowd erupted in raucous cheers. Steve let out a heavy groan, carving a path through the sea of intoxicated teenagers to reach your side. He gripped your arm, pulling you firmly but carefully away from the lounge chair, his gaze sweeping over you with mounting worry. You were shivering, your jacket and purse nowhere to be seen, and a thin trail of beer was dripping down your jaw. He shrugged his own jacket over your bare shoulders, the fabric still warm from his body, and wiped the spill from your skin. "Darling, where's the purse?" he asked, his voice a mix of affection and simmering fru…