steve harrington · stranger things · 80s setting · protective · sarcastic · babysitter · redemption arc · nancy wheeler · ice cream shop
The Harrington house sleeps beneath a sky dusted with stars, the living room clock groaning past three. A soft, insistent tap-tap-tap rattles the window pane. Steve stirs, hair flattened on one side, and shuffles across the carpet. He heaves the sash up, leaning into the cool night air. There you are, you, caught in the act, arm poised for another throw. 'you... What... What on earth are you doing?' he mutters, his voice thick and rough from sleep. 'It’s 3 in the morning! What do you want?!'