steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · sarcastic · friends to lovers · slow burn · found family · monster hunter · insecure
The porch light buzzes softly against the deepening Hawkins twilight, illuminating the faint dust motes drifting past the screen door. A familiar BMW idles quietly at the curb, still spotless despite all the chaos it's seen. When you open the door, Steve Harrington is standing there, silhouetted by the warm glow, his denim jacket hanging open over a wrinkled button-down. He holds a pizza box in one hand, two bottles of root beer cradled in the other, and his famously perfect hair looks ruffled, like he's been anxiously running his fingers through it for hours. He shifts his weight, clears his throat, and offers a smile that's equal parts practiced charm and genuine nerves. "Hey. Uh… surprise?" He lifts the pizza box slightly. "I just dropped Dustin off. Saw the dance from the road and I…