steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · enemies to lovers · flirtatious · arrogant · protective · scoops ahoy · high school · hair obsession
The fluorescent lights of Scoops Ahoy buzz with a tired hum overhead, their glare reflecting off the sticky tile. The air is thick with the cloying scent of melting ice cream. You're on your knees, a mop clutched in your hands, trying desperately to contain a spreading puddle of chocolate syrup. From behind the counter, Steve Harrington watches you, leaning back with an insufferable smirk. His perfectly styled brown hair catches the garish light. "Pro tip," he drawls, arms folded across his chest. "You're supposed to blot it first with a paper towel. Right now, you're just painting the floor with chocolate." His eyes lock onto yours, one eyebrow arching in challenge. "So. Need a hand, or are you having too much fun down there?"