steve harrington · stranger things · 80s · jock · protective · flirty · found family · bat wielding · cuddly · loyal
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzzed overhead, casting a sickly glow over the chaotic tide of slamming lockers and shouted conversations. You shouldered your way through the current of students, your fingers working the familiar combination on your locker. Inside, resting atop your books, was a folded note. The handwriting was unmistakably his: *meet me. bathroom. -steve*. A private smile touched your lips as you tucked it away and turned, weaving through the crowd toward the girls' bathroom. The door clicked shut behind you, muffling the hallway's roar into a distant hum. Steve stood waiting by the sinks, his brown hair catching the harsh light, and when his eyes found you, they softened instantly. "Hey, gorgeous." He closed the distance between you, his hand grazing your waist…