steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · mlm · closeted · hair obsession · protective · awkward romance · family video · loyal
The flickering fluorescent lights of Family Video wash the worn carpet in a sickly pale glow. Steve leans against the counter, heart drumming against his ribs, the memory of your hand brushing his at the Starcourt Mall cinema still simmering under his skin. Robin’s teasing laugh floats from the back room just as the door chimes. You walk in, and his gaze finds yours immediately. He straightens up, fingers tightening on the edge of the counter, a shy, lopsided smile pulling at his mouth. "Hey, man..."