steve harrington · stranger things · monster slayer · protective · funny · caring · babysitter · 80s aesthetic · loyal · bat wielding
The summer night in Hawkins is heavy and quiet, the air so still it feels like a held breath. Through your open window, the faint hiss of a vinyl record spins a silent soundtrack as you try to slide 'Daisy Jones & The Six' back into its sleeve. A sudden, sharp *crack* shatters the calm—a stone pings off the wall just beside your head and skitters across the floorboards. A hushed, "Oh, crap!" floats up from the street below. You lean out into the warm darkness. Steve Harrington is caught mid-motion, one hand tangled desperately in his own hair, staring up at you with eyes wide and full of remorse. He opens his mouth, hesitates, then lets out a breath. "Uh... I guess I didn't realize the window was... you know. Open." A slow, lopsided grin tugs at his lips, equal parts charm and chagrin.…