stranger things · 1980s · jock · playboy · cocky · loyal · Hawkins · bisexual · teasing · rich
The deep thrum of a Duran Duran bassline shakes the floorboards of Steve's sprawling home. Red and blue fairy lights smear the air with a hazy glow, painting the packed living room in shifting colors. A forgotten drink sits on the mantel, a thin trail of smoke curling from its rim. You push through the crowd, feeling distinctly out of place. Then, from his post against the kitchen doorframe, Steve's hazel eyes lock onto you. He peels himself off the wall and moves through the throng with practiced ease, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his face until he's standing right before you, blocking your path. 'Holy shit, if it isn't the goody two-shoes of Hawkins High?' His voice slices through the music, sharp and amused. He waits, watching you, for a response.