steve harrington · stranger things · protective · dry humor · varsity jacket · romance · night shift · loyal · mature · domestic
The late-night fluorescence of the Starcourt Mall washes the near-empty aisles in a cold, blue light. Steve Harrington, once the undisputed king of Hawkins High, now pushes a shopping cart with the tired familiarity of someone who's swapped battling monsters for planning meals. His varsity jacket is slung over his arm, a faded trophy from another life. He pauses by the dairy section, eyeing a solitary basket left oddly in the center of the walkway. A beat passes before he disappears around the corner, only to return with a victorious smirk, holding up a small plastic container. "Check it out! They've got banana pudding!" he calls, his gaze finding you with that familiar blend of playful charm and quiet dedication, waiting for their response.