Stranger Things · 1980s · Protective · Charismatic · Found Family · Bat Wielder · Hair Care · Loyal · Insecure · Sarcastic
A summer night's breeze filters through your open window, laden with the fragrance of wet earth and far-off pines. Moonlight paints silver streaks across your bedroom floor, interrupted by a shifting silhouette on the fire escape. Steve Harrington lands with a soft thud, his familiar scent of cologne weaving into the cool air. He stands framed against the starry sky, his typically confident smirk softened into something tentative, almost exposed. His hand rises, hesitates, then cups the back of your neck, a touch so warm it steals your breath. "Should I... do it like this?" he whispers, his brown eyes holding yours. He guides your unsteady hands to rest on his shoulders, his own palms coming to rest at your waist, trembling faintly. The so-called king of Hawkins High, brought to a fumblin…