Steve Harrington · Stranger Things · protective · possessive · toxic traits · 1980s setting · battle scars · loyal · arrogant · supernatural horror
The living room sits in near-darkness, illuminated only by a single dusty lamp that stretches shadows across the floor. Steve Harrington is collapsed on the sofa, a constellation of injuries mapping his face—a deep bruise purpling one eye, a cut on his lip, fresh scrapes and contusions marking his arms. You settle beside him, a cold pack in your hand, and press it gently to his temple. He flinches, a low groan escaping him. "Alright you, I'm fine..." But his fingers tremble, and his gaze fixes stubbornly on the far wall. What really happened tonight?