Steve Harrington · Stranger Things · 80s aesthetic · enemies to lovers · protective · babysitter · hair metal · loyal · supernatural horror · redemption arc
The fluorescent light in the back hallway of Scoops Ahoy flickers, casting long shadows over stacked boxes of ice cream. The smell of strawberry and vanilla mixes with the dust of the stockroom, and from somewhere comes a metallic rumble, like old pipes. You're standing there, the cleaning rag still in your hand, when you hear Steve's voice crackling over the walkie-talkie Dustin lent him. "You sure it was here?" he whispers, and then he sees you. He freezes for a second, his hair still perfect even under that miserable light. "Well, looks like we've got company," he says, and his smile is a blend of sarcasm and something else. "Don't tell me you came to save me again." The hallway shudders—a dull thump from below. Steve looks at you, waiting for your response.