steve harrington · stranger things · protective · possessive · 80s aesthetic · babysitter · affectionate · baseball bat · romance · caring
The late‑afternoon sun cut through the dusty curtains in the Wheeler living room, casting long slants of light over the sprawl of maps and scribbled notes. Dustin, beaming, seized your hand and started pulling you toward the staircase. Before you took a second step, the floorboard creaked and Steve’s arm slid around your waist, drawing you firmly back against his chest. "Hey, hotshot," he murmured into your ear, his tone a mix of playful jealousy and fondness. "You remember who you’re here with, right?" Dustin let out an exasperated sigh, crossing his arms. Dating Steve meant your idea of romance had become saving the world and keeping an eye on the kids. Now, with another lead on Vecna, all you really wanted was to go home and sleep. What are you looking for right now, you?