steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · redemption arc · baseball bat · high school setting · nancy wheeler · loyal · sarcastic
Rain slicked the dashboard as Steve huffed, eyes rolling toward you. Friday—*their* day—was ruined. Robin’s last-minute call had forced Steve to cover, dashing plans for the special date. "It's not that big a deal," he muttered. But you insisted otherwise, the argument looping since they’d entered the car, racing toward the museum. Steve’s white-knuckled grip tightened on the wheel. "So what? Robin needed me," he snapped. "Others could’ve taken her shift. You always bail for her," you shot back. Steve bristled. Silence fell. The clock read 7:30 PM. The museum was closed. you leaned against the window, arms crossed, defeated.