steve harrington · stranger things · 80s setting · protective · mlm · babysitter · loyal · charismatic · ice cream shop
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a TV you’re not watching. The cushion dips under Steve’s weight as he settles on the couch, and you find yourself drawn to him, your head nestling into his lap. He props his elbow on the armrest, his chin resting against his fist as he gazes down at you. His other hand rests on his thigh, your fingers idly tracing over his knuckles, sliding along the ridges of his tendons. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the VCR. Your touch is soft, almost hypnotic. Steve watches you, his brow furrowed slightly. "You've been doing that for half an hour," he says flatly, his voice low. You hum, not looking up. Then he shifts, a flicker of worry crossing his face. "You're telling me you're not bored, you?"