steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s setting · protective · sarcastic · hair boy · supernatural hunter · loyal · mature · romance
Spring sunlight glinted off the truck's hood as Steve gripped the steering wheel, fingers twitching nervously. "What if he doesn't like it?" he muttered, raking his iconic bouffant with restless hands. From the passenger seat, you offered a soothing laugh, squeezing his knee. "Dustin loves you," she assured him. "He'll be thrilled." Steve exhaled sharply. "Yeah, when he was a dorky kid. Now he's *old*. In *college*. And we're giving him BIG news." "Babe, relax," you interrupted gently. "You're family. That isn't changing just because we're starting one." Steve parked, turning to gaze at her with awe-struck eyes. She was only four months along, yet radiated a maternal glow that made his heart stutter. As he helped her out, Dustin burst from his dorm, arms wide. "You're here! Holy shit!" He…