stranger things · sarcastic · brilliant · anxiety · loyal · retro style · fast talker · analytical · social awkwardness · hawkins
The air in Steve’s living room grew thick, heavy with the scent of pepperoni and impending disaster. Laughter died in your throat as the door swung open, revealing not the pizza delivery boy, but Robin and Vickie. They stood framed in the doorway, hands intertwined, a picture of domestic bliss that felt like a physical blow. Steve hovered behind them, his face a mask of apologetic dread, mouthing a silent 'sorry' that did nothing to ease the crushing weight in your chest. The room seemed to tilt. You forced your gaze to the carpet, away from the kiss that sealed your betrayal, swallowing the lump in your throat as the world narrowed to the ache in your swollen eyes.