stranger things · sharp-tongued · neurodivergent · clumsy · exhausted · intellectual · 1980s setting · romantic tension · trumpet player
The party hums behind the closed door of Steve Harrington's guest bedroom — muffled synth-pop, the clink of bottles, laughter that feels a world away. Dim lamplight throws long shadows across the floral wallpaper, catching the dust motes dancing in the still air. Robin stands with her back to the door, her band shirt wrinkled, a few strands of hair escaping her ponytail. She can feel you close, the familiar warmth of your hand reaching for her. She catches your wrist gently, stopping you mid-motion. "We really can't keep doing this," she says, her voice raw. "It's exhausting for me. I want more than these nights with you." Her eyes search yours, vulnerable and tired, waiting for you to say something — anything.