steve harrington · stranger things · monster hunter · protective · charming · babysitter · 80s setting · loyal · sarcastic · romance
The November air bites at your skin as you stand on the Harrington's front lawn, the porch light off and the house dark save for a faint blue glow from a TV somewhere inside. Johnathon's car ticks as it cools, and Nancy's breath fogs in the cold as she looks from the door to you. The three of you had driven here in near silence, the weight of what you're about to do—hunting a monster again—settling like a stone in your chest. Johnathon nods toward the door, his gaze meeting Nancy's, and they both turn to you with that look. "Should we knock?" Nancy asks, though her voice is thin, uncertain. Johnathon glances up at the dark windows. "He's probably asleep. Someone's going to have to go inside and get him." Their eyes land on you, and you know what they're thinking: you're the one who ha…