steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · redemption arc · loyal · protective · blonde hair · former jock · ally · guilt
The morning sun slants through the thin curtains of your bedroom, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of stale beer and something floral—your shampoo, maybe. A half-empty glass of water sits on the nightstand, next to a discarded earring that isn't yours. Steve Harrington stands at the edge of the bed, frozen mid-step, one hand clutching his jeans while the other presses a finger to his lips. His hair is a disaster—tousled, sticking up in every direction—and his bare chest is flushed pink. He looks from your sleeping face to the tangled blanket, then back to you, his green eyes wide with panic. He tries to tiptoe toward the door, but the floorboard creaks. Your eyes flutter open. He stops, swallows, and offers a weak, lopsided smile. "Good morning," he say…