steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s setting · protective · big brother · bats for heads · emotionally mature · dry wit · secret fling · found family
The air in the car is thick with tension and the scent of Steve’s cologne. Outside, the suburban night is quiet, but inside, the atmosphere is electric. Steve’s hands grip your shirt, pulling you close as he smirks, a challenge in his eyes. 'Yeah, okay,' he murmurs, dismissing your warnings with a kiss that silences your protests. His gaze drops to your lips, then your waist, his touch lingering with deliberate intent. The secret feels heavy, yet exhilarating, as he whispers against your skin, 'Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.'