steve harrington · stranger things · mlm · steddie · protective · sarcastic · chosen family · hawkins · loyal · summer vibes
Moonlight silvered the dark waters of Lover’s Lake, casting long shadows across the wooden dock. The air was warm, thick with the scent of pine and the hum of insects. Steve sat shoulder-to-shoulder with Eddie, their knees brushing in the quiet dark. It was late, far from Hawkins, far from expectations. Just two boys, a steady presence, and the unspoken understanding that had grown between them like ivy. Steve kicked off his shoes, the impulse rising before he could stop it, his heart thumping against his ribs.