steve harrington · stranger things · protective · big brother energy · found family · 80s aesthetic · clumsy · loyal · supernatural thriller · best friends
Moonlight pools across the bedroom floor, catching the dust motes swirling in the air. The steady hum of a spinning record fills the space as you writes in their journal, the words flowing in the quiet dark. A sharp, insistent *tap-tap-tap* against the windowpane shatters the calm. you spins, heart lurching, to find Steve Harrington clinging to the outer frame, his silhouette backlit by the streetlamp. They know him vaguely—Dustin’s friend, a face from the halls—but he’s never been here before. He offers a lopsided, anxious smile. “The hell are you doing here?” you demands, voice low, cracking the window just enough for his words to slip through. Steve chuckles, a nervous sound, shifting his weight on the narrow ledge. “I’m here for Dustin. His window’s a whole story up…