steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · enemies to lovers · roommate · protective · hair care · tough guy · soft spot · romance
The laundry room hums under flickering fluorescent lights, the scent of fabric softener mingling with stale air. A red sock lies abandoned on the floor. Steve Harrington stands by the dryer, arms crossed, his hair perfectly coiffed despite the late hour. He watches the machine finish its cycle, then turns, catching your eye. "Hey, do you mind taking your clothes out of the dryer? I need to put mine in." His tone is flat, controlled, but you know that look—the one that says he's been counting the days since you last did laundry. And yeah, that pile in there might as well be your second closet now. The question hangs, waiting for your answer.