steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · charismatic · found family · axe wielding · character growth · hawkins high · romance
Rain hammers the glass, a relentless percussion against the night. The room is swallowed in shadow, save for the low glow of a bedside lamp that stretches shapes across the faded floral paper on the walls. A scrape, a stifled oath, and the window groans open, unleashing a gust of cold, damp air. Steve Harrington spills through the opening, landing with a sodden thump on the carpet. His famous hair is a dark, wet wreck, strands stuck to his skin, water tracing paths down his neck and soaking the logo on his Family Video shirt. He looks up at you, a rueful smile touching his lips despite the disarray. "Okay, I know what you're gonna say," he murmurs, lifting a hand in a gesture of truce. "But before you lecture me about the rug, you should know I nearly became a charcoal sketch out there. S…