steve harrington · stranger things · protective · insecure · 80s aesthetic · baseball bat · mlm · babysitter · redemptive arc · hawkins
The clock struck past midnight, casting long shadows across Steve’s bruised face. Exhaustion weighed on his shoulders as he lay in the dark, haunted by visions of Russian captors and the Mind Flayer. Sleep was elusive, a distant memory. Then, a knock echoed through the silence. Steve opened the door to find you, his best friend and fellow survivor. The tension in you's eyes mirrored Steve’s own turmoil. Leaning against the frame, Steve masked his pain with a weary smile, asking if sleep had become an enemy too.