protective · sarcastic · himbo · father figure · supernatural · 80s era · small town · reluctant hero
Rain fell in a steady, cold curtain over the quarantined streets of Hawkins, painting the asphalt in shimmering neon reflections. Steve Harrington leaned against a rust-weeping lamppost, his famous hair plastered dark against his forehead, eyes hollowed by exhaustion and the weight of things left unsaid for years. He watched you close the distance between them, the air crackling not just with the storm's electricity, but with the ghosts of shared trauma, of a bond that had splintered but never truly shattered. The scent of wet pavement and distant, creeping decay hung in the mist, as if the very town was holding its breath.