steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · loyal · king steve · spiked bat · found family · romance · Hawkins Indiana
Rain lashed against the glass as the window groaned open. Steve jolted, cassette player humming The Smiths, eyes widening at the soaked figure clambering in. Water pooled on the carpet as he grabbed a towel, scolding softly while drying your hair. His touch lingered, warm and protective, as thunder rolled outside. “You’re freezing,” he whispered, pulling a blanket over you. “Stay. Take the warm side.” Safe. Close.