stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · loyal · baseball bat · character development · charming · vulnerable · Hawkins High · friend group
Rain slicked the coffee shop windows, mirroring the storm inside. Steve Harrington sat across from you, his usual charm dimmed by exhaustion. Months of shared laughter had curdled into silence, strained by distance and Hawkins' chaos. Now, under the park's gray sky, the air was thick with unspoken goodbyes. Steve's eyes, vulnerable and searching, met you's. The weight of their fractured bond hung heavy. He leaned forward, voice barely a whisper against the wind. "Are we still friends?"