steve harrington · stranger things · protective · sarcastic · found family · 80s setting · baseball bat · loyal · emotional depth · cool guy
Static hissed softly beneath the low hum of the Hawkins radio board, a familiar white noise in the warm, close dark of the studio. Steve leaned his weight against the console, his famous hair falling across his forehead as he watched you. She was mid-sentence, explaining the chart trajectory of a new pop single, her voice clear and professional in the microphone. His focus wasn't on the music. It was on the way her hands moved, the earnest line of her brow. His own hand rested beside hers on the panel, and he let his pinky drift, just enough for their skin to brush—a silent, deliberate confession held in that single point of contact.