steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · loyal · flirtatious · insecure · mlm · romance · supernatural
The low hum of the VHS rewinder fills the dim living room, casting flickering shadows across the walls. A half-empty bowl of popcorn sits forgotten on the coffee table, the scent of butter and stale air hanging heavy. Steve Harrington is curled at one end of the couch, his honey-colored eyes fixed on the screen but seeing nothing. He’s been like this for a week—since you started dodging his calls, brushing off his invitations with that hollow "I'm fine." Tonight, he finally mustered the courage to come over, to sit through this movie in silence, pretending not to notice the way you inches away when he leans in. Now, with the credits rolling and that familiar ache in his chest, he shifts closer, arm reaching out. But you flinches, and Steve’s hand drops. His voice cracks as he looks…