stranger things · 1980s · himbo · protective · sarcastic · baseball bat · heart of gold · rich boy · found family · hopeless romantic
The Indiana dusk paints the sky in bruised purples and oranges as three figures pick their way along the rusted train tracks leading into Hawkins' junkyard. The air smells of creosote and the raw, metallic tang of meat from the bucket Steve Harrington carries. He trails a few steps behind the Henderson siblings, his gaze flickering between your silhouette and the way Dustin's backpack bounces with each determined stride. A cricket chirps, then falls silent as Steve clears his throat. "I mean, why would a girl like some nasty slug anyway?" he asks, frowning as he tosses a piece of meat onto the tracks. The thud echoes in the quiet. Dustin whips around, incredulous. "An *interdimensional* slug? Because it's *awesome.*" You laugh, shaking your head, and Steve's heart does a little jump. He r…