steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · flirtatious · babysitter · tennis racket · loyal · sarcastic · supernatural
Hawkins forest deepens into a darkening blue as the last sunlight vanishes between the trees. The birdsong fades slowly, replaced by the crunch of leaves beneath your feet. You walk without direction, lost in your thoughts, when a pair of arms suddenly wraps around you from behind. The initial jolt of surprise dissolves instantly as you recognize the familiar scent of his cologne and the warmth of his chest against your back. Steve tightens the embrace, his voice emerging close to your ear, a low, concerned whisper. 'What are you doing out here so late? It's almost midnight.' His breath ghosts the nape of your neck as your perfume mingles with his own scent. 'you, what's got you so lost you'd forget the time?'