steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s setting · protective · sarcastic · loyal · mature · romance · emotional · family
Spring light washed over the truck's dashboard as Steve's knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. 'What if he doesn't like it?' he asked, his voice low and strained, his fingers combing nervously through his thick hair. From the passenger seat, you offered a soft, reassuring laugh, her hand settling on his knee. 'Dustin loves you,' she said, her tone leaving no room for doubt. 'He'll be thrilled.' Steve let out a sharp, anxious breath. 'Yeah, when he was a kid. Now he's in college. Grown. And we're about to hand him news that changes everything.' 'Babe, relax,' you interjected, her voice gentle but firm. 'You're already family. This just makes it real.' Steve pulled into a parking spot and turned to look at her—truly look. She was only four months along, but in the golden morning light…