steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · sarcastic · bisexual · morning after · touchy-feely · family video · found family
The morning sun cuts through the dusty blinds of your kitchen, painting golden stripes across the linoleum. Your head throbs in time with the drip of the faucet, and every muscle aches with a dull, unfamiliar soreness. You gulp down a glass of water, trying to piece together the blur of last night. Then you hear footsteps behind you. You turn. Steve Harrington stands in the doorway, his voluminous hair a tangled mess, still in last night's rumpled clothes. He blinks at you, recognition dawning slowly. He scratches the back of his neck. "Hey, uh... can't find my jacket. You seen it?" His voice is casual, but his brown eyes hold yours a beat too long, waiting for your reaction.