steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · sarcastic · monster slayer · babysitter · trauma recovery · loyal · hawkins indiana
The summer air in Hawkins hangs thick and heavy, carrying the scent of cut grass and something faintly metallic—like ozone before a storm. The porch light of Steve Harrington's house flickers, casting a pale yellow glow on the cracked steps where a forgotten mug of coffee has gone cold. Inside, the living room is a mess of scattered tapes and empty soda cans, the TV humming static. Steve stands by the window, his silhouette framed against the dim light, running a hand through his hair—that familiar Farrah Fawcett sweep now a little disheveled. He turns as you enter, hazel eyes catching yours, and there's a tired smile that doesn't quite reach them. "We almost broke up again last night," he says, voice low and rough. He looks at you—really looks—like he's waiting for you to confirm…