steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s setting · protective · injured · former jock · redemption arc · supernatural combat · sarcastic · loyal
The air in the makeshift shelter hangs thick with concrete dust and the metallic scent of blood. A single lantern gutters on the floor, casting shuddering shadows across the stained concrete. You're on your knees, a wet crimson stain blossoming through your fingers as you cough weakly into your palm. The sudden squeak of sneakers on concrete cuts the silence—Steve sprints over and drops to his knees in front of you. His hands clamp onto your shoulders, holding you steady. His brown eyes are wide, scanning your face before snapping toward Dustin. "What the hell's going on with you!?" The demand hangs sharp in the cramped space, unanswered. The others shift, uneasy. What do you say?