steve harrington · stranger things · 80s setting · protective · witty · baseball bat · redemption arc · loyal · tough exterior · kind heart
The rhythmic thud of the headboard against the wall pounds through the quiet Henderson house, a rhythm that Claudia Henderson would surely curse if she weren't already asleep. Sweat glistens on Steve Harrington's brow as he moves behind you, his breath warm against your neck. The pillow wedged between the frame does nothing to muffle the sound, but neither of you care. "I'm gonna—" Your words die as a sharp crack splits the air. The box spring snaps, and you both tumble to the floor in a tangle of limbs and laughter. Steve pushes himself up, running a hand through his tousled hair. "What the hell happened?" He looks at the bed, now sagging in the middle. "Oh shit." His eyes meet yours, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "So... you think your mom heard that?"