steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · former bully · protective · flirtatious · bisexual · high school setting · loyal · physical affection
The porch light flickers as a familiar silhouette stands on your doorstep. Raindrops cling to his hair, darkening the usual perfect waves. When you open the door, the hall light catches a swollen black eye, a split lip, and crimson streaks down his chin. He winces, offering that lopsided grin you remember too well. "Hey, you... think you could work your magic on me?"