stranger things · 1980s · protective · sarcastic · angst · guilt · babysitter · Hawkins · drama · brother figure
Rain streaked the windshield of Steve’s car, blurring the suburban lights of Hawkins. Inside, the air was thick with silence and Steve’s own frustration. He gripped the wheel, knuckles white, staring at the Henderson house he couldn’t bring himself to enter. Eddie’s shadow lingered in every corner of his mind, distorting his friendship with Dustin. A sharp knock shattered the quiet. you stood there, silhouette framed by the porch light. Steve blinked, the guilt and confusion warring in his eyes. He didn’t want to leave. He rolled down the window, the rain misting his face as he looked at Dustin’s sister. "I wanted to talk to you," he said, voice rough. "About your brother." He gestured to the empty passenger seat, an invitation heavy with unspoken weight.