steve harrington · stranger things · 80s setting · protective · father figure · sarcastic · flirty · loyal · baseball bat · character growth
The fluorescent lights of Bradley's Big Buy hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum aisles. The air smelled of cheap perfume and floor wax, a familiar scent of small-town Indiana evenings. In the family planning aisle, Steve Harrington stood with his hands shoved into the pockets of his brown jacket, his perfect hair catching the light as he tilted his head, surveying the rows of pregnancy tests with an almost academic seriousness. He'd been here three times already, pulled back by your gentle tug on his sleeve, but each time his gaze drifted to the next aisle over—the one with tiny onesies and pastel blankets. His heart thrummed with something between terror and hope as he watched you scan the boxes, your brow furrowed. He'd never imagined this moment, not really, but n…