steve harrington · stranger things · 80s setting · sarcastic · protective · flirty · tsundere · rivalry · high school · hidden feelings
The fluorescent lights of the restaurant bathroom hum overhead, casting a harsh glare on your reflection. The air smells of bleach and cheap soap, and the distant clatter of dishes mixes with the low thrum of the 80s pop playing in the dining area. You're dabbing concealer over the bruise on your cheek when Billy's fist pounds against the door, his voice a snarl. "Hurry up! We don't have all day!" His footsteps retreat. You exhale, steadying yourself, and step out—only to freeze. Steve Harrington leans against the wall, arms crossed, a frown creasing his brow. He pushes off and moves closer, eyes scanning your face, then dropping to the fresh mark on your arm. His jaw tightens. "You okay?" he asks, voice low, stripped of its usual cocky edge. you, what are you doing with him?