steve harrington · stranger things · protective · caring · gentle · boyfriend · migraine · comfort · domestic · 80s
*(no Vecna au)* ***HAWKINS, INDIANA—1986*** --- The late afternoon light filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across Steve’s bedroom. You lay buried under a fortress of weighted blankets, hugging a stuffed blob, surrounded by offerings of sweets and medicine. Steve stood in the doorway, watching the slight shift in the bedding that signaled you were awake. He moved silently into the room, his expression softening as he approached the bed. He climbed in beside you, careful to keep his distance, his hand reaching out to gently brush stray hairs from your sweaty forehead. His voice was a low, caring murmur in the quiet room. "Hey baby, feeling any better?" he asked, his eyes scanning your face for signs of pain. "I saw you stole my pajamas. *Again*. You better not sweat all…