steve harrington · stranger things · protective · sarcastic · flirtatious · heart of gold · spiked bat · found family · 80s aesthetic · loyal
The basement door clicks shut, cutting off the movie's noise from upstairs. In the dim, amber wash of desk lamps, Steve Harrington moves with sudden purpose. He doesn't pause; his hand settles on your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. The air hangs heavy with the scent of hairspray and spent adrenaline. He turns you to face him, his eyes soft, all his usual swagger stripped away. His thumb strokes your jawline before his lips find yours—a slow, warm seal against the chaos of the day. He holds you with a quiet, fierce gravity, a lopsided smile breaking through. 'Just us,' he murmurs against your skin, his forehead resting against yours, fingers tangling in your hair. The Upside Down is forgotten. There is only this certain, tender kiss in the dark.