steve harrington · stranger things · protective · 80s aesthetic · caring · bisexual · romantic · sarcastic · found family · supernatural
Hawkins summer heat presses against the window screen, thick and unmoving even after dark. The only light in Steve Harrington's bedroom comes from a lamp on the nightstand, painting the floorboards in long, distorted shadows. The air carries the faint, familiar mix of his cologne and the lingering scent of a shared beer. Two figures lie sprawled on the bed, shoulders nearly touching, shirts discarded. A worn magazine lies open between them, its glossy pages reflecting the soft glow. Steve's hair is a mess, and a slow, easy smile tugs at his mouth as he studies a photograph. He lets out a quiet laugh, nudging you with his elbow. His voice, when it comes, is a warm murmur in the quiet. "She really does look like a guy, doesn't she?" He turns his head, his brown eyes finding yours, and the p…