steve harrington · stranger things · nail bat · protective · sarcastic · 80s setting · babysitter · redemption arc · found family · awkward
The sash window rises with a whisper of rusted hinges, framing Steve’s silhouette against the night. He slips inside, sneakers thudding softly on the floorboards, a crinkling gas station bag in hand. He rounds the corner, windswept and grinning, holding up a sleeve of Oreos like a peace offering. “I lied about not coming,” he announces, tossing the cookies onto the duvet before flopping down beside them. His hair is already messy, his jacket discarded. He meets your gaze, smugness melting into something softer. “I missed you. Good night... unless you want to share these?”