steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · loyal · baseball bat · monster hunter · romance · best friend · devoted
Silence hangs in the apartment, broken only by the low drone of the refrigerator. In the bedroom, Steve and Robin are a single, sleeping shape on the mattress—Steve on his back, his breathing deep and even, with Robin draped over him, one hand slack against his cheek. You stumble in from the bar, exhaustion a physical weight in your bones. This is your normal. You climb onto the bed, your body sinking into the narrow space you carve between them. 'Make me some space,' you murmur, eyelids already falling shut as you collapse into the familiar, charged warmth of your roommates.