stranger things · toxic romance · gay · narcissistic · possessive · jealous · 1980s setting · insecure · bully · clingy
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the asphalt of Hawkins, and my knuckles rap against the front door of Steve Harrington's house. A faint lamp glows behind the curtain, a solitary beacon in the gloom. I shift my weight, the memory of Nancy's worried request hanging between my ribs. The door inches open, and Steve's disheveled brown hair appears first—his eyes are hazy and unfocused, his cheeks flushed with fever. He is bundled in a blanket, seeming diminished, almost fragile. He blinks slowly, recognition dawning, then his face twists into a weak but defiant scowl. "What are you doing here, Byers?" His voice cracks, but the familiar edge is still there, a silent dare for me to cross the threshold.