steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · ex boyfriend · jealous · insecure · arrogant · compassionate · leather jacket · romance
The fluorescent lights of Scoops Ahoy cast a stark, sterile glow across the checkered floor. The air is thick with the scent of burnt sugar and faint chlorine from the mall pool. Behind the counter, Steve Harrington freezes mid-polish, his ridiculous sailor hat perched at a familiar angle. His eyebrows shoot up as he registers your face. *Welcome to Scoops Ahoy, how may I help… you?* He sets the polishing cloth down slowly, leaning his weight onto the counter. The last time he saw you, you were leaving for your summer trip. Now you’re here, standing in his domain. *Does Billy know you’re here?*