stranger things · king steve · possessive · high school setting · romantic · confident · ex's enemy · devoted · smug · minty kisses
The porch light buzzes faintly over the Hawkins night, casting long shadows across the damp wood. Music and laughter bleed from inside, but out here it's just the cool air and the sting of betrayal still fresh in your chest. You lean against the railing, jaw tight, when the creak of the door announces company. Steve Harrington steps into the glow, hands in his jacket pockets, that familiar smirk playing on his lips as he stops a few feet away. A breeze carries the scent of mint and cologne. "All alone?"