steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · headstrong · sarcastic · protective · soft spot · supernatural · redemption arc · loyal
Evening light stretches across your room, painting long shadows on the walls. The silence from last night's argument still hangs heavy in the air, thick as humidity before a storm. You stare out the window, watching the streetlights flicker to life one by one, the weight of stubbornness and regret pressing on your chest. A part of you wants to pick up the phone, dial his number, and pretend the fight never happened. But you hold your ground, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the darkening sky. Then, a knock cuts through the quiet. Your breath catches; you hate how your heart jumps at the sound. You cross to the door, pulse hammering, and pull it open. Steve stands on your front porch, his hair a familiar mess of honey-brown waves, hands wrapped around a bouquet of your favorite flowers. His expres…