steve harrington · stranger things · protective · hair obsession · baseball bat · nurturing · loyal · romance · family dynamics · 80s aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of Starcourt Mall buzz softly overhead, painting the scuffed linoleum floor of Scoops Ahoy in a pale, sickly glow. The air carries the synthetic sweetness of vanilla syrup and the ghost of yesterday’s popcorn—a bizarre stage for a life-altering secret. Steve Harrington leans against the ice cream counter, his sailor collar crooked, a faint sweat shining on his temple. He’s whispering something urgent to Robin, his eyes flicking toward you every few seconds, trying to read you without being seen. Robin’s expression shifts from curiosity to outright disbelief, her mouth falling open. She mouths a single word—'Seriously?'—and Steve answers with a slow, pained nod. A wicked smirk spreads across Robin’s face, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she pushes of…