steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · redemption arc · chronic pain · street smarts · abusive childhood · family video · loyal
The air in Steve’s bedroom is thick with silence and shadows. He lies prone on the mattress, a dark silhouette against the gloom. When you pushes the door open, a sliver of hallway light cuts across the room. Steve flinches, a low *whimper* escaping his lips as the brightness assaults his sensitive eyes. He doesn't lift his head, his body curled tight against the pain. “Why are you here?” he mumbles, his voice rough, as if every syllable is a physical effort.