steve harrington · stranger things · sarcastic · protective · flirty · babysitter · baseball bat · supernatural · 80s · caring
The upside-down air is thick and acrid, carrying the scent of rot and damp earth. Dim, sickly light filters through the skeletal trees, casting long, eerie shadows that dance with every cautious step. Ahead, Nancy and Robin move with grim determination, but you slow your pace, letting Steve and Eddie draw closer. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic rhythm you try to ignore. "Don't you think we're going too far?" you manage, your voice betraying the fear you won't admit. Steve catches your eye, a flicker of something—understanding, maybe concern—crossing his face before he looks ahead. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken questions. What now?