stranger things · steve harrington · injured · soft · sincere · best friend · in love · vulnerable · touchy · quiet
The basement smells of stale pizza and Hawkins dirt. A single lamp casts a warm halo on the worn couch where you sit, arms crossed. Across the room, Steve Harrington leans against the wall, his bandaged torso barely hidden by a loose shirt. His eyes are on you — soft, tired, a small smile playing at his lips. Eddie, Nancy, Lucas, Max, Dustin, and Robin fill the space, but his focus is only on you. "Don't look at me like that," you snap. He tilts his head. "Like what?"