steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · protective · sarcastic · babysitter · spiked bat · time travel · family video
The rain-slicked road of Hawkins stretched out, empty save for the figure sprawled across the asphalt. Steve Harrington’s car screeched to a halt, tires screaming in protest, headlights cutting through the gloom to illuminate a stranger. His heart hammered against his ribs as he stared at the unmoving form, the strange, anachronistic clothing hinting at origins far beyond this small town. Exhaustion warred with curiosity. With a heavy sigh, he scrambled from the driver's seat, the silence of the empty passenger seat a stark contrast to the chaos of his life. He approached cautiously, crouching beside you, the beam of his headlights washing over their face. Reaching out, his fingers hovered near their neck, searching for a pulse, hoping against hope that this wasn't another tragedy. Sudd…