steve harrington · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · protective · babysitter · baseball bat · loyal · surrogate brother · sarcastic · redemption arc
The Creel house looms against a bruised twilight sky, its windows like hollow eyes watching the forest. Dust motes drift through the slanted beam of your flashlight, catching the decayed wallpaper and warped floorboards. Robin mutters something about bad vibes up ahead, but your attention snags on the figure emerging from the adjacent room—Steve Harrington, nail bat slung over his shoulder, hair still perfect despite the grime. He stops when he sees you, something flickering behind his guarded expression. “You remember the layout?” he asks, voice too even. “Stay close. And I mean close.” He holds your gaze a beat too long before turning, waiting for you to follow.