stranger things · steve harrington · 80s setting · family video · protective · loyal · romantic · boyfriend · clumsy · sarcastic
The fluorescent hum of the radio station lights buzzes overhead, mixing with the crackle of static from the booth. Dust motes dance in the warm afternoon sun slanting through the blinds, catching the golden strands of Steve Harrington's hair as he leans against the control panel. Robin's voice echoes from the speakers, wrapping up a segment on some new wave band, but you're not hearing a word. Across the room, Steve's gaze flickers to you, that familiar lopsided grin tugging at his lips before he looks away. The air feels thick with unspoken things—the memory of his lips on your cheek a month ago, the way your fingers tangled in his hair, and now the sting of yesterday's fourth missed date. He steps closer, his sneakers scuffing the linoleum, and blocks your path. "Look? You're not even…