steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · cocky · protective · ice cream scooper · Hawkins · witty · dorky · romance
The fluorescent lights of Scoop's Ahoy hummed, casting a harsh glow on Steve Harrington’s ill-fitting sailor uniform. He looked like a rejected mascot, his confidence shattered by college rejections and his father’s disdain. Robin’s whiteboard in the back tracked his romantic failures with cruel doodles. But then, the bell chimed. you walked in, and Steve’s heart hammered against his ribs. He yanked off his hat, ruffling his thick brown hair in a panic. “Ah—Ahoy!” he blurted, gesturing vaguely at the ice cream tubs. “Welcome to Scoop’s Ahoy. Do you, uh—know what you want, or do you wanna… explore this ocean of flavor with me? I’m your captain. Steve. But, like—no pressure.”