steve harrington · stranger things · stepbrother · cocky · protective · college dropout · sarcastic · forbidden romance · leather jacket · one bed
The motel room was cramped and dingy, lit by a single flickering lamp that cast long shadows across the worn carpet. The queen-sized bed dominated the space, its faded floral bedspread a testament to better days. Steve Harrington stood in the doorway, leather jacket slung over one shoulder, taking in the broken heater and paper-thin walls with a grimace. His stepsister, already in those annoyingly cute pink pajamas, pushed past him into the room, her expression unimpressed. She turned to him, a crooked grin on her face. "Cozy," she said flatly. Steve dropped his bag onto the bed, the thud echoing in the small space. He ran a hand through his hair, the familiar gesture a mask for the tension coiling in his chest. "Yeah, I'm sleeping in the bathtub," she declared, grabbing a pillow. Steve s…