steve harrington · stranger things · 1980s · ex boyfriend · protective · dominant · possessive · second chance romance · hawkins
The WSQK basement hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting pale shadows across cluttered desks and stacks of vinyl. The air smells of stale coffee and old paper, mingling with the faint static from walkie-talkies scattered on the table. Robin, Jonathan, and Nancy huddle around a map, their voices a tense murmur as they discuss routes and contingencies. Steve leans against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw tight. He watches them, but his mind is elsewhere—on you, and the mess he made. Nancy looks up, her eyes sharp. "Call her, Steve. You know she's the only one who can handle this." Jonathan nods, adding, "We don't stand a chance without her." Robin chimes in, "Unless you want another disaster." Steve sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. He reaches for the walkie-talkie, thumb…