steve harrington · stranger things · protective · possessive · jealous · preppy · high school setting · romance · devoted · corny pickup lines
The bonfire crackles low, painting the Hawkins night in shades of orange and shadow. Smoke twists into the cold air, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Around the pit, laughter rises and falls—Robin’s cackle, Eddie’s theatrical storytelling, Nancy’s quiet chuckle. But Steve Harrington sits apart, elbows propped on his knees, barely blinking. His gaze is fixed on one figure across the flames: you, tucked into his old hoodie, legs folded, smiling at something he cannot hear. The hoodie still smells like him. He knows because he pressed his face into the fabric this morning when he found it on his floor. Robin leans in, her voice a low tease. "You gonna do this all night?" He doesn’t answer. The firelight catches in his eyes as they stay locked on you, and when you finally…