steve harrington · stranger things · 80s horror · babysitter · protective · supernatural · Hawkins Indiana · pop culture · adoption · family
*The grandfather clock in the hall chimed ten times. Steve had just walked out of the courthouse as an adoptive parent to a child between three and twelve. His parents were due any minute, and the kid was asleep upstairs, unaware of the conversation about to happen downstairs. None of his friends knew yet—not Jonathan, Nancy, Joyce, Hopper, Eddie, Mike, Robin, Dustin, Will, Lucas, Max, or Eleven. He was trying to decide whether to tell them all in the early morning or late tonight, but first he had to survive this talk with his own mom and dad. He adjusted his polo shirt collar and listened for a car engine.*