#steve harrington supremacy

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﹆ Summary : you loved him with all your heart but he became unfaithful and there's nothing that he can do to mend it, is it really your last dance together?

﹆ Word Count : and again hoping it's not that too long for y'all

﹆ Warnings : 18+ MDNI‼️KingSteve! x FEM!reader, cursing, Steve and reader are both (18), unprotected sex, p in v penetration, both oral receiving, SMUT‼️, slight public sex I guess?, Steve will be so oblivious with readers feelings, cheating, unrequited love, friends to lovers, emotional abuse, tolerating, no use of y/n, not going to give any spoilers in here but beware that this will be ANGSTY!

﹆ What to Expect : SMUT‼️, FLUFF‼️, ANGST‼️, Steve and reader are the IT couple on Hawkins High, of course- by the term "King Steve" you know what that means, sorry ✌🏻

﹆ Note To Reader : Y'ALL BABY'S FIRST EVER STEVE HARRINGTON FIC!!!! AHHHHH <3 I'm so excited to spill all of my ideas about my first ever fave character from the show! and yeah I also apologize that I chose to do angst first 😔🤚🏻

﹆ Author Note : this is literally one of my favorite songs from George Michael and don't come at me, okay?!? I was just listening to this song and I was like why is this so Steve coded?!? AND YUP IT CLICKED AN IDEA!!!! ;))

Present : Prom 1984

"How are you holding up?" He asks as he tries to look at your eyes but you're avoiding it

"Been alright" you say as you look at him very briefly, your touches with him as you both swayed in the dance floor it felt different

His heart sunk when you couldn't even look into his eyes in the same way again

The eyes that are once so dreamy when you both locked in

He can tell that you're still moving on from him

He can tell that your eyes speaks louder than words

He can tell that you're still hurting because of him

Past : He shouldn't had an affair with someone else

"Diana, she isn't-"

"I know"

Steve is staggered as he swallows nervously in front of you, he wishes to be sucked down deeply on the floor and never to be seen again

He's ashamed for himself

He doesn't understand the meaning and the idea of love until it hits him like a block of bricks

And it hit really hard to the point that right after he slept with the other woman that night after the party that you both went out

He realized he made a mistake

A huge mistake that "sorry" can never undo the damage to what he has been done

Once the trust is broken it can never be fixed

You know he had a choice not to choose to cheat on you

But you laugh in disbelief as you think about it

Oh, right, he's King Steve

He doesn't know feelings and wants to keep his title to stay relevant

"W-Wait, you knew?"

"Everybody at school knows about it, Steve" you tried your very best to mask your pained expression but he can see it

The look on your face pierces right through his chest as he gulps

You have every right to be mad at him

You have every chance to shout and yell at him

But you didn't....

You talk so cold like it doesn't even matter to you

He darts his eyes everywhere in the room as he spoke again "After all this time?"

You sigh tiredly "Yeah"

He shook his head at you as he couldn't believe what you just said

"How? H-How you look-"

"What- I look what?!"

"You look...fine"

You incredulously laugh "Of course, I've had to Steve, we both got a title to keep it stable, right?" You reply to him in a mockery way as he averts his eyes somewhere else

"If you knew then why are you still with me?"

You frown at his words as you take all the courage to not breakdown at him, to not show him that you're weak but you failed since....

You love him too much that it's okay if you break apart from him

"Because I love you, Steve! Why don't you get that?!?"

Your chest heaves heavily as you try to control your breath as you cried angrily but also filled with sadness and frustration

Steve gasps, the moment you snap at him and saw you for the first time like this

You've never showed your side of vulnerability, yes, you've told him a couple of glimpses of your life but never this

Now, his eyes burned with forming tears as he tries to close his mouth in shock

You loved him? No one has ever loved him truly before

"I loved you so much that I play pretend so I can keep you!" You hiccupped into your own tears

"I loved you too" he said it out loud before he can stop himself, you saw how his eyes widens when he realizes what he just said

It's like a record scratch, you stare at him with your tear-stained cheeks as you studied his face

You blink, "What?!?"

"I've been drawn to you ever since we we're friends"

"S-Steve" you shift on your stance

"You're the only friend that I've ever had, who knows me better than I do"

You throw your palms on your face as you continue to sob

You're both dating for almost 2 years but why does he have to betray you to make him realize that he is in love just like you?

"Is this true?" You quietly say as you wipe away your tears

"Yes, it is" he walks closer to you but you moved away giving him the signal that you don't want him to hold you

"I-I tried to ignore the signs before that I thought maybe you- you just wanted this for to gain something"

What the fuck?

"Is that all really matters to you? Steve? don't you even think about how much I've suffered to maintain my sweet-like personality whenever we walked in the hallways?!?"

He thought maybe if he confessed his true feelings to you, everything will go back to normal

But it doesn't....

Not even the truth will bring the both of you comfort

Pain is all there ever is

"I've wanted to scream and I'm so tired to act like everything is okay, I really really wanted us to last, Steve"

"Turns out it was just only me who wanted to have a future with you"

The words just rolls out of your bitter tongue and it's a punch to his gut

"N-No, that isn't true" he begs

"You lost me, Steve, you had your chance and you blew it" you sniffle

Before he can say anything, you left him alone in his house as his eyes are still glued at the closed door hoping that you'll come back

But you never ever did

Future : if only he's loyal to you this wouldn't happen

You endured every single thing that his friends talked about you

Talked about, you're not fit into their world

Saying that "she doesn't belong here" but you didn't care because why?

You loved him

You love Steve Harrington despite what everyone else says

You don't care about titles

You don't care about these social cliques

You just wanted to have good friends and well, maybe love

Everybody adored you at school saying that you're the sweetest and kindest popular girl, it's actually rare for them to have those qualities because most of them are fucking assholes

You even overheard some other people like how did you even get into this situation?

Back in 1982, you're a new kid at school and you somehow manage to get into King Steve's heart without any hassle

You wished you've only stayed as friends

So, this wouldn't have hurt this much

"Steve!"

"What?"

"You know I'm ticklish!"

"I don't know" he feigns innocence and he still continues torturing you into your side as he towers over you as you lay at the grass with a blanket on his backyard

"Stop!" You say with a breathy laugh

He chuckles when you pout at him holding the both of his wrists "Okay, okay"

There's a moment that both of you halted over your silliness at each other

He never felt anything like this before

His heart is beating so loud that he could hear it throbbing on his ear

Your eyes went everywhere to his face

He is absolutely so beautiful up close like this

You're the first one to break the whatever that was

He nods as he runs his fingers through his hair as he watches you

He is so thankful that he has someone like you

You've never judged him, you let him know that emotions are valid that he can always count on you

You comforted him on his darkest days, you're the sunshine that help him to forget his absent parents

You feel so sorry for him when he told you he's alone most of the time in his enormous house

Yeah, maybe he's wealthy but he did not once felt happy until you came along

You're like an angel, he knows that he made the right decision to sit next to you at English Class, that's where it all began your newfound friendship

A part of him is afraid at that time you might back out if you found out that he's King Steve and his reputation at school

He is surprised that you didn't knew anything about him and that gives him a relief

After everything crashed down, now, you wished you knew all about him that's how he thinks about love

It's all just fun and games to him

You cursed at yourself for being so lovesick

A smile grows on his lips as watches you ate cherries on the vanilla milkshake that he make for you, it's your favorite

The whipped cream went on the sides of lips as you take a sip from the straw

He swiped it using his thumb and you blushed at his sudden action

He licked it off clean as you watch him

He catches you staring, there's a unreadable gleam on your eyes that he didn't not quite understood yet

Steve can't even register that he's moving closer to you and you froze as you hold your milkshake tightly as he cradles your cheek

He runs his tongue over his lips as his eyes stare at your rosy lips

He moves inches closer and your breath hitches, your mouth is slightly open as you look at him

He gave you one last look before he dive in

Your lips are now connected to his as he pulled you closer to him, he snatches your milkshake away as he puts it down as you start squirming and shut your eyes as you throw your arms around him

He smiles through the kiss as he deepens making you moan and his heart flutters at the sound of it, your hand crawls through his perfectly styled hair and he made a guttural groan at your move as you tug it slightly

His hands went at your waist as he squeezes it, the touch is overwhelming and your skin feels on fire everytime he grabs and graze his fingertips under over your clothed body

He slowly made you lay down beneath the blanket as you spread your legs to position himself on top of you

Your heart had never been this so fast, he tilts his head over the side as you yelp when his hands went under your skirt he starts toying with the garter of your panties, he smirks through the kiss

He cuts off your heated make out session as he removes his shirt and his eyes widens when you chase his lips as he pecks on it, you blink at his bared chest as you became flustered yet again, your fumbled panicky with the buttons of your blouse but he halted you as you let him undress you

It reveals a red lacy bra as he wolfishly whistles and you playfully slapped his chest as you duck your head down in a shy manner

God, why you gotta be so adorable?

He uses his index finger and his thumb to lift your chin to make you look at his gaze as you finally take him in

His cheeks are flushed, his hair is a mess and both of you are matching the same looks

The look that he's giving you, it's enough to make your mouth run dry and the wetness is pooling between your red lacy underwear

It doesn't take him too long to kiss your lips once again as he rises up slowly to undo his belt and his pants along with his boxers

He unclasps your bra as he throws on the side doesn't really matter where it lands as your hands when back onto your skirt to unzip it as you shimmy down and put it away

He reaches at your red lacy underwear but the moment he struggles to get it off, he starts to get impatient he snaps it just right about where your knees making you squeal

"I'll get you a new one, don't worry, baby" he growls as his hot kisses went everywhere on your chest and you can tell that he is hesitant to touch you

He doesn't even know if you wanted this but as if you can read his mind, the second thoughts were erased as you told him

"Steve, it's okay, you can touch me"

You breath heavily with his kneading your breasts as he plants smearing marks on your neck hitting that sweet spot making you mewl

He pats your thigh as a signal to wrap it on his hips

He holds your waist aggressively you know it will be bruised and it turns you on even more

You gasp as you can felt his tip intruding your tight hole as you can feel him entering smoothly along with your juices and arousal

It doesn't even needed a lubrication, he is drenched because of you

"Jesus Christ, y-you're dripping wet" he grunts as he watches your cunt devouring him as he can see your eyes fighting to stay open

He smirks as he fills you all the way up, you throw your head onto the side as you bit down your bottom lip

"S-Steve, please move"

He is so big to make you scream as you finally adjusted to his size and felt comfortable with pain and pleasure

He puts the other leg down as he lifts the other one as he puts over his shoulder and pulls you down closer to him that earned a whimper from you

He starts rutting in and out slowly, he hasn't even done anything and yet, it's driving you crazy

The squelching noises, the slamming back and forth with his slow pace as you start clenching around him

"Goddamn it, baby, you gotta stop doing that" his mouth is hanging open and already knows what heaven feels like

This is heaven

He doesn't ever want to leave

"M-Move f-faster" you stuttered between soft moans as you pawing at his hairy covered chest as he begins to go rough on you

Your hand flew over as you slapped and covered your mouth as your breasts start to jiggle from his movement, he tear off your hand as he pins it down

"Don't be shy on me, I wanna hear you loud and clear"

You whine and arched your back as he start to held both of your arms to go along with his neck as he pulls you even more further making him go deeper inside of you as you throw your head back and you gave him his wishes

You moaned beautifully as he devilishly smirks as he kisses you again but this time is filled with lust and teeth began to clash

Your whole body feels lumpy as both of you went back down as he raises both of your arms over the top of your head as he pounds at you placing kisses all over your face

You watch him down below as he fucks you ramming his way so easily

Your eyes rolls back as your high pitched moans went "ah-ah-ah" he feels so fucking great to hear those coming out of you because he's the one that made you feel like this

"So tight, baby, you're killing me"

"S-Steve, don't sto-p"

You wrap your legs around him as you tangle at him along with his body to push him down

"Oh shit!" he exclaims as his eyes darkens

You giggle but the time when he fingers touched your clit and you shudder

"Not so funny are we now, baby?" He bullys your clit earning a lewd noises falls from your lips

You nod at him pathetically as you matched his movements making him chuckle darkly

He lets go of your hands as he hooks his hand under your knees as he sheathes himself inside of you

You started babbling at him saying "S-Steve- fuck! That's it right there!" You shouted out loud but not without a moan

Yes, this is what he wanted

Let the neighbors hear you that he's the one who giving you this sweet pleasure

He thrusts as you shake your head begging for a release

"Yes, baby, I know, just let it go, I got you"

"ah-Steve!-oh"

You moan wildly as you chant his name as you came undone

He spills his load painting your flesh walls white

Your legs are trembling and you're shaking badly as he lazily smile as his spent body went boneless on top of you

You embrace him with your warmth along with your tangled legs as you kept him in place

His eyes go big when he realizes he had done something, you felt him became tense as you hold him softly by his shoulder blades

Despite, the fiery sex that you just both had, you're still in that haze but you remembered that both of you just did that on his backyard is making you feel fuzzy

He carefully rips himself off of you as he start scrambling to get on with his boxers

You immediately missed his scent on you

You furrow your brows as you watch him run off with that worried look on his eyes

You didn't have the time to wear your discarded clothes as you chose to grab his towel that is hanging around the lounge chair that he uses when he wants to take a dip from his swimming pool, you covered it with your naked body

"Steve! Wait- what is it?" You asked him with concern his heart feels booming inside of his chest by the tone of your voice

You really did care about him

This is all too good to be true

You followed him as he moves the sliding the door as he went outside he stopped once he's in there

You stare at behind his back and insecurities are now lurking in the shadows

Did he regret it?

Just run off and never look back save yourself from rejection

But you didn't instead, you touched his shoulder softly as he melts with it, you call out to his name again, you swore you heard him crying

He slowly turns his body around facing you and now you met Steve's eyes with threatening tears that are about to fall

"O-Oh my god, Steve? Are you okay?- Tell m-"

"W-We didn't use protection- and I-" he croaked up in his own tears

"I came inside of you and I didn't even asked you first that if you wanted this to happen" he motions at the two of you and you can see the guilty look from his eyes as he rests his forehead against with yours

Your eyes softens as it starts become glossy

Did he ruin your friendship?

Did he broke the last precious thing that meant a lot from him?

"Steve, it's fine, I've wanted you to"

His blinked the tears away just to see your face clearly

"Y-You wanted it?" He says as he holds your hands raising it closer to his face as he kisses it

You take a deep breath through your nose as you brave enough to confess your feelings

"I wanted you more than as a friend, Steve"

The swallows the lump on his throat as his chest eases out from tension

"The truth is that I love you, Steve" a fallen tear as you smile at him

Your eyes are shining with so much affection that he doesn't have before and it scares him

He shakes his head in disbelief as he watches you hug him

"You don't have to say anything, I just wanted you to know that I do, I am really in love with you"

He squeezes his eyes shut to your words as he hugs you tightly as he rests on the crook of your shoulder

He finally got what he wanted all of his life

Until, he realizes it was too late

He was too late for him to figure it all out, when you finally made up your mind that you want him in the first place

You loved him too early, he loved you too late

Aftermath : you can't ever lie to yourself that you still want him after how he treated you harshly

As much as you wanted to cling on to him and keep things the way they were

You know what's best for you

You know it's the right thing to do

You know deep down to your soul that you don't want this to end

But this is all too much for you, too much for you to bear

The agony, pain, sorrow, disappointment, heartache, if you continue this, you will be miserable

You want it keep it going, hell, if he asked you to marry him, you would, fuck, he might not even finished saying the lines, you will say "yes" to everything

But his heart is elsewhere, his mind is remains afloat

You got your heart and your soul devoted to him, you gave your most sacred value, your body

Only to be wasted to be washed away down the drain

But still, you've never regret doing it to him,

But no matter what you do, no matter how many times he apologizes to you, sure, you can see it that he despised his fault for your failed relationship

It isn't feel right and it isn't working

You can't see and look at him in the same way before, all you can see is....

It's deceitful, it's making you so angry but you will never show how hot-headed you are

Because, yet again, you loved him, no matter how you wanted to scratch his face out of madness

He is intimidated by your whole sense of nonchalant micro expressions but he knows behind that mask

You're upset

You know it yourself that you've done everything that you could ever give to him

You conclude in your own thoughts alone that you aren't enough for him

There might be sprinkle of insecurity that you wanted to brush it off but that's what you feel

You supported him, take care of him, you've been a good listener, you've been a loving girlfriend of his that in other people lenses

You're just an eye candy

Now, you understand what you've gotten those sympathetic eyes on you at school

Because this is all what comes down to....

You're just another girl that he got himself a jackpot to his prize

Just another trophy to his collection that he just....slept with you and he'll do it again after to the next girl that he got eyes targeted

Despite at how brutal that sounds

You will always love him

Back to Prom 1984

You can feel everyone's eyes on the both of you

You're dancing together at the center of the dance floor

They knew about you and Steve's relationship and the infidelity that he has done

They knew about the bond that is going to fall apart

Steve thought that the music is far from being too loud, he is getting overwhelmed by it, he wants to turn it off and leave the premises with you where he feels safe

Now, he is slipping off with your delicate fingers, the only sanctuary that he has ever given and he knows that he is fucking lucky to have you

He wished that the both of you could lose this crowd

"Let's go outside"

"N-No, S-Steve- No"

He ignores your protests and he tugs at your hand leading you out of the dance floor as he tries to scrape you off your feet and dragged you outside

The students starts whispering all around

He is surprised that you let him hold you

You let him intertwined your hands with his

He pushes you outside first slowly and he closes the door behind him, the music blurs out

You wrap your arms around yourself the night chilly air hits your delectable skin as the fairy lights from the streets makes you look glowy

He sadly sighs as he finally had the chance to look at you like this again

This is the only time that he saw what's in your eyes, god- is this what he trying to dodge? what is he thinking? all he wanted is to punch himself for cheating on you

All he can see the remnants of your undying love to him on your eyes but also mixed with a cloud of gloominess

He fucked up big time

He removes his coat as he tries to give it to you

"I don't want your coat" you step away as you sternly look at him

He ignores again, your remark as he places his coat around you

"What should I do to gain back your trust, please tell me" his hazel eyes pleads for you and your eyes burning from the tears forming

Your chest tightens, you don't want to have this conversation again

You know it'll ended up so raw and you feel exposed by your feelings and the worst case

The transparency of your emotions

The seconds as he awaits for your reply, the music from the gymnasium dies

You look at him that he doesn't ever wanted to see

It terrifies him horribly as he begins to cry in front of you as you did too

"Oh, god- please no" his voice starts breaking and your heart shattered at the sound of it

He knows exactly the meaning behind your melancholic eyes

It's all sad goodbyes

"Steve, maybe it's better this way" you say as you held his cheeks as he presses himself against it at the palm of your hands as he kisses it

"No, it's not-"

He knows that you aren't a fool to this any longer, he knows what's about to happen but he can't help but beg for you to not leave him

You rip your hand out of his cheeks as he already misses your touches

You hated how fast you feel powerless over him whenever you talked to him like this

You hated how easily that he can get to touch like nothing happened

But, not this time, not anymore

You're trusting your gut, you listen to your inner voice

"Steve! If we pick up where we left off, we'd just end up hurting ourselves and it will hurt a lot more of the things that we wanted to say to each other"

"Don't say it like that- I promise that'll be better, I'll prove it to you"

You slam your lips over his and he can't help but feel the same butterflies on his stomach that he once ignored, you kissed him like it was your last breath

There's a voice inside of his head that says he something is bad is about to happen

God, if he could only turn back the time and he'll make things right

"Don't let this get over with your head, I am giving you one last dance, one last touch and one last kiss"

"N-No, please- don't let go-"

"I'm saying that this is goodbye, Steve"

"W-We could've have been so good together, we could've have this dance forever"

You smile sadly, "I wish you thought about that before you crossed me" he watches you as you take off his coat from your shoulders

Your heels hits the pavement as it starts clicking as you walked away from him

He chases you as he hugged you from behind, you breakdown in tears again, he rests his head over your shoulder as he sniffled

"Please stay"

"You will always have my heart, you know it belongs to you ever since, Steve, and I'm always going to love you, but I have to go" you caressed his hand as you remove yourself from him as you take a look at him one last time

"I love you Steve Harrington, thank you for giving me how betrayal feels like" you humorlessly chuckle as he runs his hands over his face, he keeps shaking his head sideways

You kissed his cheek as he watches you with those tired eyes, of course, you can notice everything, the dark circles surrounding his eyes

He hasn't gotten any sleep like you do

He can't sleep properly because of you

His mind and his heart screams at you

He wants you back on his life, but now, he's alone again

He hates himself and he knows what he did is unforgivable and unforgettable

"I'll miss you, take care okay?" You choke in your own tears as you fixed his hair for the last time, the kind gesture that he always admired, he can't believe that this is the last time

He holds both of your shoulders "I can't never love again, I only want you"

Your heart cracks piece by piece to his words

The time is running out, you need to move

"If you really love me you have to let me go, Steve"

He begrudgingly loosens his hold on you as he watches you walking towards your car, his eyes are fixated on you and you know it

You badly wanted to look at him again, but you decided against it, you don't even wanna leave him like this but it had to be done

He cries standing all alone on that night

You cried while driving home as your knuckles turn white as you grip on the steering wheel

He knows for a fact that he will never gonna dance again

The way he danced with you

[manic-eddie]

Steve Harrington in his scoops ahoy uniform>>>anything else 🥹💞

[str4ngergirlw0rld]

steve harrington loves breeding you

steve harrington protects you and makes sure you’re seen and heard even by his douchebag friends (1983)

steve harrington wines and dines you and then takes you in the back of his fancy car not caring if your cum gets all over his seats

steve harrington holds you when you’re sad and starts crying with you

steve harrington tries to fight for you and loses every time

steve harrington blocks you when you’re in dangers way

steve harrington forces you to take his hoodies so he can see how they swallow you whole

steve harrington loves hugging you from behind

steve harrington is super loving in bed and always finds a way to interlock hands with you

steve harrington is the best bf

[themunsonhorrorpictureshow]

I don't wanna be pretty like a girl

I wanna be pretty like steve harrington on season 3

[vilentia]

Unmasked

Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: A tender and intimate relationship unfolds, allowing Steve to discover and embrace his true self.

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The quiet aftermath of the Upside Down brought a stillness to Hawkins that was almost eerie. For you, it was a return to normalcy, but for Steve Harrington, it was the beginning of a new journey.

In your small, cozy living room, with its mismatched cushions and soft, warm lighting, Steve found a haven. Here, he was no longer King Steve, the guy with the nail-bat, or the default babysitter. Here, he was just Steve, and it was both terrifying and liberating.

"I've always had to be something more," he confessed one evening, as you both lay sprawled on the couch. Your head rested against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "King Steve at school, the protector for the kids... It's like I never got the chance to just be me."

His words hung in the air, mingled with the faint scent of the jasmine candle burning on the coffee table. You looked up at him, meeting his eyes, which always seemed to carry the weight of his unspoken thoughts.

"You don't have to be anything but yourself here, Steve," you said softly, your hand finding his. "With me, you're safe."

It was a slow process, watching the layers peel back from a persona that had been carefully constructed over years. But in these quiet moments, with shared smiles and gentle touches, Steve began to let go.

Rain tapped gently against the window on a chilly evening, the kind of rain that whispered secrets and promised new beginnings. Wrapped in a blanket, you both watched the droplets race down the glass, an unspoken comfort in the silence between you.

"I was always scared to show weakness," Steve admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "To be vulnerable meant to be open to hurt, and I couldn't afford that. Not with everything that was going on."

Your fingers traced patterns on the back of his hand, a silent reassurance. "It's okay to let those walls down, Steve. Here, with me, you don't have to be strong all the time."

As he turned to you, his eyes were an open book of fears and dreams, of battles fought and scars borne. But there was also hope, a flicker that grew stronger in your presence.

"With you, I feel like I'm just starting to understand who I am. Not some role I have to play, but me. Steve Harrington, without all the extra baggage," he said, a small, genuine smile playing on his lips.

You leaned in, your lips meeting his in a kiss that was tender and filled with understanding. It was a reassurance, a promise, a moment of shared vulnerability.

In the days that followed, your relationship blossomed into something beautiful and real. Movie nights turned into impromptu dance sessions in your living room, his laughter filling your space with a joy that was infectious. Cooking together became a regular activity, filled with playful flour fights and stolen kisses.

One evening, as you both lay curled up under a blanket, watching the embers of the fire dance in the fireplace, Steve's voice broke the comfortable silence. "I love you," he said, his voice steady and sure. "Not for the heroics or the adventures, but for this. For the quiet moments, for the comfort, for the realness."

Your heart swelled with an emotion so profound it was almost overwhelming. "I love you too, Steve. For who you are, for who you've been, and for who you're yet to become."

In your embrace, he found a peace he'd never known. With you, he was unmasked, vulnerable, and utterly content. And as you both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the warmth of each other's arms, the world outside didn't seem so daunting anymore. Together, you were ready to face whatever came next, unmasked and unafraid, in love and in life.

[strangerbitxhs]

Six Little Nuggets (Steve Harrington x Fem Reader)

Parring: Steve Harrington x Fem Reader

Rating: 18+

Warnings: fluff, smut, friends to lovers, breeding kink, slight s4 spoilers, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, creampie

A/N: this is kinda long i got really into it SORRY LOL also my asks and requests are open and i'd love to know if anyone has anything in mind for me to write!!!

Steve Harrington had been your bestfriend for as long as you could remember, the two of you practically growing up together. You bonded over shitty parents, the loneliness you both felt, and now, the trauma you both shared.

You had also been in love with Steve for as long as you could remember, not that you would ever tell him that. I mean, how could you not fall for him? He was absolutely beautiful, inside and out. He had the kindest soul, the sweetest personality, and he never failed to make you smile, even in your darkest moments.

It had been another one of those dark moments, they seemed to happen more often than not these days. The two of you had just barely escaped the Upside Down this time, and you could feel it.

You were exhausted as you watched bloody water pool up in the bottom of Steve's shower. The hot water stung the cuts, soothing your aching muscles at the same time.

You sighed as you turned the knob to shut the water off, wrapping your hair in a towel before stepping out onto the cold tile floor. You smiled at the sight of the T-Shirt and shorts Steve had placed on the counter for you, quickly drying yourself off before slipping into his all to big clothes.

His shirt was like a dress on you, but you loved the way that it felt, the way that it smelled. You inhaled the sweet scent, a mix of fresh laundry and Steve's cologne, a scent you could never get enough of.

You smiled softly to your self as you ran your fingers through your damp hair, as you picked up the toothbrush Steve kept for you in his bathroom. It wasn't unusual for you to sleep at his house, it happened more recently with everything that had been happening in Hawkins lately. You didn't want to be alone, not that Steve would let you.

You climbed into his bed, pulling the blanket over yourself as you let your head hit the soft pillow. You felt the emptiness of the bed as you tossed and turned, wishing you could fall into slumber as Steve held you in his arms. Imagined his soft kisses on your forehead as he played with your hair, whispering sweet words into your ear as you snuggled up beside him.

You groaned, eyes rolling as you tried to stop your thoughts from going there with no luck. You longed for Steve, you had for years, yet you could never find the courage to tell him how you felt. As much as you wished he could be yours, you weren't brave enough to make it happen.

You gave up fighting it, letting your thoughts wander. You imagined Steve taking you on dates, the two of you snuggled between his sheets as your favorite movie played in the background. Imagined the two of you becoming a family, marrying him and travelling the world together.

You felt a tear slide down your face at the realization that these were just fantasy, and before you knew it you were fully sobbing. Tears stained the pillow as your body shook, unable to stop it.

A knock at the door snapped you out of your thoughts, you quickly wiped your tears as you ripped the blankets off of you and walked over to open it.

Steve stood before you, eyes bloodshot from the lack of sleep yet looking as beautiful as ever. His messy hair fell perfectly around his face causing your heart to flutter.

"Steve?" You asked softly, looking up at him through wet lashes. The second he noticed your tears, he was guiding you to the bed, sitting next to you and wrapping his arms around you.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concern apparent in his voice. You shrugged your shoulders, unable to meet his gaze as he let you go, the lack of his warmth sending a sinking feeling through your body.

"Just a long night I guess." You were a bad liar, but Steve wouldn't push you. "Can't sleep?" You asked, giving him a small smile.

He chuckled, running a hand through his damp hair. "No, not really. Guess you couldn't either?"

You shook your head with a small chuckle. Like anyone could sleep after what the two of you had been through.

"Are you sure your alright?" He asked sheepishly, he knew you weren't. You nodded in response.

"Yeah, I'll be alright Stevie." He smiled at your nickname for him, you were the only one he would let call him that.

He stood from the bed sending a pang through your heart. "Just wanted to check on you." He sighed, turning towards the door. "You know where I'll be if you need anything."

As he moved towards the door you couldn't stop yourself. "Steve?" You called, barley above a whisper, yet you know he heard you when he turned to face you. "Can you stay?"

A small look of shock crossed Steve's face, quickly turning to a small blush he hoped you wouldn't notice. "Y-yeah, just let me grab some pillows and I can sleep on the floor."

You shook your head, looking up at him with wide eyes. Maybe it was the almost dying today, but you couldn't bear to be without him tonight. "No." You mumbled as you patted the bed. "Can you stay up here?"

Steve gave you a small nod with a smile as he guided you back to his bed, pulling the blankets over the two of you. The two of you lay on your backs in a comfortable silence for what felt like ages, before you felt Steve's hand brush against you.

You jumped a bit at his touch, causing him to hastily pull away while muttering apologies under his breath.

"No, no." You turned to look at him. "I was just surprised, it's okay."

Steve smiled softly as he turned to face you, draping his arm around your hips, tracing small circles into your back sending a feeling of relaxation through your body.

"You know, I've always had this stupid dream." Steve chuckled to himself as you watched him with eager eyes, urging for him to continue. You could listen to Steve talk about his hopes and dreams all night.

"I always had a dream that I had this really big family." He continued, not meeting your gaze. "I'm talking like a full brood of Harrington's, like five, six kids."

"Six kids?" You giggled, his eyes finally meeting your own.

"Yeah, six little nuggets. Three girls, three boys." He chuckled. "And every summer, I figured all of us Harrington's, we would pack into an RV and just see the country. You know, the Rockies, Grand Canyon, maybe Yellowstone." He smiled as he spoke sending heat to your face. You had imagined a family with Steve more times than you would like to admit.

"End up in some beachside town in California, spend a week parked in the sand." He continued. "Learn how to surf or something."

"I think that sounds really nice Stevie." You whispered, looking up at him.

He smiled down at you tenderly. "Yeah?" He sounded unsure of himself, so you gave him a small nod.

The two of you sat in silence for a few minutes before you spoke. "You'll be a really good dad Steve." He smiled, a beautiful wide smile. "Those kids and your wife will be lucky."

Steve chuckled, bringing his thumb to your face. "I forgot one tiny detail, it's an important one though." You looked at him confused, attempting to ignore the feeling his fingers swiping across your cheek brought.

"You're there too." He spoke softly, barely above a whisper. "You've always been there."

You couldn't hide the shock that spread across your face or the fact that your whole body had froze.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make things wei-" Steve was cut off as you crashed your lips into his, sparks flying through your body as your dreams became reality.

You kissed him soft and slowly, savoring every moment before pulling away. "I've loved you for years Stevie." You smiled, happy tears rolling down your cheeks. "I would love that life with you."

Steve couldn't stop himself from pulling your body into his, pressing his lips to yours once again. His kisses were hungry, as he rolled over to get on top of you.

He trailed kisses down your neck, hands exploring your body like he had never seen it before.

He pulled away from you for a second causing you to let out a small whine. He chuckled, brushing your bangs out of your face. "Are you sure?" He asked, earning a small giggle and a nod before you pulled his body back onto yours.

He sucked the sweet spot behind your ear, pulling a soft moan from the back of your throat, his hips bucking into you at the sound. You could feel him through his shorts, his length grinding into you sending heat through your whole body.

"Steve." You practically begged, out of breath. "Please Steve, I want you."

The look in Steve's eyes at your words was something you had never seen before. Beneath hooded eyes, his usually soft brown eyes had turned dark, consumed with lust.

The two of you undressed each other in no time, ripping pieces of clothing of in between kisses, the feeling of his body unrestrained by clothes making you moan into his mouth.

"Holy shit." Steve trailed off as his eyes wandered your body. "Baby, you are so beautiful."

He pushed you up towards the top of his bed as he positioned his head between your things, trailing sloppy kisses in between your legs before letting his eyes reach your cunt.

He chuckled, devious grin spread across his face as his fingers slid up and down your folds. "So wet for me already sweetheart."

Your brain was a mess of lust, love, and fog and all you could manage to do was moan. "You make such pretty sounds." He whispered against your thighs before slipping a finger inside of you, followed by his tongue reaching down to circle your clit.

You were a mess within seconds, watching Steve buck his hips against the mattress as he licked and sucked all your most sensitive spots. Your moans grew louder as you felt the knot in your stomach grow.

"Fuck Steve." You moaned, bucking your hips into his face. He moaned against your clit, sending vibrations through your body.

"Cum for me baby girl." He moaned into you before bringing his mouth back down to your clit.

Your walls tightened against his finger, turning you into a mess of babbling words and moans under him. The knot snapped as you came, body shaking as he guided you through your orgasm.

You watched as Steve licked your juices off his finger, climbing on top of you and pressing his lips to yours.

You wrapped your fingers around his length, pumping it slowly, thumb grazing over his tip, spreading the precum that had gathered there. Steve gasped into your lips, fucking himself into your hand.

"You're sure?" He asked out of breath as he lined himself up with your entrance, you nodded eyes wide as you squirmed under him. All you wanted was him, and you wanted all of him.

"Words princess." He grunted, hooded eyes watching you as he stroked his cock.

"Please Steve, I need you."

That was all it took for Steve to bottom out inside of you, causing both of you to moan. He let you adjust to his size before he started to slowly thrust into you.

"Fuck baby." He moaned, the most beautiful sound you had ever heard. "You feel so good, so tight."

You moaned into his lips as you brought your hands into his hair, tangling through it as he quickened his pace. He felt so good, like he was made just for you.

You pulled on his hair and he couldn't help but moan into your mouth. "Steve, your so fucking good." You were practically screaming at this point, silently grateful his parents were never around. "Please Steve, let me cum."

Steve brought his thumb to your clit, softly circling it while keeping up his pace. He sucked marks into your neck as you withered beneath him.

It didn't take long for you to fall apart around him, screaming his name as you came all over his cock. Your words of praise and moans driving Steve closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm gonna cum baby." Steve panted as his thrusts became sloppier. You brought your legs up, wrapping them around his back, allowing him to thrust deeper into you.

"Cum inside me Steve." You moaned, the look of pure pleasure on his face driving you absolutely crazy. "I wanna make you a daddy."

Your words pushed him over the edge as he thrust deep into you, moaning your name as he shot ropes of cum deep into your cunt. He looked so beautiful, face contorted, mouth hanging open, hair messy and stuck to his face.

He slowed his pace as he came down from his high, refusing to pull out and let even a drop of his cum out of your cunt.

He flopped his weight on top of you, both of you panting as you brought your hands to his back, trailing up and down. "I love you Steve." You whispered, planting a soft kiss to his lips.

"I love you too baby." He smiled down at you, eyes full of love and happiness. "You're going to be the best mother."

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Forbidden Fruit - Dating Jonathan Byers' sister

Steve Harrington x Reader -Part Two

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Female orgasm, female oral sex. Kissing, skin grabbing. Slight dirty talk, fluff. Angst, tension. Male aggression.

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You arrived at the party late, your dress blew against the wind causing you to shiver from the chill. Raising your hand up to knock on the door before realising that it was open, you push it gently and it swung against the wall.

People were clutching onto red plastic cups, talking energetically with others against walls, doors and corners of Steve's house. As you turned into the living room, more people had taken the black leather sofas and were engaged in conversation with no other than.

''Steve!'' this drunk girl stumbled over to him, spilling her drink all over the cream carpet. Her arm fell over his shoulder as she talked loudly into his ear, she was mumbling about how he never called her back when his eyes met yours.

He smiled as she continued to talk to him, his eyes never leaving yours. You were hovering behind the sofa, blushing red as he whispered into her she shot him an offended look and began walking in your direction.

Looking down at your feet as his body stood in front of you.

"You came! I didn't think that you would. Let's get you a drink." He smirked, his words were enthusiastic. The cup in his hand was empty as he waved it around in front of you.

His arm raised above you as he pointed towards the kitchen, watching as you walked together. His cup was crumpled between his fingers as he bit his lip, the sight of you made him shiver. Your black dress reached just below your lower legs, the same one that you wore the other night. Your fishnets shone in the multi coloured lights, your hair was swinging as you walked.

The kitchen table was covered with alcohol bottles and plastic bottles filled with mixers, next to the table there were buckets of ice and plastic cups. He picked one out for you and passed it to you. Your eyes were filled with innocence as you looked up at him, hesitant to touch any of the drinks in front of you.

"Here, let me pour you one" his body pushed against yours as he moved in front of you, he poured you a weak vodka and coca cola. Smiling to you before passing it to you.

He looked good, the kitchen light was hitting his oiled hair. His skirt was a silky grey, his blue jeans were covered slightly by the shirt. You had never seen him wear anything so fancy.

He led through to the living room, the group he was with before had scattered. Leaving you on the couch, he threw himself down onto it dramatically, making you laugh. He laughed with you as you sat down next to him more gracefully. His arm was resting on the back of the sofa, drinking a fresh drink as he peered at you. Watching your expressions changed as you tasted the liquid in the cup, coughing at the strength. You were not a drinker, you could taste the vodka through the coca cola. He laughed softly, trying to hide his amusement in his cup but you noticed, shooting him a scowl.

You sat there listening to the faint music behind you, staring ahead as he moved closer to you. Feeling nervous by his presence, you bit down hard onto the plastic rim as you looked at him. His features were pretty, you could see his long eyelashes as he blinked. His breath smelt strongly of alcohol making you grimace slightly.

“You don’t have to drink it you know?’’ he smirked, leaning closer to you. You could tell that he was slightly tipsy, the way his lip curled as he smirked. His eyes were glassed over as he stared at you.

“I know, I might just sip on it. Ahah” you laughed uneasily, your free hand was holding onto a blunt in your pocket.

Bringing it out into the light, you twirled it between your fingers looking down at it as it moved. Steve’s eyes lit up at the sight of it in your lap, his tongue wagging like a puppy.

“Wanna smoke?” your voice was relaxed and soft as you met his eyes. A smirk fought your lips as he stood up at once, nodding rapidly.

He was out the room before you were, waiting for you on the stairs. Nervously, you followed behind him as he rushed upstairs. Going into Steve Harrington’s bedroom alone made your stomach flip, you wondered how many other girls had stood where you stood. He rearranged his bed covers, patting a seat next to him for you.

Nervously you walked across the room towards him, the blunt getting warmer and warmer in the palm of your hand. Sitting down next to him, trying to avoid the tingling sensation in your knee as it hit against his. He was grinning like a teenage boy as you straightened the blunt out in your hand, passing you a lighter eagerly watching you light it.

You passed it between each other for a while, until the nervous sober tension had disappeared. Falling onto his bed, your eyes focusing on the ceiling. He glanced at you before following, making you giggle as his weight lifted you up slightly. Your faces inches apart as the smoke drifted between you, a smile plastered on both your faces.

Between the silence and the faint music downstairs, you edged yourself closer to his face. His freckles were visible to your eyes, tracing them with your fingers. His fingers made their way to the bare skin on your shoulder, repeating your movement as his eyes drifted off your skin to meet your eyes. They were soft, the lighting in the room reflected them making you shiver, he looked beautiful in the golden hues of his room.

You felt lost in his eyes as you felt him move his head closer to yours, gasping quietly as his lips finally met yours. Relaxing into the kiss, your eyes closing tightly as his hand stroked your cheek. You felt nervous that you weren’t kissing right but as his lips touched yours once more, you couldn’t help yourself but attempt to kiss back.

As your body began to move closer to his, light moans escaping his mouth as you kissed. Neither of you two heard the noise and commotion downstairs, too busy transfixed on each other to notice until Steve’s bedroom door burst open. Jolting apart in a high and tipsy state to face Jonathan, his eyes angrily moving between you and Steve.

You jumped up at once, grabbing your jacket that was draping off your shoulders. Suddenly feeling much smaller than you were five minutes ago, you stared between Steve and Jonathan watching as he reached for Steve. Squealing in shock, you listened to Jonathan’s anger as he grabbed Steve by the scruff of his t-shirt. Face to face with each other, daggers in their eyes.

“I fucking told you to stay away from my sister.” his breath was hot against Steve’s face as his words pierced through his ears. Staring at him in shock, still high from the blunt you shared.

He stared at him for a few moments before dropping him dramatically, striding towards you and seizing your arm with his hand tightly. Forcing you out his room, your eye met Steve’s as you left the door. They were filled with sadness and regret as he stood there paralysed with lust and shock.

The car journey was tedious, he stared ahead at the road. The stereo playing softly in the background as he sped through the traffic, his knuckles were white against the leather as his teeth gritted together. Your legs were pressed against the side of the door, your arms folded tightly as you watched the cars fly by.

Neither muttering a word, sadness and anger filled the air. You witnessed his slight glances in the window as he looked softly at you but his angry expression resumed as he focused on the road.

Once arriving at home, you walked in silence inside the house. Feeling nervous to speak in case he raised his voice, you had never seen him act that way until tonight. It frightened you.

He didn’t follow you as you rushed towards your bedroom, jumping under the covers of your double bed. Switching on your golden fairy lights that hung above your headboard, a copy of Pride and prejudice sat crumpled on your bed table. You picked it up and began reading, wanting to get lost in a fictional world rather than face reality.

Jonathan didn’t leave his bedroom for days, you pattered across the hallway between chapters. Dreaming of a romance like those in the romantic novels you got lost in, sighing as you hovered outside the door of his room. The smell of weed filtered out through the house, your mom Joyce had reassured you that he would speak to you soon. She sat at the kitchen table with you as you cried, deciding to tell her about Steve. You noticed as her eyes met Hopper's, who shrugged, tipping his sheriff's hat at you and kissing Joyce softly before leaving the house. He was never good at ‘girlie’ advice as he called it but he tried with El.

You unravelled your feelings into the hot choco mug on the kitchen table, your mom rubbing your back softly as you felt yourself melt. Pausing as you heard a bedroom door open in the hallway, listening to the soft footsteps and relaxing as El and Max joined the table. Smiling at them through the tears, her hand touched yours. Max made a joke about Steve making you laugh, wiping your wet stained cheeks. Joyce’s laughter echoed in your ear as both of your hands held El and her hand’s tightly, laughing together around the table released some of your pain.

As you begin to feel better, listening to Max’s silly stories and EL jumping in to add her own references. Jonathan echoed across the room, his door was open as you stared at the entranceway, meeting your eyes with Steve. Your breath became hitched, your chest tightened as you smiled at you. He still looked sad, but as he clutched his side you knew that he wasn’t here for a social call. Your eyes drifted towards the car outside, a blonde girl was applying lipstick in his car.

Gasping to yourself, you rose suddenly. Your eyes filled with tears as you didn’t bother to watch him leave before rushing towards your bedroom, collapsing heavily onto your bed in tears. None of the girls followed you, they assumed that you wanted space. You heard Max’s voice bounce across the walls towards Steve, anger filled her voice.

“Just leave Steve, she’s not coming out” she spat towards him. Joyce stared down at her coffee mug, not wanting to get involved. El sent daggers his way as he glumily left the house.

You sighed at the sound of the front door shutting, your thoughts filled your mind. Wondering why you believed that he was different, Jonathan was right and as you sunk further into the bed your mind pictured Steve last night.

The way his eyes looked as he stared into your eyes, the light flickering spots of brown and the feeling of his lips on yours. Your breathing becomes heavier as your tears streamed faster, every time you close your eyes. He would be looking at you, his soft glances. Replayed where you sat in his car as he kissed you, the sound of the rain made you shiver as you picked yourself up. Climbing back into bed, your book falling onto your stomach as you buried deeper underneath the covers.

Your brief times with him replayed in your mind as you knew that they wouldn’t be the same anymore.

You slept for the rest of the weekend, only waking up to eat and read. Footsteps come and go in the hallway, you imagine Steve as he pauses at your bedroom before walking into Jonathan’s room. You wonder if they talk about you but then realise that you are a touchy subject and your heart sinks deeper into your chest.

Monday morning, the chillness in the air reflects your feelings as you sit in the back of Jonathan’s car. Watching the scenery flyby, his eyes glance towards you through the rear-view mirror, your eyes don’t meet his. You leave without saying goodbye, as you walk across the courtyard, you hear Steve’s voice behind trying to refrain from looking in his direction.

You can’t help but let your eyes follow the voice, his hair was slicked back with gel. He was wearing his Family Video uniform, Robin was rushing to catch up with Nancy as his eyes met you. Everyone disappeared, he still looked sad but they softened as he looked at you. You were standing in the middle of the courtyard as the school bell rang, frozen in time as you followed his movements.

He came quickly across the grass, his hands were suddenly grasping your face as his lips met yours. Both of your eyes tightly shut as you passionately kissed him, you felt you were dreaming as his arms hooked under your ass and he lifted you up.

You kissed him until your lips grew sore, the contact wasn’t long enough as he placed you back down on the concrete. Shock and lust raced through your veins as you got familiar with your surroundings again, the sun highlighting his brown eyes as he looked at you. That mesmerising smile twinkled at you as you felt yourself laugh but as he kissed you once more, the sadness creeped back into your body as you realised that this shouldn’t have happened.

Pushing him away, you turned towards the school. Running through the doors, his eyes followed you as you disappeared into the cool and dark hallway. His lips tingle from touching yours, his eyes resummed with a sad look as he walked towards his car. His heart sank into his chest as he drove to work, the idea of you never leaving his mind. In his mind, he beat himself up for kissing you but never regretting it for a second.

You spent the day thinking about his lips, the colour of his eyes and how relaxed you felt around him. Hardly paying attention to your classes as you doodled in your notebooks, pushing your food around your plate as you sat through lunch in your thoughts. Your friends tried to get through to you with no luck, they didn’t know about Steve. How your heart ached for the one your brother hated, the one he warned about, the one who kissed you like he would break if he didn’t.

As soon as the day finished, you were back in Jonathan’s car. Drifting off into your thoughts, you saw Steve parked waiting for Robin. His eyes followed the car as it drove out of the car park, Jonathan muttered to himself as he glanced at you. He knew that Steve was looking at you. And he knew there was nothing he could do.

Jonathan went straight to his room once you arrived home, you followed suit. Diving into your bed and escaping into your book, you read for a few hours even as the rain began to pour hitting your window noisily. The candles in your room flickered against the fairy lights above your bed, you were interrupted by a faint knock on your door. Sighing, you called for them to enter rolling onto your back as you held the book over your face.

He stood awkwardly in your room, twirling a blunt in his hand as he cleared his throat. Jonathan looked sheepishly at you, waiting for you to place the book down. He smiled at you, you moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Blinking at him with curiosity, listening to his voice as he began to speak.

“Look, I’m sorry for how I reacted on Friday. I got told that Steve was fucking you or something and my anger drove me. I love you, I just want you to get what you deserve and if you think that’s Steve then I can’t stop you. I don’t approve of Steve but you are your own person. I can’t protect you forever” he was rambling with nerves, laughing lightly to cease his nerves.

“Thank you for apologising to me, I wish I didn’t like him. But I can’t help it. Now let’s go smoke that blunt yeah?” You smiled, walking close to him.

Pointing to the blunt in his hand, he nodded and put his arms around you. Bringing you into a hug, his knuckle rubbing against your head laughing with him as he tickled your sides.

You had missed him, not talking to your brother for a week killed you. Knowing he felt the same as he stood in your bedroom, leading you out towards the garden.

It was raining as you sat on the background porch, the pattering of the rain hit hard against the corrugated roof. You relaxed into the chair as Jonathan lit the blunt, your thoughts drifted to Steve.

As you smoked the blunt together, talking about silly things the rain grew heavier. Jonathan suddenly turned to you as a car pulled up outside, throwing the blunt on the floor.

“You don’t happen to have that watch on you?” he looked frantically at you, the car had switched off the engine when you looked down at your watch nodding.

It was 8pm, your eyebrows knitted together as you told him the time. He didn’t give you an explanation before rushing off into the house, curiously you followed him. It was a girl standing in the rain, you watched as she pulled him in for a kiss.

Unbeknownst to them, you walked into the kitchen startling them both apart. You chuckled as you searched around in the cupboards for a mug, it was cold and you wanted to experience it with a steaming hot chocolate. The girl watched as rain dripped off her body, in a snide voice she asked if they could leave. He nodded but glanced at you before leaving, you heard his footsteps creep up behind you.

Your eyebrows raised, pausing as you organised your ingredients to make the hot chocolate you envisioned in your mind.

‘’Uh, so… I’m going to be gone most of the night but I need you to be there when a few people pick up’’ he laughed sheepishly, turning back to look at the girl on your doorstep. You watched as he stuttered on his words, trying to hide them from her.

‘’Sure, everything is already in your room right?’’ you emptied the coco powder into your cup as he nodded, his lips kissing your cheek as he dashed out the door into the heavy rain. You chuckled to yourself, as you listened to the kettle boil.

You wandered into your bedroom with your steaming hot chocolate and opened your book, you read until the mug was empty and your eyes felt fuzzy. Joyce and Hopper had gone out for a meal and weren’t going to be home for a while, as you walked from your bedroom to wash up your mug. The doorbell echoed through the house, jumping nearly dropping your mug in shock. Sighing as you assumed that it was a random person who was dying for weed, nonchalantly you swung the door open.

Leaning against the door as your eyes followed their body until your eyes met theirs.

Steve’s eyes shone against the porch light, a smirk was tugging on his lips as he looked at you. You were a purple lace night dress, a dressing gown exposing your shoulders as you hung onto the doorframe.

“Hey you” his voice was silky and seductive, you stepped back into the house letting him follow you.

You smiled as you turned your back to him, you knew his eyes were tracing your body outline. The door shutting, his arm grabbed yours, twirling you round to face him. His arm travelled up to caress your face, moving naturally to kiss his hand.

He pulled your body closer to him as his other hand cupped your face, your lips touching his. You instantly moaned, feeling slightly embarrassed for being so loud but as he pushed you into him. His moan was muffled in your mouth as he kissed you hungrily, the rain was loud against the house as your bodies moved together.

Stumbling together between heavy kisses and touching through the hallway into your bedroom, he pushed you onto the bed. Steve’s body pressed against you, his hands exploring your crevasses softly causing you to shiver. You could feel a bulge forming in his jeans as he grinded against your thigh, his kisses became hot and heavy.

Your moans became desperate, needy for his touch. Your hands pulled on his hair as he moved you up the bed, hiking up your dress and he growled at the sight of your lacy underwear. Practically ripping them off from between your thighs, his drool hit the top of your pussy. He glanced at you before burying his head deeper between your legs, it felt like heaven as his tongue hit your clit.

You had never been touched before, he had assumed that you had at least had a first kiss but your moans said otherwise.

“Oh, Steve” your hands grasped onto the bed sheets, pulling them upwards as your body arched against his tongue.

Your hips buckled as you rode his face, your clit twitched as a tingly feeling flooded your body. Riding that feeling through, it felt better and better with every stroke of his tongue.

Pulling your hair harder and harder, he groaned into your pussy vibrating against your clit. Your wetness moved across his face as his lips sucked on your clit, you gasped loudly at the sensation.

He was good. Though you had nothing to compare it too but as he sucked down on your clit, you felt that tingly feeling creep up from your toes.

“That’s it, pretty girl, cum for me” his words were hot, you felt yourself melt into movements. His voice vibrating one more against your clit.

“Steve, it feels so good” you whined desperately as your hips smashed into his jaw. Your legs shaking violently, your gasps were hot and loud as your eyes rolled back.

You felt yourself having your very first orgasm.

The bed creaked as he rode you through your orgasm, your gasps were growing softer and softer as you rode yourself closer into another orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck fuck” you moaned loudly as your head tipped back onto the bed.

Your legs shaking rapidly, your knuckles white from gripping onto the bed sheets. Your voice was hoarse from moaning but as you felt yourself coat his pretty face, you relaxed.

He lifted his head from between your thighs, licking his lips grinning up at you. Bringing his face to yours, making you taste yourself on him. Sliding his tongue inside your mouth, groaning as his hands pulled your underwear backup to cover you.

“I had been thinking about you” he mumbled onto your lips, making you smile.

You kissed him hard just as the sound of the front door opening, the babble of voices echoed through the house.

Your eyes filled with shock, grabbing Steve by his hand and rushing across the hallway. Collapsing into Jonathan’s room, you giggle as your body lands on top of him. Meeting your lips with his as you heard the pattering of footsteps disappear into various bedrooms, smirking as you kiss him.

Lying there for a few moments until the house stood completely still, helping him up from the floor. You wander over to the desk and begin to weigh up his weed.

Your eyes drift between him and the weed, before finally passing it to him. You watched as he rolled a blunt for you both to share, it was full to the brim.

Taking his hand in yours, you peeked your head out into the hallway. The muffled sounds of voices filled the house, squeezing his hand as you rushed across the hallway and back into your room.

Sitting on the floor together hiding between your bed and the window, your backs resting against the bed as the cool air flowed into the room. Passing a blunt between you, the rain still heavy against the window. As you finished the blunt, you climbed into bed together.

Lying on either side of the bed, you both listened to the rain. His hand found yours, holding it tightly as you felt yourself drift off to sleep. Your mind thinking non stop about his tongue with a smile on your face.

[n4tek]

Steve in the John cena fit

[stealthylikeaninja]

I love Steve Harrington and I love Nancy Wheeler but if Stancy is shoved in our faces I will go insane. Steve’s character development and just his character in general relate to him becoming an amazing single mom because of the breakup with Nancy and Nancy is an independent woman who shouldn’t be held back by a relationship that was awkward and didn’t work to begin with. Plus I think Jancy is an underrated ship that worked well in seasons 1-3.

[ronweasleysleftnut]

Your Letters My Heart

A Steve x Female! Reader angsty love story tehee

Steve had been gone for 4 months now. Y/n didn't know how to feel about it. If she was honest, she missed him. She missed him so much she could barely breathe. She sat most days just staring at their pictures together, the ones she had developed just so she could hang them on her mirror. But at the same time, she felt an unbearable hatred towards him. He had left her here alone, with nothing but memories to hold herself together.

Steve claimed that he was leaving to "protect her". After he was in the upside down, things went... sour. He left Y/n in California and went back to Hawkins to help everyone. The only person she had left was Joyce, who was only here temporarily before going back herself. Then Y/n would be completely alone.

She heard a knock on her bedroom door. She had been staying in El's room since shes been gone. Right now, she was sitting in her chair at the desk and staring out the window. "Hey Sweetie" Joyce said quietly, and she walked over to where Y/n sat and set down a tray of food. "I made you breakfast" She says, and she kneels down beside the chair she's sitting in.

"Feeling any better today?" She asks, and Y/n looks over at her and puts on a small smile "I'm good" She lies, but Joyce takes it. She pats the girl's hand and stands, "Make sure to eat up!" She says, and turns to leave the room.

Right before she closes the door however, Joyce faces Y/n again. "Remember, I'm leaving tomorrow. I know it'll be hard, but you'll be left here alone" Y/n nodded her head, still facing the window and Joyce nodded back before shutting the door and leaving.

She had brought Y/n a plate with tomato soup and grilled cheese. Y/n played with the food for a little, stirring the soup in a circle and picking off the crust from the bread. But ultimately, she couldn't stomach any of it.

Instead, she turned to her bed and curled up, sleeping the rest of the day.

She woke up the next morning to the sound of Joyce knocking on her door. She got up groggily and unlocked it, letting the woman in. "Sorry to wake you so early" She whispered as she followed Y/n back to her bed where they both sat down.

It was still dark out, and when Y/n looked at the clock next to her, she saw that it was only 4am. "I'm about to leave for the airport" Joyce said, and Y/n nodded in response. "I left you some cash on the counter, and the kitchen is stocked up. We'll be back in a couple months Y/n, 3 at most." Y/n nodded again, and Joyce pulled her into a hug. "I'll call you when I get there" and Joyce pulls away from her, waving as she exits her room.

The reason Y/n wasn't going to Hawkins is because she promised Steve she wouldn't. Now you might think after they broke up she would toss this aside, but when Steve asked he was more serious than she had ever seen him. And so she stuck to it. Joyce tried to convince her to go at first, but held her ground.

Y/n couldn't sleep the rest of that night. She tossed and turned until eventually she just gave up. She got out of bed instead and went out to the kitchen where she went to make hot cocoa. She got out a mug and started boiling the water, but when she went to get the cocoa out it wasn't there.

She went through the other cabinets, and when she couldn't find it she decided to look through the house. She didn't know the floor-plan very well, having moved here in a rush after the incident at Hawkins. And she had mostly spent her time here hidden away in her bedroom.

So as she looked for a closet or pantry, she instead found herself in Joyce's room. She was about to turn around and close the door, when something caught her eye. There was a box on Joyce's ground, at first Y/n figured it was simply files from her job. But when she looked closer, they were all addressed to Y/n herself.

She picked one up, and when she looked at the sender... Her heart skipped a beat. She hadn't seen his name in forever, although she thought of him every day. She picked up another letter, then sifted through them all. And sure enough, they were all from Steve.

Why would Joyce hide these? Y/n picked up the box and brought it out of the room back into the living room. She sat down, the box right beside her, and picked out one of the letters.

She broke the seal on the back and pulled out the plain white paper. Steve's messy cursive was scrawled along the page in blue pen, and she smiled with tears in her eyes as she read his words.

Dear Y/n,

I'm not sure you'll want to read these. We didn't leave it off on good terms, I know that. I hope you're able to forgive me. I never wanted to hurt you, I just wanted what was best. It's going alright down here, or as good as it can when you're fighting Vecna. I miss you.

Love, Steve.

A tear fell onto the paper, and Y/n quickly wiped it away before opening another one.

Dear Y/n,

I haven't received anything back from you. Maybe it's gotten lost in the mail. Maybe they can't reach me. Or maybe you aren't writing back at all... Dustin got hurt today. I should've been watching him... I turned my back for one minute. It's just a little cut, on his arm. He had to get 3 stitches. He says he's okay, but I still feel guilty. I wish you were here, you always make me feel better.

Love, Steve.

Just as she went to open another one, an alarm went off behind her. "Fuck" She whispered. She got up from the couch and ran to the kitchen where she saw her water boiling over and the smoke alarm blaring.

"Fuck fuck fuck" She swore as she rushed to grab a chair, propping it against the cabinet and standing on it to turn off the alarm. Once she turned it off, she turned around and sat on the seat. She sighed before getting up and cleaning the counter where the water boiled over.

It was enough for her that day, and Y/n tucked away the letters before moving back to her bedroom where she laid down and went back to sleep.

She stayed in bed for the rest of that week. She thought too much about the letters, and since she hasn't been able to will herself to get up. She only got up for food and the bathroom, but as soon as her needs were fulfilled she went back to her sanctuary.

Joyce had called when her plane landed, and they had a quick discussion before she rushed off the phone. She hadn't heard from her since. That is, until today.

Y/n was in the kitchen, grabbing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before going back to her room. That's when she heard the phone ring. Most people knew the Byers were out of town, so there was almost never a call.

She walked over and pulled the phone off the hook, "Hello?" She said quietly, her voice so hoarse she has to clear it. "Y/n" It was Joyce. "Joyce?" She asked, the surprise apparent in her voice. There was only one reason Joyce would call. "Y/n, there's been an accident..."

She was flown to Hawkins immediately. She only had one bag, having had to pack quickly and when she got to Indiana Joyce was waiting for her. "Y/n" She said solemnly, and all the girl could do was nod in response.

They went to Joyce's car, and despite her protest, Joyce brought Y/n straight to the hospital.

When they arrived, Y/n was shaking so much she could barely walk. Joyce guided her through the halls to the hospital room. When she walked in, she could feel her knees go weak at the sight of Steve in the hospital bed.

He was unconscious, and there were tubes connecting him to machines everywhere. There was bandaging over his head, and Y/n could see a bit of dried blood remaining on his forehead.

She moved over to the chair next to his bed and took his hand in her own, "I'll leave you two alone..." Joyce said, and she closed the door behind her. "Stevie..." Y/n whispered, tears starting to form in her eyes again. "I'm so sorry Steve" and she broke down there, her head falling into his lap as she heaved.

She stayed at the hospital that night. After that Joyce made her go back to the hotel room. However she still came during every visiting hour, and stayed by his side the whole time.

The kids came in occasionally, Dustin the most. They'd sit there together, mostly in silence, and wait for him to wake up.

It was a Tuesday when it happened. It was raining hard outside, and Joyce almost refused to take Y/n to the hospital. But she was there, sitting in the same chair by his bed. Y/n hadn't slept the previous night. Instead she sat up and just stared at the ceiling, making shaped out of the popcorn texture.

"I miss you" she muttered to the boy. "I'm sorry I never wrote you back" she whispered, sitting up and looking at him, he's been gaining color back recently but he's still dependent on the machines to breathe. "Joyce hid the letters... I think she did it to protect me" she continued to talk to him, despite not knowing if he could even hear her but she needed to get it out. "I'm so sorry" she said, tears coming to her eyes, "I shouldn't have let you go, I should've come with..."

She sniffed and continued "I'm not mad at you, I promise. I just want you back" and the tears started falling harder than before as she lowered her head and placed it against their joined hands. She repeated the same phrase over and over "Please come back"

That's when she felt his finger twitch. She jumped at the feeling, and instantly her eyes widened at the prospect of him being awake. "Steve?!" She asked, wiping the tears from her face. She saw as his eyes fluttered, and jumped out of her seat.

"Doctor! I need a doctor!" She said, rushing to the door and opening it, yelling into the hallways. "Please he's awake!" A man in a white coat came rushing down the hallway at her shouts, and when they entered back into the room Steve was trying to sit up.

The doctor went over and took his arm, helping him lay back down. "No need to get up!" He said, and Steve didn't say anything but just laid back down. Y/n stood nervously by the door, her leg shaking as she watched the doctor shine a light in Steve's eyes and check his vitals.

He wrote something down in his notebook, and looked up at where Y/n was standing. "Is he okay?" She asked eagerly, and the doctor walked over to where she stood "He's stable, for now" He said, and Y/n gulped before nodding, "He'll need close monitoring, and rest. I'll let you talk to him for a short minute, but then you'll need to let him rest." Y/n nodded along and let the doctor leave the room, just her and Steve left now.

She rushed to her seat and scooted forward grabbing his hands. "Y/n..." He said, his voice hoarse and small as he looked over at her. "Stevie" She responded, trying to prevent the tears that have formed in her eyes from falling. "You're here" He says, and before Y/n can respond he starts coughing violently.

She moves to help him, but he stops and motions for her to sit back down. "I'm fine" He says, and despite Y/n's instincts she trusts him. "I'm sorry" she mutters, and she bites her lip but the tears fall. Steve however, moves his hand and places it on her face, shushing her. "Shhh sweetheart, you did nothing wrong" and he wipes the tears from her face.

"I'll be fine" He says, consoling the girl. "After all, my hair still looks great" and he moves his hand to slick back the mess that his hair currently was, half of it covered by his bandages. "I hate you" She says, laughing through the tears, and Steve smiles down at her "You know you love me"

The doctor came back then, and Y/n was forced to leave while they put Steve in a drug-induced sleep.

She went back to the Wheeler's house where Joyce, Hopper, and all the kids were waiting. She explained what had happened, and the next day they all went to visit Steve. It was a slow recovery, but the boy got better.

[extrem2360]

Max, I know watching Billy die was extremely traumatic, but listen- You have a perfect, protective, supportive, non-abusive big brother right there -points at Steve-

[manic-eddie]

Joseph jokingly apologizing to jimmy fallon because he had joe keery on the show a week ago is so funny ✋🏻😭🤧

[str4ngergirlw0rld]

eddie loves you so much he stares at you lovingly , he tells you you’re the prettiest thing hes seen , that you’re his love of a lifetime , that if he didnt have you he would be so lost & that he would die for you. He keeps his lips on yours while he’s fucking you so he can feel your breathy moans against his lips.

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steve loves you so much he buys you the prettiest outfits to try on in front of him , he scrubs your hair in the shower and uses your shampoo when you’re away so he can smell like you, he does face masks and hair masks with you cause hes so in love its sickening , steve holds your hand when he fucks you to keep him grounded.

[ronanceluvrr]

No matter how much people dislike Steve Harrington, he did alot for the party and for the older teens throughout the whole show. I've seen alot of Steve slander on Tiktok coming out of nowhere

S1: Saved Nancy and Jonathan from the demogorgan

S2: He let himself be bait to a demogorgan while the kids stayed back, saved Mike from whatever was holding on his leg by killing it with his bat, lifted Dustin up with one arm while dozens or demo dogs were running past them through the tunnel, was beaten up by Billy until he was unconscious protecting Max and Lucas from him.

S3: He let Robin, Dustin, and Erica go first when the door in the Russian Base was closing and also used that metal object full of green stuff to hold the door a little longer, he and Robin held the door so Dustin and Erica wouldn't get captured by the Russians with them, and he crashed his car into Billy's saving Nancy, Jonathan, Will, and Lucas.

S4: He knew something was wrong with Max when she was in her trance and went to check on her which saved her life at the graveyard while Lucas and Dustin thought she just needed more time (Not faulting them for that), and he dove into the lake to check out the watergate.

[vilentia]

Favorite Place to Be

Steve Harrington x reader

Steve Harrington couldn't believe his luck. He had fallen head over heels in love with you, and he couldn't be happier. You had been spending a lot of time together lately, and every moment with you was pure bliss.

As Steve invited you over to his place, he couldn't wait to spend some quality time with you. As soon as you arrived, he greeted you with a warm smile and led you to his bedroom. As you both sat down on the bed, Steve couldn't help but feel his heart rate increase with anticipation.

As you lay side by side, Steve felt a sense of contentment wash over him. He looked over at you and couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and safety in your arms. He wrapped his arms around you, and you snuggled closer to him. Steve loved the feeling of your body next to his, and he felt like he could stay there forever.

As you both looked into each other's eyes, Steve felt like he was lost in a world of his own. He couldn't help but stare into your eyes, and he loved the way you looked back at him. There was a sense of understanding and comfort between you both that made Steve feel like he could tell you anything.

As Steve wrapped his arms around you, he felt a sense of security that he had never felt before. He loved the way you fit into his embrace, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for having you in his life. Steve felt like he could stay there forever, lost in your gaze and wrapped in your arms.

Steve looked down at you and smiled. "You know, I could spend all day just like this," he said.

You smiled back at him. "Me too. This is my favorite place to be."

Steve kissed you on the forehead. "I'm glad," he said. "I love having you here with me."

As you both lay there, Steve listened intently, savoring every word that you said. He loved the sound of your voice and the way your eyes lit up when you talked about something that excited you. Steve knew that you were the kind of person who always looked for the best in others, and he admired that about you.

As you shared your thoughts and feelings with him, Steve felt a sense of intimacy that he had never experienced before. He felt honored that you trusted him enough to share your innermost thoughts and feelings with him. Steve knew that he could be completely himself around you, and he loved that feeling of freedom and comfort.

You both laughed and joked, and Steve couldn't help but feel grateful for having such an amazing person in his life. He was amazed by your wit and humor, and he loved the way you could always make him smile. Steve knew that life could be tough sometimes, but with you by his side, he felt like he could conquer anything.

As you both talked and shared your stories, Steve felt his heart swell with love and affection for you. He knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, sharing all of the ups and downs that life had to offer. In that moment, Steve felt like the luckiest person in the world to have you by his side.

The sun was setting, and the room was filled with a warm orange glow. Steve held you close, and you both watched as the sky turned from orange to pink to purple.

"This is so beautiful," you said, looking up at Steve.

"It is," he agreed. "But you know what's even more beautiful?"

"What?" you asked.

"You," he said, with a grin.

You laughed and playfully hit him on the arm. "Stop it, you're making me blush."

"I'm serious," Steve said, pulling you in for a kiss. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," you said, smiling at him.

As the night grew darker, you both drifted off to sleep, still in each other's embrace. It was a moment that Steve would cherish forever, and he knew that he was lucky to have you in his life.

[strangerbitxhs]

Call Me When Your Sober PART ONE

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem Reader

Rating: 18+!!!

A/N: this is my first time writing in a veeeery long time but steve has me back on my bullshit. pls be kind

Warnings: S M U T (bc i would let stevie do some QUESTIONABLE things to me), drinking, fingering, unprotected sex, cussing, lil bit of fluff, lil bit sad

Steve Harrington always looked for you after his parties had died down. Not before, not during-only after the alcohol had a hold on him was his mind filled with all the things he wanted to do to you.

Sometimes you wished you could stand up to him, wished you could tell him you were worth more than some drunken hookup. He had a hold on you, stronger than anything you had ever felt before.

“Y/N!” A shout snapped you out of your thoughts, turning your head to see Steve stumbling towards you, clearly tipsy. A cheeky grin was plastered across his face, he knew what was coming next.

You couldn’t help the small smile that crept across your face. Even in this state, he was the most beautiful person you had ever laid eyes on. Hair messy from the long night of partying, bloodshot eyes and that perfect, stupid grin.

“Yes Steve?” you looked up at him. He wrapped his arms around you, planting a small kiss on your lips. His breath smelled of beer and cigarettes, but you couldn’t care less at this point. The thought of what was coming next was enough to make your senses fly out the window.

“D’ya wanna go upstairs?” his words were slurred slightly. You knew the drill, not understanding why he even bothered asking anymore. You and Steve had been doing this a long time. Practically every single weekend since him and Nancy had split up.

You rolled your eyes slightly, grin spreading across Steve’s face as he grabbed your wrist and led you to his bedroom.

He wasted no time shoving you into his mattress the second the door was locked, crawling on top of you and kissing you, deeply and full of lust. You moaned into his mouth as his rough hands trailed underneath your shirt to grab a handful of your tit. He loved hearing your soft moans, his hips slightly bucking into you at the sound.

The two of you wasted no time undressing each other, your hands squeezing every muscle you could. God, he was just so sexy.

He crashed his lips back to yours, kisses hungrier, rougher, and more intense than the last. His fingers trailed down your stomach, landing in between your thighs.

“This okay princess?” Steve asked. You nodded, maybe a bit too fast, but at this point you didn’t care. All you wanted was him.

His fingers teased you, rubbing your clit before sliding down to your soaking wet entrance. “So wet for me already.” Steve smirked, causing a small whimper to escape your lips. “Don’t worry darling, I love it.”

He slowly inserted a finger into you as he brought his thumb back up to your clit, making small, rhythmic circles. Overtime, Steve had learned exactly what you liked, what made you squirm under his touch, and god did he ever love to watch you squirm.

You could feel the knot in your stomach forming embarrassingly fast. Steve’s fingers pumping in and out of you as he trailed soft kisses down your neck was something that drove you absolutely crazy.

“Steve..” you moaned, feeling a small groan come from the back of his throat as he sucked the sensitive spot right below your ear. “Steve, I’m so close.”

His rhythm quickened slightly as his lips came crashing down on to yours. He traced his tongue along your lower lip, silently asking for permission.

Steve’s small grunts and a “cum for me baby” was enough to send you completely over the edge. Your vision blurred as you screamed his name, body shaking and withering under his touch. Steve guided you through your orgasm, lips never leaving yours as he slowly removed his fingers from your soaking wet cunt.

“Good girl.” he whispered. “Do you need a break or can we keep going?” You giggled, loving how he was always considerate, although he knew you would never say no to him. Shaking your head, he positioned his hard cock at your entrance, sliding it up and down over your already sensitive clit.

You both moaned as he slowly inserted himself into you, waiting for the go ahead from you before his hips slowly rolled.

“Fuck baby.” Steve moaned. His moans were the most beautiful sound in the world, something you could never get sick of. “You feel so good.”

His pace quickened as he brought his thumb up to your clit, small circles causing your walls to clench around him.

“You gonna cum all over my dick?” Steves words were barley audible between grunts and moans, but they sent you into an absolute frenzy. Grabbing his face and kissing him, tongue’s dancing together as he thrust his hips into yours.

Your nails dug into his back as he brought you closer to the edge. “Fuck-Steve..-Fuck you’re gonna make me cum again!” You were practically screaming at this point, the mix of overstimulation and pleasure consuming your body.

You came undone, once again as Steve’s thrusts started to get lazier, moans louder from his beautiful swollen lips. “Gon-gonna cum baby” he could barley speak. Hips smacking together as he chased his high, you couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful he was.

His cock twitched inside of you as he completely filled you up, slowing his pace until he collapsed on top of you. “That was-“

“Amazing.” you cut him off, earning a small smile and a few kisses before he slid himself out of you. You whined at the emptiness, missing the feeling of him already.

“Gonna get you cleaned up, ok darling?” Steve got up from the bed, wobbling, but no longer because of the alcohol. You nodded, post-sex reality hitting you harder than usual.

God, you needed to stop sleeping with him. You were head over heels in love with him, and all you were to him was a good hookup. Tears welled at the corner of your eyes as you spiralled into the cycle of overthinking.

You hadn’t even heard Steve return with a towel, tears freely running down your cheeks at this point. “Hey, hey darling.” He sat down beside you, hands gently wiping your wet cheeks.

You couldn’t bear to meet his gaze, too embarrassed by your true feelings for him. “Sweetheart, talk to me, whats wrong?” His voice was full of concern.

“Why do you only want me when your not sober?” you sobbed, completely breaking down at having to ask that question.

part two coming sooooooon