Steve looks up from his magazine, one of Keith’s many car subscriptions that he is gifted as leftovers, to find Dustin not not looking straight at him and fiddling with the same copy of Hello! Dolly he had picked up a solid ten minutes ago.
He is fairly certain he knows Dustin’s movie preferences. And they don’t include Barbara Streisand’s matchmaking through song and big hats.
Dustin turns away, revealing a backpack that now sports a gigantic Hellfire patch sewn onto the front pocket, courtesy of Robin and Eddie’s joint sewing endeavours.
“Henderson!” Steve calls, frowning.
Nothing. The kid might as well be twiddling his goddamn thumbs as he chances a glance over he shoulder, very obviously hearing him.
Steve snaps the magazine shut and rounds the counter to the musical section. But Dustin scampers away, setting a steady pace as he comically power walks down the split horror-comedy aisle in order to double back to the front of the store.
“Hey! What the hell, man?” Steve says, taking a few strides to get ahead of the kid so Dustin is blocked right between him and the front candy display, “What the hell is up with you?”
He probably sounds more accusatory than curious, judging by Dustin’s wide and panicked eyes. The boy shrugs and looks away.
Yeah, Dustin not talking and not blabbering away about anything, let alone whatever it is that’s up? Fucking weird.
Steve looks him over, examining his young friend’s movements as he shuffles on the spot and periodically scuffs his sneakers on the sun-faded green carpet.
“Um, uhhh...” Dustin hums after a long pause.
Still strangely incomprehensible for him – but it’s something, at least.
“What is it?” he asks, voice low as he searches for a shred of eye contact.
“Do you, I dunno... maybe...” Dustin trails off, gesturing in the air as a pair of nervous eyebrows disappear up under the Cubs cap Steve gifted him for Christmas 1984.
Not that Dustin cares about the Cubs – then or now.
Dustin slips his hands under his backpack straps and rocks on the spot as he continues prattling on.
“Do you wanna hang out on Sunday? I mean, if you don’t have a date or anything.”
The kid sticks out his bottom lip and rolls his eyes, not at all appearing as casual as he seems to want to be.
“Sure,” Steve shrugs, confused.
Jesus Christ, since when is this kid all nervous about hanging out?
“Steve,” Dustin sighs deeply, pinching his nose (good, back to his bratty, if a little exasperated, self), “Sunday is Father's Day.”
“Oh.”
He must have passed by the greeting card display at Melvad’s, over and over during every lunch break as he headed in for a can of soda and whatever non Family Video-sponsored candy Keith was craving.
It’s not like he had any reason to remember. His folks haven’t been home since the ‘earthquake’ and they almost never call. Hell, he has enough of a time conversing at any length when his mother does call, let alone asking her to put his father on the phone.
Not that he wants to talk to his non-college attending, barely-high school graduate son who works minimum wage retail and has no girlfriend, anyway.
Not that all of that matters much when Dustin is looking back at him with a rare sadness in his eyes.
“I mean, your dad isn’t home – obviously,” Dustin starts, though not quite as harsh as his usual barbs, “And Will spends the day with Hop now. Eddie and Wayne go fishing. And I would be going to visit my grandpa but he and Nanna went on a cruise. I think they went – ”
“Sure, buddy,” he blurts out, offering a pat on the shoulder to make up for inadvertently cutting the kid off. He pauses and frowns, “But what about your mom?”
Dustin shrugs, “She wants to have a girl’s day with Valerie.”
Ah, yes. Valerie Richardson, Claudia Henderson’s best friend and Hawkins’ biggest town gossip courtesy of her job as the receptionist at the doctor’s office. Steve can’t help but laugh – Valerie really knows her stuff.
“I’m assuming their girl’s day will involve a charcuterie board and wine?”
“Charcuterie,” Dustin mutters, beyond displeased at the thought of dips, fruit and water crackers – a far cry from his mother’s prized lasagne.
“Alright,” Steve announces, rubbing his hands together, “We’d better pick out some movies. I’m thinking we hit the arcade, then have a movie marathon over the cheesiest of pizzas...”
Dustin grins.
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this was the part i hoped they would show with Mariner, some way for her to genuinely open up about the dreams / hopes she first had when she joining starfleet.
since s1 she herself compared herself to kirk, in way of personality and experience, and the show actually showed it - how much skills she does have in communication, in crucial situations, in fighting and in caring for her crew/friends.
there were few moments when i wasn't sure if (because she didn't want to be promoted at all) she would rather accept a role of number one instead of a captain (sometimes in future), but now it's obvious she herself dreamed of becoming a captain, and she would make the best captain!
(makes this part even more sweet now)
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Its kind of an extension of what I was talking about here, but...I just keep thinking about how this was El's response when she saw Mike try to fight his way to her post-bullying at Rink-o-Mania.
I see so many people talk about the fact that El was ashamed of being found out / wanted to get away from everyone who had just publicly humiliated her, which I think is entirely true to a certain extent. But that little scoff she does the second she sees Mike? The fact that El, who has never run from a fight in the entirety of Stranger Things, sees the boy she's supposedly head over heels for make his way at full speed to comfort / console her...and damn near rolls her eyes before making a break in the opposite direction (leaving Mike to get caught in the crowd)?
Its definitely meant to show us that El isn't nearly as invested in closeness with Mike as a lot of people who watch the show more casually seem to believe.
Like. I would buy that El was just trying to get away from the people bullying her if it weren't for the fact that 1) not soon after this when she knows Mike isn't nearby she goes out of her way to ask Angela to continue perpetuating the lies she told Mike and 2) El has zero problem taking a roller-skate to Angela's face not 30 seconds after she's insulted again—showing that, at least on some level, El's response to the first altercation with Angela (fleeing) was motivated by her wanting to run from Mike as much as Angela herself.
—Do I think this is solely her blowing off Mike? Absolutely not. But the shame she feels in that moment—and the way she responds to the sight of him—is something to note, especially as we watch the devolution of their romance throughout S4. To ignore how blatantly El runs from / disregards Mike's attempts to care for her is to do a disservice to our understanding of their relationship, and to pretend like El isn't actively avoiding being honest with or close to Mike even at the start of the season is to delude yourself about their romance.
Basically: El shows us again and again (and again) that she doesn't want love the way Mike offers it (through acts of protection and service)—you just have to pay attention to her expressions and decisions on more than a surface level.
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