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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 months

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Summary: You're surprised by a bruised sailor and tasked to patch him up. Warnings: Mentions of blood and Steve Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader A/N: I have returned! Missed you guys and I hope you enjoy the new fic!

This fic is set after season 3's finale. I did a similar fic prompt last year but I wanted to change reader and Steve's dynamic.

P/N is pet name 😁

Dustin looked at you with pleading eyes as did the rest of the group. You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose between your fingers as you stepped aside so they could drag the bloodied sailor into your living room and, not so gently, throw hm upright onto the sofa.

You weren’t annoyed that they brought him here. At this point this was a regular summer experience. Once it was mentioned that you had first aid training and parents who were both doctors, suddenly in the eyes of Steve and the ragtag group of youths, you were a god at anything medical. After finding out about all crazy things that were happening in Hawkins, the group decided you were the perfect alternative to showing up at the hospital and having to make excuses for why their adult friend was covered in injuries, again.

You were worried about Steve. The number of times that he had shown up to your house after getting himself into another insane situation is becoming almost too common. From the day he showed up covered in injuries after Byers beat him up, something to this day Steve will deny ever happened and that he totally won that fight.

“What the hell happened?” You stared down with concern at Steve who was slumped over.

“Mindflayer.” Lucas replied.

“Mind-a-what now?” You shook your head, realizing you were getting off topic. “Never mind. Guys he needs an actual doctor. These injuries are way worse than the usual fix ups I do for him.”

“He asked us to bring him here Y/N. He wanted you to fix him up.” Dustin looked at you with puppy dog eyes. Steve had taught him well.

You let out another sigh “Fine. You guys must all be exhausted, go home. I’ll take care of Steve, okay?” Dustin looked over at Steve with a worried expression.

You place your hand on top of Dustin head, ruffling his hair lightly that, as always, is under one of his many hats.

“Dustin, he’ll be okay. When have I ever let you down with this stuff?”

“Never.”

“Eeeexactly.” You smiled “I’ll make sure he’s looking brand new by tomorrow, okay?” Dustin gave a toothless grin in response.

“Now seriously, get your butt’s home before your parents get worried.”

“Good luck, Y/N!” Dustin yelled as he walked out of the front door, the rest of the group following close behind.

“I got this, don’t worry!” You reply, watching as the chaos crew entered the back of Steves car. You were wondering who managed to drive them all here before clocking the identical sailor outfit to Steves.

Robin Buckley sat in the driver’s seat, waving at you as the last of the group climbed into the vehicle and shut the back door of Steve's car.

You weren’t close with Robin in the beginning since you only occasionally past her in the halls at Hawkins high, but ever since she began scooping ice cream with Steve, and would join in on your playful bullying of Steve when you'd visit him at work, did you both grow closer as friends.

You walk over to the car and lean down so your eye to eye with Robin.

“Since when did you learn to drive?” You asked.

“Since never. All the towns’ police are kind of occupied by the mall fire, so I’m making the most of it” You let out a giggle in response.

“Steve taught me the basics in the mall car park once time, so I think I’ve got it.”

“She stalled the car multiple times on the way over here”.

Robin turned around to look at the culprit. “Do you want to walk home?” You laughed as Dustin slowly sunk back into his seat; hands raised in surrender “I’ll shut up”.

“Alright guys, get home safe.” you smiled, tapping the top of the car as you stood up.

“What? with Robin driving?”

“Last chance Dustybun, or I’m making you walk”. Robin mocked him in response, turning the ignition and starting the car engine.

“Sorry, sorry last time promise”

You walked back to the house, giggling over the bickering group as they, with a little bit of difficulty, drove away. Once the car was out of your sight you entered your home and shut the door, locking it behind you.

You walk towards the couch, crouching down so you are facing eye level with Steve. You reach your hand out and gently remove a strand of hair that was covering his face. You smile softly at his sleeping form. Even though he was all bruised and bloody this was probably the most relaxed you had seen him in a while.

“Even when you’re a bloody mess you still look pretty.”

“That’s so sweet.” You jumped lightly as Steve chuckled, trying to sit up. All was in vain as his laugh was replaced with a groan. He held his left side as you sat next to him, pulling him gently by his uniform shirt so he was leaning against you. You rest his head on your shoulder, both sitting in complete silence. A few minutes pass before you decide to speak.

“I know this might sound like a dumb question but. Are you okay?”

Steve chuckled before immediately groaning again, leaning more into you to ease the pain on his side.

“Just peachy, Y/N” He replied in his usual light-hearted sarcastic tone.

“Shut up you dingbat.” You giggled, maneuvering Steve around so you could wrap his arm around your shoulder and your arm around his waist, lifting him off the couch.

“That’s a new one. That’s definitely an upgrade from ‘dingus’”.

“Come on.” You grunt slightly as you take Steve’s whole weight against you. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” You both began the impending journey up the stairs to your en suite bathroom to patch the floofy haired boy up.

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Once you both reach your en suite bathroom you, as gently as you can, lower Steve onto the edge of the bath, reaching over him to turn on the shower. You fail to notice his face go red as your chest was currently inches from his face. Once you manage to turn on the shower you lean back, hearing Steve let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

“Thanks again for patching me up Y/N.” your back is to Steve, smiling like an idiot as you open the medicine cabinet above the bathroom sink, completely forgetting there is a mirror and Steve had a clear view of how happy that made you. He smiled to himself; head lowered slightly.

There was a moment of silence as you began collecting what you need from the medicine cabinet. Once you had everything you begin to close the door but pause briefly. A brief sigh exits your lips.

“As much as I love spending time with you, I wish it was under better circumstances.”

Steve looked at you confused.

“What do you mean?”

You shut the cabinet door, placing the bandages and other first aid items on the edge of the sink. Your back still turned to Steve.

“I hate seeing you hurt. Prefer it when you’re not covered in bruises. I mean-” You turned around to face him. He’s looking at you from where he is now stood, the same puppy dog eyed look he always gives you when he wants you to stop being mad at him for something.

You lift your hand up to rest against his cheek but stop yourself, briefly hovering over his cheek. He catches your hand before you have a chance to, pressing your hand against his cheek. He leans into it, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Look at you Steve. This keeps happening after every summer and I’m terrified there will be a time that you don’t make it to me in time. That there’s a day you are really badly injured and I’m not there to fix it.”

“You don’t have to worry about that Y/N. I’d never leave you”.

“You can’t promise that”.

“But I can try. I promise I’ll at least try to be more careful, okay?” He moves your hand from his face, holding it in his own as he raises his other hand to caress your cheek softly. You sigh as you relax into him.

“We need to get you fixed up”.

“Gimmie a second. I’m happy like this”

“You’re going to be the death of me, Harrington”.

There's a pause as you enjoy each other’s touch. You pull your hand away after a while and place your hand on Steve's shoulders, gently pushing him to sit back on the edge of the bath. He had a sad look on his face that you wanted to kiss away. You shook off that feeling and turned back to the sink, picking up some cotton balls that you soaked in disinfected. You turned back to Steve and stepped towards him, lifting his head up with your free hand.

“This is gonna sting a little, okay?” He nods in acceptance as you tilt his head a little higher, gently pressing the cotton ball to the cut on his lip. He hisses under his breath, and you pull the cotton ball away quickly, apologizing as he shakes his head.

“It’s okay Y/N. Thank you for taking care of me.” He lifts his hands to your hips, pulling you closer to him as he opens his legs and allowing you to slot in between them.

His hands never leave your hips as they hold you in place, his thumbs gently caressing the bit of exposed skin above your pyjama pants. You felt like all the air in your body had escaped. You try to shake it off and continue to gently apply the disinfectant to the cuts and bruises on his skin, apologising every time he looked the slighted bit in pain.

“Do you like Robin?” You didn’t even realize it was said until it left your lips. You didn’t even think it was on your mind at this moment in time, but it must have been eating away at you ever since Robin talked about Steve giving her driving lessons in the mall parking lot. They’re always together and as much as you love Robin, you hate the thought of them turning around one day and telling you they’re an item. You don’t think you could bare it.

Steve looked at you with nothing but pure confusion.

“Where did that come from?”

“Nothing just forget I said anything” You mutter under your breath, now starting to wipe away the blood from Steve’s face.

Steve pulled you closer, removing any space left between you, his hands still placed gently against your hips.

“Tell me, Y/n” He whispered, looking up at you again with those big brown eyes. You looked anywhere except his eyes, If you did you genuinely think it would kill you.

“I just-” you take a deep breath, thinking about how to word it without screaming the face you were in love with him.

“You guys are together a lot, and I noticed you’re a lot closer to each other lately. I just wanted to know, I guess.”

“How would you feel if we were?” Your heart felt like it sunk into your stomach.

“I’d hate it, Steve.” You had finished cleaning up his wounds a few minutes ago, you just couldn’t bare to step away from him. You wanted to make this moment last as long as you could. You lowered the cloth from his face, finally looking him in the eyes.

He slowly stood up, hands moving up to rest against your face, caressing your cheeks. He gently rests his forehead against yours.

“Why would you hate it, Y/n?” There's a long pause, unable to say what you need to say.

He nudges his nose against yours.

“Please tell me.” He whispers, lips only inches away from yours. You closed your eyes and let out a sigh, leaning into his touch.

“I really like you Ste-” His lips smash against yours before you had a chance to finish your sentence.

“I like you Y/N” He whispered before kissing you again.

“I like you so much.” You smile into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss lasts what feels like eternity before Steve releases a hiss, both of you forgetting about the cut on his lip.

“Sorry, Stevie.” You caress the skin just under the cut and Steve looks at you with nothing but pure love and adoration.

“Totally worth it, P/N.” Your heart fluttered at the new nickname as did his at yours.

You step away slightly from his embrace, his lips form into a pout from the lack of your touch. You take his hand and lead him back to your bedroom.

You let go of his hand briefly to rummage through your dresser draws, revealing a shirt and shorts he had left from the last time he had stayed over.

He accepted the clothes with a smile, practically glowing with joy that this was finally happening, that you were finally his.

“Go take a shower then we can continue where we left off” You had never seen Steve move faster in your life. You giggled as he shut the door behind him. You turned around to find another shirt for yourself, realizing a bit of Steve's blood had ended up on your shirt. The door opened again briefly, revealing a shirtless Steve. Your face turned bright red as he laughed.

“Wanna join me?” You threw the shirt you had in your hand at the door, Steve managing to close the door before the shirt hit him.

“Worth a shot!” You hear behind the bathroom door, making you giggle once again, walking over to retrieve your shirt and changing before removing the blanket and settling into bed.

You lay facing away from the bathroom door, feeling sleep dawn over you as it was getting late. Before you had a chance to fully drift asleep you hear the bathroom door open and suddenly feel the full weight of Steve as he jumps onto the bed and proceeds to rub his wet hair across your face, neck and chest.

“Ewwww, get off!” You said through fits of laughter as you push him back. He stops and lifts his head with a chuckle, his body now hovering over yours, hands resting either side of your head as he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

“Let me take you out on a date tomorrow.” You looked at him with slight confusion.

“What, like a date?” He leans forward, kissing your forehead with a smile on his face.

“That’s normally what couples do.”

“Were a couple now?”

“Well after what we did in the bathroom id hope so”.

“You make it sound like we fornicated or something”.

“Fornicated? What are you 60 or something? Who uses that word for sex” he says through laughter before his face comes into contact with a pillow.

He rolls onto his back, continuing his chuckling and you pretend to get out of bed. You immediately feel Steve pull you back flush against his chest, his face pressed into your neck.

“Don’t go, please”. He said with the slightest bit of desperation. You giggle once more, rotating your body so you’re facing him, placing a gentle kiss against his cheek.

“Wanna continue where we left of in the bathroom?”

“What, the fornication?”

“I swear I will leave”.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry.” He stops chuckling and simply looks at you once again with nothing but complete adoration.

“I really want to go on a date with you by the way.”

“I know, P/N” He whispers against your lips, kissing you once again.

“And I really want us to be a couple” Steve smiles against your lips, pulling you impossibly closer and deepening the kiss.

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 1 year

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200 CELEBRATION!!! 💐✨💌💫

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 years

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giving your dash a little clean

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 years

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I love my mutuals, but I don’t really care for the ‘specialness’ associated with them. want to send me an ask off anon? do it. want to tag me in a post? do it. follower, mutual, or just random person who stumbled across my blog: I crave interaction and literally do not mind.

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 years

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Hey babe! Can i request something for steve? If you're no taking requests rn it's ok, just ignore me :)

The party (steve, reader and robin too) go to an abandoned house because dustin swore he saw something inside and he also just thought It'd be really fun idk

Reader is scared of the dark and basements, and as a joke mike closes the basement door while she's going down the stairs, but when they try to open the door is stuck amd she starts to freak out? Maybe there's a bat in the basement just to make it more scary lol anyway, steve is trying to keep her calm and when they finally open the door she's breathing hard and crying and steve just comforts her like the good boyfriend he is 🥺

Hi sweetie! I was so excited to get my first request that I finished it in a few hours xD Thank you for the request! I enjoyed writing this so much! :D

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Warnings: The dark, basements and Steve being a good boyfriend.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

A/N: (P/N) means pet name. I didnt wanna put one if some of you guys didnt like that pet name yknow? :D

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"Why are we here again?" You ask as you stand in front of the house that looks like something from a horror attraction.

"Its easier to just smile and nod than ask what these kids are up to, trust me." Steve replies, holding your hand as he leads you into the abandoned home.

You both walk in with Robin as the group are already there exploring. They began to split up and half the group went to explore upstairs. You, Steve and Robin decided the best option was to stay downstairs and check out the probably less creepier rooms.

"Y/N if you need to go at any point just say, okay? We can leave Robin to fend for herself."

"Hey" You heard Robin reply from the other room. You laugh and shake your head lightly, giving the hand that held yours a tight squeeze of reassurance.

"I'll be fine. Lets just look around and get outta here." You smile and finally let go of Steve's hand, following the group of voices that were standing around a door near the stairs.

Everyone was peering into the dark space but no one wanted to go down there.

"I think it leads to the basement." Robin tried shining a torch down there but the light didn't even reflect far enough for them to see the floor.

"Good detective work, Captain obvious." Steve snarked back playfully. They began to have their usual back and forth arguing. You couldn't focus on their voices anymore. The longer you stared at the dark void coming from the basement the more you could heart the beat of your heart intensifying. You were terrified. You were absolutely terrified of the dark. To the point that if Steve wasn't sleeping over you had to leave the lamp on.

"Y/N wanna go investigate?" Mike asked with a smile you could only describe as mischievous. You shook your head lightly, too focused on the basement to speak.

"Come on Y/N you're not chicken are you?" Mike teases light-heartedly.

"Shut up dipshit. She doesn't have to go in there if she doesn't want to." Steve replied from the other room. Himself and Dustin were exploring the other rooms on the ground floor.

You didn't want to look like a coward in front of everyone. You always put a tough act on to save face so you thought that maybe, just from a few minutes, you can go in, look around, and get out of there.

"Yeah sure, why not?" You replied, causing Robin to lean in closer and whisper to you.

"Are you sure? What about the afraidyay ofyay ethay arkay?" You turn to face her. Apart from Steve, she's the only one you've really told your fears too. Even then, that wouldn't have really happened if you guys didn't drink a lot on the night you told her.

"I'll be fine, don't worry. Its only for a couple of seconds." Robin nods and hands you her torch.

"It can be a bit dodgy so If it goes off just whack it and it should come back on."

"Well that's reassuring." You laugh turning to face the opening to the basement. You take a deep breath before slowly descending the stairs.

'Everything's fine, everything's fine.' You repeat after every step like a mantra. Your foot touched the basement stair and all you could hear was faint whispers of.

"Don't you dare." "That's not funny." "Mike don't-"

Oh god no. You panicked and turned to see the door slam shut. Leaving you in darkness. You begin to freak out slightly and run up the stair to the door. You try to pull at the door but it wont budge.

"Mike, Open the door!" You raise your voice slightly in panic as you keep pulling at the door handle.

"I cant Y/N its stuck!" Mike sounded worried. He only meant to close it as a quick prank but the door was jammed.

"Mike seriously this isn't funny! Open the door!" You start banging on the door, frantically trying to pry the door open with force.

"Seriously Y/N it wont open!" Mike responds as you can hear the panicked "Oh shit!" Coming from everyone else. You start to hear rummaging through draws as everyone tried to find something to pry the door open with.

You turn the flashlight on as you try to face your fears and descend the stairs. Hoping there is something in the basement that can help get the door open from your side. There's nothing really down here, or at least you thought. You begin to hear rustling from the other side of the room. Your tough act finally gives in and you let out a sob.

"Guys I think there's something down here! Please hurry!" You back yourself into the corner and sink to the floor.

A giant screech comes from the basement that causes you to scream. You try to use the flashlight but it gives out. you whack it a few times and it finally turns on. You hear the sound of flapping wings as the screeching continues. Its a bat. You curl yourself into a ball in the corner of the basement and start to cry.

You could hear yelling from the other side of the door before the voice of your boyfriend yelled out.

"Y/N, P/N, I'm gonna get you out okay. Its going to be okay. Just try and breathe, P/N." You started to hear banging, assuming they were trying to ram the door down.

"Idiots." You heard a light mumble on the other side of the door and some movement before the door was being pulled away and placed to the side. Robin must have found a screwdriver or something. You really didn't care at the point. All you focused on was the familiar footsteps running downstairs, followed but the swinging of something and flapping of wings that accompanied the sound of the groups brief screams.

You felt someone kneel in front of you and you look up to see your boyfriends face and he checks you over in a slight panic, wiping away you tears that continued to fall.

"You okay, P/N?" The realisation of everything that just happened begins to sink in as your heartbeat speeds up again. You begin to hyperventilate as a panic attack starts to form and the tears fall faster as you begin to sob.

Steve knows the drill at this point. He's seen this happen a few times before. He's the only one you've ever let your guard down with, until today. Now the group will inevitably see you in this state you began to feel slightly embarrassed by that.

Steve guided you up the stairs and moved you to sit on the sofa in the living room of the creepy place. He wraps his jacket around you and holds you close to him as he smooths your hair.

"Deeps breaths for me, Y/N. Okay?" He kisses the top of your head as you breathing begins to finally slow down a little.

"Its okay now. I'm here, its okay" He reassures you, pressing gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks, continuing to wipe away your tears before readjusting you back onto his chest.

You could hear whispers from the group in the doorway alongside Robin moving them all into the other room. You can hear stairs creak as they all decide to go explore the basement now that the door has no chance of closing in on them.

Steve waited for your breathing to steady and your crying to stop before speaking again.

"Wanna get out of here?" You nod in response. Before you even have the chance to stand, you feel a pair of arms scoop under you knees and back and lift you up. Steve carried you bridal style to his car and placed you in the passenger seat.

He entered the driver side and turned on the engine, driving to the nearest store.

"Why are we here?" you ask, wrapping yourself into Steve's jacket.

"I am going to grab some snacks and we are going back to my house to watch some movies and cuddle until you feel better." He turns off the engine and is about to open the door until you utter the words

"I love you, Steve." The look on your face is so genuine and heart felt, you meant every word. Steve leans over and cups your face in his left hand, his right placed on the seat to keep his balance. He kisses you softly before leaning back and kissing you lightly on the nose, making you giggle.

"I love you too, Y/N. I'll be right back okay?" He kisses your forehead and gets out of the car, jogging into the store to grab some of your favourite snacks.

You were terrified of the dark, but you were so grateful to be in love with someone who could save you from it.

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str4ngerthingshavehappenedhere · 2 years

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High Fever

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Prompt: Person A is sick and Person B is called to help them.

Warnings: Steve being ill and adorable. (fluff)

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

A/N: I wrote this prompt 7 different ways before I got the final draft I wanted lmaooo! Enjoy! :D

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"Pleeeeeease Y/N!" You sigh at the pleading coming from the other end of the phone.

This was the fourth time Dustin had called begging for your help. The other three times you tried to make up excuses but he kept calling back. He secretly knew the real reason why you didn't want to say yes to his favour.

Steve was sick and had no one to come over to help nurse him back to health.

" Why cant you guys just take it in shifts to look after him?"

"Becaaaaause....we have stuff to do. You know....Saving the tooown, being super cool secret herooooes etc etc."

"What about his parents?" There's a slight pause on the other end of the line before Dustin responded.

"They're out of town."

"Ugh fine. But you all owe me one, got it?"

"Got it!" "Promise!" "Thanks Y/N!" You hear the calls of the group in the background.

"I'll be over in ten okay? I just need to gather some supplies first."

"No problem Y/N! See you soon!" You hung up the phone and rushed to the first aid cabinet in your bathroom, gathering all the supplies you think you may need and placing them in your duffel bag.

The gang always believed you didn't care for Steve when in reality it was quite the opposite. It wasn't a complete lie in the beginning though. You really didn't like Steve in the beginning. You remembered him as the guy who hurt your best friend Nancy and the guy who was a complete douche.

But Somehow, Since you were dragged into the group to help with all the crazy things going on in Hawkins, and the more you were forced to be around him, the more you saw how much he's changed and over time began to actually start seeing him as a friend.

Somewhere in-between the late night drives when neither of you could sleep, to the deep discussions about your past and the sad stories that came with it, those feelings developed into more than just a friendship feeling to you. You never told the group this and you planned to keep it that way. No one could know you had a soft spot for Harrington.

You finished gathering your supplies and hurried out of the house to your car. You left the drive way and began your journey to Steve's house.

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Dustin opens the door to reveal an annoyed looking you. not really though.

"You guys are still here?"

"We didn't wanna leave him in case he needed something" Dustin shrugged.

"Well aint that sweet." You said, passing Dustin and entering Steve's house. You greeted the rest of the group and briefly looked around. The place was huge.

Dustin led you up the stairs to Steve's room whilst the rest of the gang hung around downstairs. Probably talking about their latest plan to do deal with something crazy that's going on, no doubt.

You arrived outside Steve's door and Dustin turned to face you.

"He's in there. Just knock and go in. We'll be back as soon as we figure this situation out." Dustin explained with a smile, walking past you and descending the stairs where the rest of the group were waiting for him.

'What situation?' you thought. You'll figure that out later, for now your main focus was on Steve.

You slowly opened the door to reveal Steve's room.

He was fast asleep on his bed. The blanket was placed below his torso and it took you a second to realise that-

'Oh my god he's shirtless.' Your face turning a bright shade of red.

You placed your supplies bag by his bed and began to distract yourself by looking around his room. Before you could look at anything you hear the sound of the bedroom door opening again, revealing a concerned looking Dustin.

"Take good care of him okay?" You smile at Dustin's concern.

"I promise he's in save hands Dustin. You can go. I got this." He smiled before his head disappeared from view again. You found it so sweet how close Dustin and Steve are. Like big bro and little bro.

The more you cleaned and observed his room the more you realised there was nothing of his family here. No photographs together, no memories, nothing. It was just an odd thing to see. He never really spoke of his parents to you so you weren't really sure what you were expecting, but you'd think there would at least be a picture or a memory or something.

Your trail of though was broken by the sound of coughing and a groan that followed. You turned to look at Steve. He looked awful. You feel almost guilty for getting distracted by his lack of a shirt.

You walked over to his bedside and gently pushed his hair away from his face. You carefully pressed your hand again his forehead and it was obvious his temperature was stupidly high. Before you could move your hand away a hand reached up to grab yours. Your heart skipped a beat and you had to refrain from pulling away your hand in shock.

He stirred a little, mumbling but not enough to wake himself up. He let go of your hand and moved it out of the way. You were kind of disappointed by that.

"Dude I told you I'm fine. You don't have to keep checking up on me" Steve mumbled again, turning away from you and snuggling deeper into the blankets. You giggle lightly, leaning over and gently pull the blanket and place it on Steve's shoulder.

"Its not Dustin, Steve. Its Y/N" He chuckled lightly in response.

"No its not. They'd never come to check up on me." You were taken a back by that. I mean yeah you had been a little distant lately but there was obvious reason for that. You liked him and it spooked you. But you definitely didn't think he would care about it this much.

"Why wouldn't they check up on you?"

"Because they hate me."

"They don't hate you Steve"

"They do." He sounded so defeated in that statement. You felt so bad for putting your worries of ruining the friendship before thinking about how it might have affected him.

"Why do you think they hate you?"

"They don't talk to me as much anymore. I hate it. I miss them so much." The more he spoke about it the worse it made you feel. You had no idea it affected him this way. "I was so worried that they might have heard us talking about them." Okay now you were confused.

"When did we talk about them?" He must be super ill if he isn't picking up on the fact that yours and Dustin voices sound nothing alike.

"Oh you know when." Steve words star to slur towards the end.

His fever was running high so you walked to the bathroom and returned with a wet towel, placing it carefully on his forehead.

You let him sleep for a while and went to the kitchen to make him some soup. You bring the soup back to his room and place in on his bedside table. He was way to exhausted to sit up though, let alone eat. You tried once again to get some info out of him.

"So...when did we talk about Y/N last?"

"Last week. I had just started my shift. I didn't even realise they were with Robin at the back of the store. I was such an idiot for not realising."

You remembered that moment. You never heard what he said though. They both turned to look at you and you waved. They both ducked behind the counter in panic and you never knew why, until now anyway.

"What were we talking about again?"

"About Y/N" Steve said in a whiny tone. "About how nice they are, and sweet, and kind. About how I cant stop staring at them cause they're so pretty. I got so close to them and now." Steve paused as he sunk further into his blanket, eyes still shut and a clear frown appearing on his face. "I blew it."

"You didn't blow it Steve"

"I did. They don't talk to me anymore and I want them to. I want them to talk to me, to go on drives with me. I want-" He begins to drift off again. His words beginning to form a mumble. " to hold their hand, and comfort them when they're sad. I wanna protect them and give them everything."

Okay. this has to be the fever talking. There's no way you're hearing this right.

"Steve, are you trying to say you like Y/N?"

"Nooooo, Dustin. I really like them. Like really, really, Reeeeeeeeeeeally-"

"Okay okay I got it." You giggled, tucking him into the blanket and readjusting the towel on his forehead.

You heard the slamming of the door and the sounds of multiple voices. It's Robin and Nancy. Dustin must've called them in for backup just in case you didn't show.

You only had a small amount of time left with him before they entered his room so you had to make it quick.

"Steve, I promise you this. If you tell Y/N how you feel they will feel the same way, trust me." Steve replied with a mumble but you were pretty sure he was already fast asleep.

The door opened to reveal Robin and Nancy peaking in to see you smoothing the hair away from Steve's face, a light smile of affection on yours.

"Okay lovebirds break it up." Robin came to sit next to you.

"You're excused from your line of duty. We are on shift now." You turned to look at Nancy who was still leaning again the doorframe.

"Dustin called." You nod in understanding. You stand and hugged them both before leaving.

You sat in the car for longer than you realised before snapping out of it and starting your journey back home.

Even when the next day arrived and you were heading out for your work shift, you still couldn't fully process what had happened with Steve.

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"If I complain enough do you reckon they'll change the uniforms? I hate wearing these." Your work supplied the ugliest uniforms known to man and you complained about it nearly every shift.

"Not even if you set all of the uniforms on fire." Robin laughed and your whining. She came to visit you after your constant calls over the last three days regarding Steve's health. You wanted to visit him again but after that night you couldn't muster up the courage to go.

"How is he-"

"Y/N relax. He's fine. He went back to work today and hes walking around fine. 100% better."

"100%?"

"100%" She reassured you.

"You really worry about him huh? what happened to the 'completely ignoring him to hide my feelings' situation?" You turned to Robin in complete shock. SHE KNEW?!

"Oh please, you were so obvious about that. Pretty sure most of the group knew except for Steve."

"Nancy knew?"

"She was one of the first to clue in on it."

"Is she-?"

"She's fine with it Y/N. Don't worry about it." Robin could read you like a book and you loved her for that.

You both continued to talk for the remaining few hours left of your shift while you wrote out paperwork that the manager could not be bothered to finish.

Once the clock on the wall indicated it was time to close you threw the keys to Robin so she could go lock the door.

She only took two steps forward before the front door slammed opened to reveal a severely out of breath Steve. His hands on his knees, bent over and heaving type of out of breath.

"You know you have a car right?" Robin said in a sarcastic tone, leaning against the store counter.

"That would've taken too long."

"What? and running here was quicker?"

"Robin! not helping."

"Ariiiiight, I know when I'm not wanted." She turned to you and mouthed a 'good luck.' chucking you the keys before walking out the store, patting Steve on the back as she passed him.

You walked over to the staff room and grabbed a bottle of water. You returned and handed it to a slightly less hunched over and out of breath Steve.

He wheezed out a thank you before chugging back the water like his life depended on it. You gently ushered him into the store and locked the door behind you, turning the open sign to closed. You hopped up onto the counter next to Steve who was leaning on it.

You waited for his breathing to ease before speaking.

"What the hell happened for you to run all the way here?" You said light-heartedly. He paused for so long you genuinely thought he was never going to respond.

"Did something happ-" You were interrupted by him finally breaking his silence.

"I know it was you I was talking to that night."

"The night you were sick?"

He nodded

"How? you were so out of it you didn't even realise it was me talking and not Dustin."

"Dustin showed up at my work today. I told him if he ever told anyone what I said about liking you id kick his ass. He looked at me confused and told me he didn't look after me that day." He turned to look at you and your face went bright red.

"You did."

You felt like time had stopped.

"It was you I was talking to, wasn't it?" You had to look straight ahead otherwise you think you will never stop blushing.

"Yeah well Dustin decided to call me because the group had things to do and towns to save, blah blah bl-"

"Y/N." He stops your nervous rambling, pushing off the counter where he was leaning and turns to face you.

"Why didn't you tell me? I thought you hated me. "

"I don't hate you Steve."

"You don't?"

"No. In fact its the complete opposite." You decide to stare at your lap cause you were too nervous to look at him.

"I think you're super funny and an absolute dork." You smile to yourself before continuing.

"You look after those kids like they're your own and you are the most selfless person I've ever met." You look up and finally meet his gaze. A sudden boost of confidence washing over you.

"I like you, Steve. And I'm sorry if this affects us from here on out but, as selfish as it may be, I needed to say it."

Before you even have time to process what you just said, Steve moves closer and places his hands on either side of your face.

"I am so glad you said it." He breathes out before crashing his lips into yours. You relax into the kiss, your lips moving against his. His hand cupped your jaw gently as you wrap you arms around his neck. After a while he finally pulled back to look at you with the sweetest smile on his face. You began to pull him back in for more but you were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.

You both turn to see your assistant manager with her hand on her hip, looking displeased. Again, not really.

"Thank god you finally got the guy but can you please get your butts out of here so I can finish my paperwork?" She says playfully, walking past you both and into the staff room at the back of the store. She gave Steve a thumbs up as she passed and he returned the gesture.

You both laugh as Steve rests his forehead against yours.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asks, leaning down to kiss you again.

"I thought you'd never ask." You responded sweetly. Steve moved back a little so you could hop off the counter. He took your hand into his, intertwining your fingers and leading you out of the store and back to his work so he can tell Robin and anyone he sees that hes finally dating you. He would never say it out loud, but he has never been more grateful for a high fever.

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My Dingus

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Prompt: Drunk confessions

Warnings: Alcohol and Steve being adorable

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

A/N: This Is one of my favourite prompts! I was up till 3am writing this and I have work in 3 hours oof xD

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“Pleeeeeeease Y/N?! You never come to these parties with me anymore.” Steve begged as you walked up to your car with him in tow. You promised you would pick him up from work and take him to Robins so they could go together to this house party thrown by…Tina? Or Tyler? You don’t really know. However, one thing you do know is that this was another Steve trick. He was trying to get you to go to the party with them. Every time you turned down an invite he would always try to find another way to get you to go.

It’s not that you don’t like getting drunk with the chaotic duo, you were best friends with them. You just hated house parties. It was too loud and you normally hated the type of people who go to these things. Frat bros will forever be your mortal enemy, especially when you have been drinking.

You reach your car and begin to unlock the driver’s side door. “Steve I can’t. I have a very important date tonight.” You joked. You looked up to see the smile on Steve’s face drop. Normally you could read Steve like a book but the drop in his features surprised you. There’s no way he would be upset about you going on a date…right? Just to be safe, you decided to clear up the possible miscommunication. “A date with the videos I rented from your work, dingus. You know I would tell you if I had a date with someone.”

“Yeeeeah…I knew that.” He lied before sliding into the passenger seat and immediately reverting back to the previous topic of conversation.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come? It won’t be the same without you there. Robin will miss you too. She hasn’t seen you in forever.”

“I’m sorry Steve. I’ve just never been a fan of parties. I’m more of a movie night kind of gal y’know?” You looked over at Steve to see a soft smile form across his face.

“Of course I know, dingus” You both laughed, driving away from Family video and en route to Robin’s house.

Half a mixtape and a few karaoke scream alongs later you had arrived at Robin’s driveway.

You both said your goodbyes and Steve began to exit the car. You gently grabbed his arm before he had fully left the vehicle, making him turn back to face you.

“Thank you for always inviting me to these things. I know it must be annoying that I never actually go but I always appreciate that you want me there.” You really did appreciate how much Steve wanted to involve you in the crazy adventures that himself and Robin would get up to.

“First of all, you could never annoy me. Ever.” Steve said matter of factly, leaving a slight pause before continuing. “Second of all, I will always want you around Y/N. 24/7 if I could.” You both stared at one another sweetly. You realized how long you were both staring and your face began to turn bright red. You giggled before gently shooing him out of the car. He also chuckled lightly before shutting the door and waving you off as you backed out of Robin’s driveway and headed home.

Your bright red blush stayed on your face even after you arrived home. You couldn’t stop thinking about what he said the entire drive back. You quickly walked into the kitchen and grabbed an icepack from the freezer, pushing it onto your face to stop it from feeling like it was on fire. You leaned against the counter and sighed.

You have always had a soft spot for Steve. You realized this in high school when your heart would constantly sink every time he flirted with other girls or when you saw the way he looked at Nancy when they were together.

You pushed yourself away from the counter top and began to gather your snacks and movies for your movie marathon, hoping the unrealistic cheesiness from the romcoms you chose would help ease that sinking feeling you felt.

‘At least someone gets to be in love’ You thought before sinking into the couch as the first movie began to play.

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It was almost midnight and your evening was going super peaceful, almost too peaceful. As you finished that thought your house phone began to ring. You picked it up to a barely audible Robin amongst the sea of loud party goers.

“Hey is this Y/Ns house?”

“No but this is their phone number” Y/N replied light heartedly.

“Oh thank god! I was hoping I remembered your number properly. It’s Robin!”

“Hey Robin! What’s up? How’s the party going?” You responded.

“It’s going great! But-“ Y/N interrupted Robin before she could continue.

“You need a favour?” Robin sighed in relief on the other side of the line.

“I met someone.” She whispered and Y/N squeaked in excitement

“That’s amazing! Tell me everything. How did you meet?!”

“I’ll have to save all the details for you tomorrow Y/N. I need that favour asap.”

“Sure thing. What ya need? Is this, by any chance, related to a certain floofy haired co-worker?”

Robin laughed before responding “Why yes it is. How on earth did you know?” She said sassily.

“Just had an inkling” You giggled “So what’s this favour that you need done asap?”

“Okay so he was meant to stay at mine tonight but I’ve met this girl and it’s rare that this opportunity comes about so I wanted to bring her home but I don’t want to send Steve home and get him in trouble and-“

“Robin its fine. Go have a fun time with this girl and l will be there in five to pick up Steve. I just need the address.”

“Y/N you’re the best” Robin says gratefully before yelling over to tinatyler or whatever their name is to ask them for their address, you guessed she was either too drunk to remember it or Steve knew but /he/ was too drunk to remember it.

“Oh don’t I know it.” You laughed before grabbing a pen and paper and writing the address down. Luckily it wasn’t too far and you had tutored a kid on the same block a couple of months back so it wouldn’t take too long for you find the house.

“One more thing I need to know before you go.”

“What is it?” Robin replied, her words beginning to slur slightly.

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“Y/N!” Steve yells at you exit your car. Robin is holding him up as they both walk forward to greet you. You laughed as Steve launches himself towards you and pulls you into a hug. You’re used to drunk Steve by now but you will never get used to the butterflies in your stomach whenever he gives you affection, drunk or not. He rarely gets drunk but when he does he’s very affectionate and happy. It’s an adorable sight to see you have to admit.

“Hey Stevie, ready to go home?” He responded by squeezing you tighter, resting his chin on top of your head.

“Nooooo I don’t want to go back home, my parents are mean.” He mumbles into your head. You lightly squeeze him back and move away from his embrace to look at him.

“No silly, you’re staying at my house tonight.”

“Ooooooooooooh! My hooome home. Okay lets goooo!” He yells before grabbing your hand and walking with you back to the car. The blush returns the second his hand made contact with yours and you curse yourself for being such a simp for this man.

“BYE ROBIN!” He yells and waves before falling into the passenger seat. You giggle before waving to Robin and the girl who was now standing beside her.

“Have fun you two! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” You laugh as you get into the car and see Robin playfully flip you off before the girl links arms with her and leads her back inside. You look over to your right to see Steve is already messing with the mix tapes, trying to find a good song for you both to jam out to on your journey back home. You handed him a bottle of water before pulling out of the driveway.

“What’s is this for?” He slurred, giggling at himself for messing up his words.

“To help sober you up silly. Also you get insane motion sickness when you’re drunk so that should help.”

“You remembered that? That happened years ago.”

“Of course I remember. You threw up in the back of my mom’s car and I had to do the dishes for a month.” You both laughed as you reminisced over that disaster of a night.

“I’m still sorry about that by the way.”

“Oh suuuuuure you are” You teased as you kept your eyes focused on the road.

He chuckled lightly, taking sips of water at an attempt to sober up and not repeat the horror of that night.

You both sat in silence for the rest of the journey. Only the sounds of your stereo and the occasional swig of Steve’s water bottle filing the air.

As you pulled into your driveway you noticed Steve staring at you. You turn to look at him with a smile. He was resting his head against the seat and staring at you with a look that made your heart flutter.

“What?” You giggled as you unbuckled your seat belt and opened your door. You walked around to the other side and opened the passenger door, reaching over Steve to unbuckle his belt.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N” You had just started to pull away from him as he said those words. You looked at him and realized your faces were only inches apart. You paused for a second, looking down at his lips and back up into his eyes before lightly sighing and helping him out of the car.

“And you’re drunk, Stevie. Let’s get you inside, huh?” You lifted his arm around your shoulder and bumped the door shut with your hip. You guided him inside and shut the front door.

“But you are beautiful Y/N! sooooo beautiful!” He accidentally yelled as you began to laugh, shushing him and guiding him towards the kitchen.

“Oh sh- sorry! Are your parents’ home?” Steve stumbled into the kitchen and leant against the counter, trying to steady himself. You took his now empty water bottle from his hands and began to refill it.

“No, it’s fine. They’ve gone to visit family for the week. I just don’t want any more noise complaints from the neighbours. Especially after last time” You chuckled, remembering the time Hopper had been called to your home because grumpy Mrs. Miller couldn’t stand you and Steve yelling the lyrics to your favourite mix tape at 10pm.

You smiled fondly at the memory before handing Steve the now refilled bottle.

“You’re on your own for the whole week? Why didn’t you say anything? I would’ve stayed over.”

“Well you can still stay the rest of the week if you want.” Steve fist pumped in victory as he gave you another hug. You nuzzled your head into Steve’s chest and let out a sigh. He started to lightly sway you both back and forth, making sure he didn’t lose balance and fall in the process.

Your smile faded as you had to once again remind yourself that this means nothing to Steve. He’s just drunk. You know this is just how drunk Steve acts, he’s like this with everyone when he’s drunk so it’s not like its aimed at you specifically and-

“You know I meant what I said right?” He interrupted your trail of thought.

“About what?”

“When I said you are beautiful. I really mean it Y/N” He moves away from you before gently placing his fingers under your chin and forcing you to look at him.

“You are the most beautiful person I know. You always look amazing. Even in that gross uniform your work forces you to wear.” You laughed lightly which in turn caused him to smile a smile that made your heart flutter more.

“Awwwww you’re blushing.” He teased before you hid your face against his chest in defeat.

“No I’m not.” You mumbled into his shirt before looking up at him again. He moved some strands of hair away from your face, his hand just resting on your jaw.

“How are you feeling, Stevie?” You whispered, feeling as if your lungs had been completely revoked of air as Steve stared into your eyes.

“I feel like I really want to kiss you.” Your eyes shot open. You were definitely not expecting that response that was for sure.

“Stevie, you’re drunk. I can’t.” Steve looked down at the floor in defeat. It was your turn to lift his face to look at you.

“I promise, if you remember this conversation tomorrow and you still want to kiss me. You can. And I will give you a thousand more in return.” You whispered, lips only inches apart before grinning and pulling away. Steve looked at you with his puppy dog eyes. You laughed, waving your index finger at him.

“Nuh uh mister. That’s not going to work. Remember this tomorrow and you can have all the kisses you want.”

“But why not nooooow.” He pulled you into another hug, continuing to pout as you giggled.

“Because I want you to be sober for our first kiss.” Steve squeezed you tight after you answer before finally removing himself off the counter and taking your hand in his. He started to gently pull you over to the bottom of the stairs.

“You don’t want to watch some movies first?” You questioned. The next words to leave Steve’s mouth made your heart almost explode.

“The sooner I go to sleep then sooner I get to wake up and kiss you.” He smiled before running up the stairs. He nearly tripped twice up the stairs, his shirt flying down the stairs as he ran to your room to change. You eventually snapped out of your love sick trance and began to ascend the stairs to your room, grabbing the bottle of water Steve left behind, grinning like an idiot the whole way there.

You entered your room to see Steve already asleep in your bed, your bedside lamp illuminating his bare back and his /pretty/ face. You leaned against the doorway, making sure you engraved this memory into your brain forever. After a little while you moved away from the doorframe and placed the bottle of water on the bedside table next to Steve. You walked around to the other side of bed and slipped under the covers, your back facing Steve as you wriggled about a little to make yourself more comfortable. You reached over the sleeping Steve to turn off the bedside lamp before drifting off to sleep.

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You awoke to the sun shining in your eyes, you covered your eyes with a groan, annoyed that you forgot to shut the blinds last night. Once you were more awake you began to remember the events of last night. Your stomach dropped. What were you meant to say to him? Does he remember anything? You took a deep breath and rolled to face him and-

He wasn’t there.

You sat up as your stomach sank, you saw the post it note on your bedside table.

‘I’m sorry, Y/N.’

Your eyes began to well up. He regretted everything you just knew it. He probably panicked and left. You wipe your eyes as you begrudgingly get out of bed and head towards the stairs, trying to think of what to say to him later. Whether it would be easier to call him or face the music and talk to him in person.

As you reached the bottom of the stairs you hear a loud metallic crash. You jumped and grabbed the bat that was near the front door, preparing yourself to start swinging at whoever decided to mess with you first thing in the morning.

“Shit!” You heard a very familiar voice yell as he threw another pancake onto a plate. You were amazed to see he had actually managed to make two whole stacks of pancakes without setting the kitchen on fire. He put his finger in his mouth groaning in pain, turning off the stove and placing the pan into sink. He was so distracted by his burnt finger that he almost didn’t see you standing at the bottom of the stairs, bat still in hand.

“Oh! Morning Y/N! Pancakes?” He gestured towards the two plates of pancakes on the kitchen counter.

“You didn’t leave?”

Steve looked baffled at the response.

“No why would I? You said I could stay for the week so I’m gunna.” He said in a sassy manner, pointing again to the pancakes.

“What else do you remember from last night, Steve?”

“But pancakes, Y/N”

“Steve please, I need to know if you remembered what I said.”

There was a long pause. The atmosphere was tense and it felt like time has slowed down to halt. It was the worst few moments of your life before he decided to speak again.

“I remember everything, Y/N.”

“And what I said?”

Steve nodded, the most love struck smile forming on his face.

“I remember”

“Do you still-”

“Yes.” Steve breathed out. You walked quickly towards Steve before reaching up and crashing your lips against his. He wound his arms around your waist and began to walk you backwards until your back came in contact with the edge of the counter. You wound your hands in his hair as he lifted you onto the counter, standing between your legs as you both continued you kiss with as much passion as you could both muster. So many years of longing and tension finally being released as your lips began to move against each other’s. Steve’s arms wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer towards him as he finally broke the kiss. He gently pressed his forehead against yours as you both try to catch your breath.

“How was that for a first kiss?” You chuckled lightly, gently kissing the hand he held in yours.

“Pretty good Harrington, I’d give it a solid 100/10”

“Sweeeeet.” You both giggled before falling back into a comfortable silence. Heads still resting against one another’s.

“So how about them pancakes?” Steve kissed your forehead in response

“Only if I get those thousand kisses in exchange.” You went bright red as Steve laughed at your reaction.

“I promise to give you a thousand in return.” You laughed back as he gently lifted you off the counter, settling you back onto the kitchen floor as you look up at him completely love-struck.

“Sounds like a good deal. I’m in.”

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“Steve?”

“Hmm” He replied, mouth stuffed full of pancake.

“What was the post it note about?”

“Oh! I accidentally stood on one of your figures and the hand snapped. I wrote the post it note so I didn’t have to face your wrath." He chuckled.

You giggle, kissing him on the cheek before continuing to eat your pancakes.

“Dingus”

“Your dingus” He corrected you, shovelling another full pancake into his mouth

“My dingus” You grin as the realization hits you. You finally got your happy ending.

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Let me in

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Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary:

After years of not talking to each other, you are surprised to see a bruised Steve Harrington at your window.

The sudden tapping on the bedroom window made you jump out of your skin. You turn to find a beaten and bruised Steve Harrington on the other side of the glass smiling at you sheepishly, pointing downwards toward the widow signalling you to let him in.

Why was he even here? The last time you spoke to Steve was before he became ‘the king of Hawkins’ or alternatively ‘the douchebag of Hawkins’ as your friends called him. You had heard through the grape vine that he had changed, became a total dork and spent his time scooping ice-cream and babysitting a group of kids. You never would’ve believed it unless you saw him first hand trying to flirt with customers in that ridiculous sailors outfit. You’d never actually admit it looked good on him, your pride was too strong for that.

You opened the window and he fell through it with a thump. He immediately jumped up, running his hands through his ridiculous really pretty hair.

“What are you doing here, Harrington?” You stood with your arms crossed, battling your annoyance and gladness that he was here. You would never admit you missed him. He hurt you really bad when he left you and the others for the group of dbags and started dating Nancy. That’s the one thing that hurt more than anything.

“I just wanted to say hi.” He said with a wide grin. You knew him well enough to know that grin was total bull. He came here for something and you knew it.

“Seriously Steve why did you come here? We haven’t spoken in years and now you just show up to my window all beaten up and- Oh god hold on!” You were so mad and confused by his sudden reappearance that you totally spaced on the fact his face was a total train wreck. One of his eyes was practically swollen shut and the rest of his face was bruised and bloody.

“Y/N its fine-“You ran out the room and grabbed a first aid kit. You walked back in and gently shoved him onto your bed so he was sat on the edge. He sat still as you stood in front of him between his legs, too focused on patching his face up to notice the blush spread across his cheeks.

“Y/N” you blanked him as you continued to patch his face.

“Y/N” He repeated, gently holding your wrists in his hands which forced you to look him in the eyes.

“You want to know the reason I came here?” He questioned. You responded with a soft nod.

“A lot has happened to me these past few years and I’ve realized a lot of things that I was to self-obsessed with my dumb hair to notice.” You giggled and he looked at you fondly before continuing.

“I realized that I had let go of one of the sweetest-“He held your hands in his

“funniest” He kissed your left hand.

“Most perfect, badass person in my life. I realized tonight that I didn’t want to lose her again. So if you’ll have me back.” He stood up and cupped your jaw with both hands.

“Will you be my friend again?” You giggled before nodding, seeing the nerves leave his features.

“Of course I will you dummy. I missed you.” You smiled up at him as he once again stared at you longingly, his hands still placed on your jaw.

“I honestly thought for a second there you were confessing your love for me or something.” You chuckled. You looked back to Steve to see he was not joining in on the laughter.

“I thought I made that part pretty clear Y/N.” He smoothed his thumb along your cheek, making you turn bright red.

“W-wait. You like me?” You replied stunned. One of his hands left your jaw and lifted your hand to his lips, gently pressing a kiss onto your knuckles before looking at you again.

“I always have Y/N”

“What about Nancy?”

“I did love her.” Your eyes dropped to the ground in slight defeat

“Y/N look at me” You look back at Steve to see him still look at you with a soft smile.

“I did love her. But I realized after I finally let her go, that you were the one I’ve always wanted. Your smile, your laugh, the way you would’ve mocked me so hard for wearing this uniform”

You giggled before lightly grabbing the bottom of his sailor shirt, pulling him closer towards you.

“I would’ve mocked you. But I do think you look adorable in it too.”

“Y/N” Steve pressed his forehead against yours.

“Can I kiss you?” You didn’t even hesitate to press your lips against his. He sighed into the kiss, as if all the tension from his body just melted away. After a few minutes you both finally pulled away. You both nervously giggled before Steve pulled you into a hug.

“I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too Stevie.”

“I’m living here now. We got to make up for lost time.”

“Does that include all the kisses too?” Steve chuckled before falling back onto the bed, pulling you on top of him.

“Oh that is definitely on the table.” He leaned up to kiss you again before pulling you into his chest.

You both sat there in silence for a while before he piped up again

“Do you still have my spare clothes lying around somewhere?”

“Yeah they are in my pyjama drawer.” He smiled and walked over to retrieving them. He paused in his tracks before turning to you.

“Have you been wearing my clothes as pyjamas?” You hid your head under the covers and groaned, causing Steve to laugh. You heard rustling so you assumed he was changing and respectfully stayed hidden before he climbed back into bed.

“You didn’t answer my questioooon.” He said teasingly. You peaked your head out of the covers to see him smiling at you so sweetly.

“I did. I missed you so It made me feel better when I wore them.” You felt Steve lift you up carefully so you were tucked into his chest.

“Gosh you're so cute. I love you so much Y/N”

You cheeks were hurting from smiling so hard.

“I love you too Stevie.”

You both spent the rest of the night cuddled up together watching random movies you had rented the night before. Thinking about how lucky you were to have this second chance with the one man you loved more than anything.

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