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h4rringt0nswife · 2 years

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Don’t Move

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Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You are Steve Harringtons best friend. You also happen to be in love with him. Yeah, super cliche. He's recovering from his break-up but there's only so much "Nancy" you can take before you finally break too.

Warnings: Swearing, slightly jealous!reader, fluff towards the end, typos, slight sexual scenario??

Word Count: 3k

A/N: This takes place around end of season 2 early 3. No ST4 spoilers ;). As always feedback is appreciated <3.

“Babysitting on Friday again? How classy.” You laugh from the passenger side seat as Steve rolls his eyes at you, gripping the wheel tighter.

“Pfftt babysitter? I’m not a damn babysitter. I’m more of the-”

“Chauffeur?”

“Mom?“

He’s interrupted by two voices coming from the back seat of his car; Dustin and Mike. The three of you break into a fit of laughter as Steve could only stare at the road blankly.

“I was going to say a friend but yeah those are ‘fitting’ I guess.” He huffs. “Forgive us o’ high and mighty King Steve. Maybe thou shall be paid for this ‘friendship’.” You raise your arms and drop them repeatedly, only causing more giggles from the back seat.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. But come on, I thought we were better than this Henderson? I put a dead demo-dog thing or whatever in Ms. Byers’ fridge for you. I thought that counted for something.” Dustin sighs apologetically and nods his head. “And I thank you every day for that bro.”

Steve holds his hand out and Dustin takes it happily, doing a small, but nevertheless fulfilling, handshake.

“This has to be some form of gaslighting,” you scoff.

“Jealous much? The H&H bromance lives on!” He laughs happily, throwing a wink at you. Your stomach churns. You thought it was crazy how something such as an innocent wink could make you feel like that.

“Ew don’t say it like that. It sounds weird like some child labor camp or something.”

Their conversation continued but you just sat there. Mind running a million miles per second with butterflies soaring in your stomach. It was only a wink, right? But a wink from him, oh god your heart ached. How could your heart skip every few beats when you were around him, and yet…he was the reason it beat faster? As a matter of fact, he was the lone reason why it DID beat. Him. You didn’t know if it was his smile, or if it was his eyes. But it was something between all that, that had you hooked. You felt yourself going even more insane every day that you could not have him to yourself. To kiss, to love, to…cherish. Forever.

“Hey? You good?” Steve waves a hand in front on your face. You blink a few times and look around. Mike and Dustin were waving in the direction of the car while heading into The Wheelers family home. “Oh- yeah, my bad. Just zoned out.” You smile sheepishly.

“Yeah I noticed. I didn’t hear any shit-talking from your side.” You playfully push his arm. “Just admit it. You missed the soothing sounds of my voice huh ?”

“Charming.”

Steve’s eyes drift back to the wheelers home. You peered over to see Nancy through her window, pacing around with a book in hand. Looking back at Steve you sigh. Although it had been a few months since the break-up, he was still hurt by the situation. You could see it in his eyes. A love-sick puppy. It hurt you to see him like this (especially since you worshiped the ground he walked on). Though you'd hate to admit it, you could feel small spurts of the green-eyed-monster rise and spread throughout your body.

Small droplets of rain started collecting on the windshield of the BMW. Leaves swirl around on the ground. And the trees swayed as the wind started to pick up pace. It was scenic, beautiful even.

“Hey.” You nudge his arm. He was still staring up at the small window longingly. He hummed before finally turning his attention towards you. “It’s raining... we should get outta here,” you advised. Your voice was small and almost thin. You didn’t know how to comfort him when you, yourself needed comforting. Seeing the one you love be in love with someone else hurt more than anything. She burned, and she was unforgiving.

He nodded and pulled out of the driveway. He was still heartbroken to say the least. Still grieving the death of his relationship with Nancy. What really hurt him was the fact that she didn’t love him back. She didn’t feel the genuine joy he felt, or how wounding it was to see her and Jonathan in that room together. Sure, they had sex and sure it was fun, but he had fell in love with her throughout the year long relationship. And it was all just “bullshit” to Nancy.

“Let’s just go to my place. The rain is getting bad and your house is all the way across town.”

You nod.

“Sometimes I forget that you’re rich Steve Harrington. Maybe you could be my sugar daddy or something.” You look around at the house in front of you. Steve flicks on the light to the living area and plops down on the sofa.

“Oh, shut up. It's my parents. You know how they are about 'earning your way in life' or some shit." He kicks his feet up on the ottoman before him. “As a single mom of 6, what advice would you like to give the crowd?” You hold your fist up to his face, mimicking a microphone as you take a seat next to him. “What can I say? Hm... Wrap it up.” He laughs.

After he found a show to watch the two of you sat there for a while. Laughing softly every so often when the characters on the TV made a joke. You felt a breeze of cool air causing you to shiver. You figured it was the AC kicking on. Your sudden shaking didn’t go unnoticed, Steve looked over at you realizing your clothes were still slightly damp. “Hold on let me go grab you something.” He leapt up from the couch.

A few minutes later he came back downstairs with a clean sweatshirt, some sweatpants, and a blanket. “These should work.” He hands the clothes to you, your fingers brushing against each-others. You look up at him and smile. Mumbling a quick thanks and rushing to the bathroom, eager to get out of your own wet clothes.

Steve flipped through more channels on the TV. The show the two of you had been watching had gone off and turned to a news channel which, in his opinion, was not very interesting. He heard shuffling and a door creak from down the hall signaling to him that you were coming back. He kept his eyes on the box in front of him while speaking.

"The show went off so I'm changing the channel if that's fine. Unless you want to watch the 'Hawkins Snooze'." He snorts then his eyes finally land on you. His eyes scanned over you. His eyebrows furrowed together as he thought to himself.

You're really pretty.

He didn't know how he didn't notice it until now. How beautiful you are. You were wearing his shirt...but not the pants. Your bare legs were smooth, and it seemed as though they could go on forever. He tore his eyes away from your legs and fixated on your eyes. Your lips started moving but he heard nothing.

"Ahem-um the pants were uh itchy so I... I decided to not wear them...if that's okay? I hope this isn't weird?" You rambled over your words. Suddenly nervous or dare you say titillated embarrassed by his sudden attention. You gulp thickly as you shift on your feet.

"Huh? Oh, uh no it's fine. Just get over here. The couch misses you." He waves you over and you oblige.

The two of you laugh mindlessly at the joke the main character had made when Steve began speaking.

"This was Nancy's favorite thing to do on Friday nights. She'd come over and we'd watch some dumb show. We'd eat popcorn and stay up and talk all night." He admitted. Eyes still glued to the screen. You tugged on your bottom lip that was between your teeth, trying to hold in words from spilling out. Afraid that your lips would release too many.

"Can we... not talk about Nancy? I feel like she's all we talk about anymore." He finally looks over to you and his eyebrows furrow together. Confusion written all over his face.

"Pfft. No, she's not." His voice was low. Laced with disbelief. "Oh, but Steve, she is. It's always 'Should I speak to Nancy' or you're talking about how much you miss her and love her and how you should apologize for something that's completely not even your fault." You sit up, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

"Hey hey that is NOT fair. We're supposed to be friends. And I confide in you. We tell each other everything so my bad if I talked your ear off with my feelings towards another human fucking being." He grumbled. He raked his fingers through his hair, feeling anxious about all the new raw feelings at bay.

"Tell each other everything my ass..." You whispered not expecting him to hear it.

"And what's that supposed to mean. Hm y/n? You know everything about me. I tell you shit that I would take to my grave with me." He stood from his seat, now pacing.

"You wanna know what that means? Well, I'll tell you," you chuckle unhumourously. "It means that I have been here the whole time and you really haven't ever noticed? You don't see it? I'm supposed to be your so called 'best friend' and you can't even tell that I love you." You were breaking and you felt it. The barrier between your emotions and your friendship was breaking, and you felt every. single. crack.

"What? What are you talking about? Yeah I love you too but-"

He stopped in front of you.

"You don't get it." You chuckle dryly. "You're always too busy up Nancy's ass to see that I am in love with you Steve. And when I see the way your eyes light up when you talk about her, and how your ears perk up when anyone mentions her name, I feel myself slowly slipping into madness. Yeah, I may know everything about you but obviously you don't know a damn thing about me." You confessed.

His eyes widened and his mouth formed a perfect "o".

"Yeah, and when you were out there chasing Nancy, I was always... I was always, always there with you because at least I could still love you even if it was from afar. You always talking about Nancy drives me crazy because I'm right here. I've always been here Steve. You can't tell me you didn't see me... I don't think it's possible to love someone as much as I love you. I yearn for you every single god damn day... but you don't see it. You don't see me..." Your face burned and your voice was cracking by the end. Your hands were shaking, and you felt hot tears start dampening the corners of your eyes.

"And I'm not blaming you for not knowing, because obviously you were preoccupied with your own love life. But really? You've never ever even had a small... inkling that maybe, just maybe, I could have liked you?"

He just stood there. Shocked. Unable to form any actual words. He didn't know how or what to feel in the moment. You are his best friend he'd never thought of you that way. Unless he did? His clothes squeezed against him, and he was sure you heard his heartbeat, as loud as it was in his ears.

"Say something Steve... Please...Anything." You pleaded with him. It almost sounded like you were begging him to. But whatever it took for him to say something.

He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but nothing came out. You scoff. Hurt and embarrassed.

Standing up and gathering your things, you make your way over to the door. Just as you're turning the doorknob his hand placed a firm hold against the door.

"Where are you going?" He asks. Voice hoarse from the misuse of it.

"You can't expect me to stay here. I literally just poured my heart out to you, and you had nothing to say. So, I'll leave and then we can pretend none of this ever even happened. We'll be two peas in a pod again." You wipe a tear away from your cheek and give him a tight-lipped smile along with a sarcastic thumbs up.

"But I don't want you to leave y/n.." He didn't know why he wanted you to stay so badly. Or what he was even thinking really. His thoughts going too rapidly he couldn't read any. He stepped a foot closer to you. Softly grasping your hand and pulling it away from the doorknob.

"What do you want then? Because I find it very hard to believe that you even know what you want." You were shaking. More violently than earlier. You were trying to decipher his thinking, but with the look on his face. You really couldn't tell if he was thinking anything at all.

"You're right. I don't know what I want. But I do know that I don't want you to leave." He was confused himself.

He'd never felt this way before, towards anyone, not even Nancy. He felt as though if he could just touch you, it would all go away. All his pain, all of his confusion, it would all melt away. You were his best friend; he shouldn't have thought of you this way. But oh, he did. His mind lingered on you more than he was willing to admit. Wondering what you would think of something new. How many stars you would give it and why. Anything you breathed was golden to him.

His mind was exploding. His blood was dizzying, and his bones rattled with all of his shaking. He was rooted to the ground and yet he was unbalanced at the same time. What he wanted? No, what he needed... What he needed was you. You are his safe haven, every single thing you touched, you left seared in his mind. He was completely and utterly taken by none other than you.

"Stay..." He stepped impossibly closer. With that you didn't want to leave. Your heart thumped against its cage; your body was on fire. His uneven breaths fanned over your face. Your eyes found themselves gazing shamelessly at his lips. His tongue darted out, slowly swiping over his plushy lips.

"Okay," you breathed out. Eyes drifting back up to his. He leans in carefully, slowly, giving you time to slap him if you needed. But luckily... that never happened. Breathing and not breathing, scorching cheeks, lustful eyes, trembling knees and sweaty palms. Yet, none of that seemed to matter, because he was here, he was everywhere. His scent and his touch shadowed all of your senses. Overcasting every thought you'd had at that very moment. There was only him. Your lips ghosted each other's before you whispered a simple.

"I'll stay."

He brushed a finger ever-so-slightly across your jawline leaving the skin there tingly. Your eyes flutter shut as he leans down. Placing a small kiss to the side of your mouth first before you leaned up and filled the space between the two of you. You were finally kissing Steve Harrington.

He kissed you softly, as though you were going to break. He was tender, and sweet, barely even there. His lips are soft against yours. Sweeter and softer than the first sip of hot chocolate during the winter months. Like having a fond memory to cherish for the rest of your life. In that moment he was the rest of your life. There was nothing more you wanted other than him and his sweet, relentless love. Your heartbeat slowed along with his, becoming in sync with each other and your body relaxed.

He drew small circles with his fingertips on the small of your back and you were afraid that your knees would give out right then and there. You never wanted to stop feeling like this. Terrified, nervous, and yet completely enamored.

Finally, you pulled away. The two of you gasped for air but at the same time you thought you didn't need it if it meant being that close to him. He looked down at you, in a way no one had ever looked at you before and it quite literally terrified you. Terrified you to think how much you really needed him.

"Don't move yet. Can we stay like this a sec?" He questions as he holds his head in the nape of your neck, breathing in your scent. You came to him in ebbing waves. You reminded him of the beach at sunset. Gorgeous and Peaceful. He could lose himself in you, drown in your scent and he'd never ever get enough. He'd always come back for more of you like a relentless little boy begging for candy. You are intoxicating.

"I had to know that this is all real and not some figment of my imagination." He flashes his award-winning smile at you causing a small laugh from you.

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ao3feed-byler2 · 10 months

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Byler things

by Vinsmoke69

•Byler { Mike x Will } | | long fic

Where after 2 years separated by distance, Mike and Will meet again. However, Mike begins to feel something different for his best friend, "what makes you crazy". What would Eleven do when he found out about it?

*After the second season of stranger things.

Cover by: 🌈 @Carlysto

Words: 539, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Chief Jim Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Eleven ( Eleven ), Jonathan Byers, Joyce Byers, Kali "Eight" ( Eight ), Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield / "Madmax", Mike Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Will Byers

Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler

Additional Tags: Boys Love - Freeform, Bromance, Byeler - Freeform, byler, elmax - Freeform, Gay, Jancy, Jopper, mike wheeler - Freeform, stranger things, Adventure, Drama / Tragedy, Fantasy, Teen Fiction, Gay / Yaoi, Lesbian / Yuri, LGBTQIA +, fight, Mystery, police officer, Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Sex hint, Spoilers, alternative universe, will byers - Freeform, Yaoi

from AO3 works tagged 'Will Byers/Mike Wheeler' https://ift.tt/m0kw7Zd

#byler #michael wheeler #will byers

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thetraitoryoulove · 5 years

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If you die, I die.

#stranger things #stranger things 3 #stranger things season 3 #steve harrington #dustin henderson #steve x dustin #true love #bromance #scoop troop

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marvelslut16 · 4 years

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Milkshakes and fries

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader

Synopsis: Y/N and Steve take Dustin to the snow ball and get to know each other while they wait to pick him up. The two have a heart to heart over milkshakes and fries, will the two ever be more than just Henderson and Harrington?

Word count: 2140

Warnings: Swearing, there’s some but I don’t think I made Dustin swear enough. Oops.

“Dusty!” you call to your little brother, who is getting dressed for the snow ball. “Harrington is here!”

“Give me a goddamn minute!” he hollers back.

“Language!” mom joins in on the yelling.

“Dumb ass,” you laugh quietly as he walks into the kitchen. “But don’t you look handsome,” you smile down at him and push a rogue curl out of his face.

“Can you ride with?” he looks up at you, there's a vulnerability in his voice that you’ve never heard before. His eyes are huge and giving you the puppy dog look, he’s trying to use humor to hide his nerves.

“King Steve is taking you,” you frown. “Why would you want little old me getting in the way of your bromance?”

“Because you’re my big sister,” he admits quietly. “Plus I want a girl’s opinion.”

Every part of you wanted to say no, to just send him off with Harrington so you could change into pajamas and watch TV with your mother. But you also heard the bad advice that Steve gave him to ignore Max and be borderline rude to her.

“Fine,” you sigh, grabbing your coat that's draped over the back of one of the kitchen chairs.

“Thank you,” he cheers throwing his arms around your midsection.

“Mom, I’m taking Dustin to the dance,” you inform her as you walk through the living room to get to the front door.

“I thought that Harrington boy was taking him,” she frowns at you, from her seat on the couch.

“He is,” you sigh and slip your coat on before zipping it up.

“I asked her to go with for the ride,” Dustin walks up behind you. “She’ll probably go do something with Steve until it's time to pick me up.”

“I never agreed to that,” you hiss at him.

“You just did,” he grins grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door. “Bye mom!” he calls over his shoulder.

“Henderson, Henderson number two,” Steve greets the two of you as you head towards his car.

Dustin shoves you the passenger's seat door, as he heads to the back of the car. You begrudgingly take the seat next to Steve “the hair” Harrington.

“Which one of us is Henderson number two?” you try to break the silence a few minutes into the ride.

“Dustin,” Steve takes one hand off of the wheel to run it through his hair. “He is the younger one,” he adds with a slight shrug.

“That’s bullshit!” Dustin calls from the back.

“Now now Dusty, watch your language,” you mimic your mom. Steve laughs at your imitation as Dustin flips you the bird. “Love you too little bro,” you laugh.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Dustin whispers to himself as Steve pulls up in front of the middle school.

“Hey,” you say softly, turning to face Dustin. “You’ll be a little heart-breaker in there. You look handsome, and you’re the sweetest guy I know. Once you get passed all of the swearing, that is.”

He smiles back at you, but you can practically hear him chanting shit in his head. “You have to say that,” he finally breaks the silence. “You’re my sister.”

“I don’t have to do anything Dusty, even if we’re related. I’m just telling you the truth.”

“So remember when you get in there,” Steve joins the conversation.

“Pretend I don’t care,” Dustin finishes.

“You don’t care,” Steve shakes his head.

“I don’t care,” Dustin repeats.

“There ya go, you’re learning my friend,” Steve smiles at him. “You’re learning.”

“Don’t listen to him,” you cut in.

“That’s great advice!” Steve defends.

“That’s terrible advice!” you squint your eyes at the driver. “Just be confident Dusty.”

Dustin leans forward, ignoring your arguing with Steve, adjusting the rear view mirror so he can check his hair and face.

“Hey,” Steve whines since Dustin is messing with the angle of the mirror. “You look great. Listen to your sister and me, we’re practically adults. We know this stuff by now. Now, you’re going to go in there, look like a million bucks, and you’re gonna slay em dead.”

“Like a lion,” Dustin agrees, before purring.

“Yeah, don’t do that,” Steve cringes slightly.

“C’mon (Y/N/N), back me up,” Dustin looks at you.

“Sorry kiddo,” you give him a slight smile. “I agree with Harrington for once.”

“Okay,” Dustin sighs. He gives the two of you one last look before heading into the dance. You both watch as he walks in and hands his ticket to Mr. Clarke.

“So what do you want to do now?” Steve asks, driving away.

“You can drop me off at home, I don’t want to impose on King Steve’s time,” you look down and twiddle your fingers.

“Or we can go get something to eat,” it almost sounds like there’s a hopeful lift to Steve’s voice. “I could really go for a milkshake.”

“Milkshakes sound good,” you agree quietly.

“I’ll have a chocolate milkshake and an order of fries please,” you smile up at the waiter.

“I’ll have the exact same,” Steve tell him. As the waiter walks away your booth is once again plagued in awkward silence. “So what do you want to do after graduation?” he asks.

“I’m not really sure,” you finally admit out-loud, it was eating away at you whenever your mom would talk about grades and graduation. “I always planned on going away to school, moving away from this town. But with everything that’s happened these past two years, there’s no way I can leave Dustin here. I’ll probably just get a job at the arcade or something. Save up enough money to move out eventually, or wait for some guy to notice me and we can start our nuclear family.”

“I’m sure Dustin would understand if you left,” Steve leans forward, and gently grabs your hand. “You clearly have so much love for him, but you need to do the things that you want to.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” you laugh humorlessly. “You, you’re set for life Harrington. You have the house, the money, any girl you could ever want-”

“They’re all interested in Billy now. Or Jonathan,” he sighs and looks at his hands.

“The point is, you have the luxury to be able to go off and find yourself, I don’t.”

“Money isn’t everything Henderson,” Steve’s brows furrow as he looks at you.

“Obviously not, I’m happy with next to none,” you you match his look. “But it does help in the long run. Plus you don’t have a little brother you would be abandoning.”

Before Steve can respond the waiter comes back with two milkshakes and a giant plate of fries. You thank him and immediately take a sip of your drink. The waiter winks at you before retreating to behind the diner counter. You miss the frown and glare Steve sends the man.

“What did happen between you two?” you sober up immediately and Steve chokes on his shake. “You don’t have to answer that! I was out of line-”

“So what about you?” you ask before biting into a fry. “What does post high school life look for King Steve?”

“Ya know, find a girl and start our very own nuclear family,” the two of you start to laugh. “Honestly? I have no idea. I was prepared to follow Nancy wherever she wanted to go, but we see how that turned out.”

“No, no, it’s fine,” he gives you a small smile. “Nancy and I were never really a good fit, especially because a part of her hated me because she blamed me for Barb.”

”But that’s not fair,” you frown at him. Dustin had filled you in and told you that Barb was sucked into the upside down through Steve’s pool. “You never wanted any of that to happen.”

“And,” Steve continues. “I let Tommy H. and Carol say some pretty bad things about both her and Jonathan, I don’t blame her for choosing him.”

“You should have stopped your friends, but you aren’t a complete asshole. You deserve to be happy too,” you dip a fry into your milkshake.

“So what about you?” Steve questions, shifting in his seat.

“What about me?” your brows furrow.

“Tell me about your love life woes,” he grins cheekily.

“Uh,” you play with the hem of your shirt and stare down at the shiny tabletop. “There’s not much to say, I don’t really have people interested in me.”

“That’s bull,” he jaw drops a little and his eyes slightly widen.

“Tommy H. and Carol used to spread rumors about me, but you already knew that. They said terrible things about my mom and how she was raising Dusty and me alone. They made fun of how I dressed, and the way I look. They even went as far as saying horrible things about Dustin,” your eyes start to water at the memories of their cruel words. Words that occasionally haunt your dreams, as stupid and weak as that may sound.

“I never knew it went that far,” Steve’s voice softens, as he reaches over to squeeze your hand that's once again sitting on the table. You pull your hand away from him and shrink back into the shiny vinyl seat.

“But you still knew they made fun of me, and you just watched,” you frown at Steve. “That’s just as bad as being the bully Harrington. I’m really glad that you have this strange friendship with Dustin. He needs an older guy to look up to, so don’t screw that up.”

“He’s a good kid,” Steve smiles at you. “He’s taught me quite a bit in the short time that I’ve known him. He’ll be a way better guy than I was in high school. And (Y/N), I’m sorry for everything that Tommy H. and Carol did to you. I should have stopped them, I just never had the guts.”

“Thanks Harrington, that actually means a lot.” you softly smile at him.

The rest of your time at the diner went by quickly as the two of you joked and told stories from your childhood. Maybe Harrington wasn’t as bad as you assumed he was. He was actually a total dork, and kind of nice.

Before you knew it, you were back in his car and speeding to the middle school to pick Dustin up. You were laughing at some lame joke that Steve had just told you as Dustin slips into the back.

“I see you two had a good time,” Dustin smiles, looking between the two teenagers in the front.

“Harrington took me to get milkshakes and fries, so it wasn’t completely horrendous,” you grin like an idiot.

“You liked my jokes, just admit it,” Steve grins back at you.

“They were terrible,” you start laughing.

“They weren’t that bad,” Steve murmurs as he starts to drive.

“So Dusty,” you turn to face your little brother. “How was the dance?”

“I got to dance with Nancy!” a huge grin splits his face. Dustin has had the biggest crush on Nancy Wheeler for years now. However, you can’t bring yourself to be too excited for him, because of the man driving the car. You turn to face Steve nervously, you expect to see a clenched jaw and a white knuckled grip on the wheel. But what you see shocks you, Steve is leaning back in his seat and he lets out a little laugh.

“Well I’m sure it was great practice for prom,” Steve grins at Dustin through the rearview mirror.

“Steve, you should take (Y/N) to prom,” Dustin smirks.

“What?” you choke on your spit.

“It’ll be fun,” Dustin wiggles his eyebrows at you.

“I’m not even going,” your eyebrows furrow as you stare at Dustin.

“Why the fuck not?” he matches your frown.

“First of all,” you give him a disapproving look. “I have no one to go with, and you can’t force Steve-”

“Steve huh?” Dustin’s eyes twinkle in humor at the change from Harrington to Steve.

“Am I really that bad?” Steve turns to face you as he pulls into your driveway, there’s hurt written across his features.

“No!” you insist. “I just don’t want you to be forced to go with me.”

“So you’re saying that if I asked you would say yes?”

“No, probably not-” Steve cuts you off.

“Because you hate me?” his frown deepens.

“I don’t hate you!” your voice starts to rise out of nerves. “I would totally go with you, but-”

“So it’s a date,” Steve shoots you a goofy grin.

“What just happened?” you wonder as Dustin laughs from the back. Steve grabs your hand and places a gentle kiss on it, before winking at you.

“I just got a date with a beautiful and intelligent girl,” he grins from ear to ear.

Part 2

Permanent Tags: @crimson-knuckled-queen

#steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #dustin henderson #steve harrington x henderson!reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things #Stranger Things Season 1 #stranger things imagine #stranger things season 2 #stranger things season 3

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scottishaccentsareawesome · 5 years

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Do you mean Irondad? Or are you shipping them? Cuz that’s fucking gross

I’m sorry what? I don’t know what post you may be referring to, but I DEFINITELY do not ship St*rker, cuz that is fucking gross.

Yesterday I reblogged a lot of Harringrove (Steve Harrington x Billy Hargrove from “Stranger Things”) content, maybe you misunderstood one of those somehow...? I also posted and reblogged about Steve and Dustin from “Stranger Things” cuz I love their bromance/mother-son relationship...

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nerdywrites · 6 years

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Are You Going To Be An Overprotective Baby Brother?

Pairing: Steve x Henderson!reader

Request: Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine of being Dustin’s older sister and prior to the monsters you ignored Steve even though he always tried to flirt because you’re pretty and smart but you’re also snarky and friends with Nancy and Jonathan and BFFs with Dustin and all his friends love you and post monsters with Dustin and Steve’s bromance you start to be friends with him and Dustin notices he likes you and gives Steve a overprotective baby brother speech? You can decide if he makes a move

Warnings: fluff, a few swear words

A/N: Omg I love this prompt so much! Also, I have a requested El x reader coming out sometime in the next few days :)

There was only one girl in Hawkins who was known for making Steve Harrington frustrated. Even though he had a huge crush on Nancy Wheeler, the boy flirted non-stop with her best friend, (Y/n) Henderson. She would always quickly send sassy remarks right back at him.

And it drove Steve Harrington nuts.

It was no secret that she was just as beautiful and smart as Nancy, but she had more of a sarcastic, rebel side to her. What Steve didn’t get, was why she would never talk to him unless a snarky comeback was coming out of her mouth.

But once Nancy became his girlfriend, the crappy, yet hilariously creative, pick up lines disappeared. She would never admit it to anyone, but she missed them. Not because she liked him, but because they always brightened her day. Yet, she learned to live without them fairly quickly.

Because Nancy was hanging with Steve a lot more frequently, (Y/n) found best friends in Jonathan and her little brother’s friends. Dustin secretly enjoyed having his older sister around more often. His friends did too. Mainly because she always had an embarrassing story to tell. But having her always around Dustin, made Will feel better about his mother making Jonathan come along to.

One night, a few days after Nancy and Steve broke up, she got a note in her locker. It had no name on it, but she knew exactly who it was from.

‘Do you smoke pot? Cause weed be cute together’

“Oh my God” she rolled her eyes and stuffed it in her backpack, before walking to her car.

Low and behold, another note was stuck in her windshield wipers.

‘Can I tie your shoes? I don’t want you falling for anyone else’

She looked over he shoulder, and saw Steve Harrington watching her. He was a good distance away, but she could still see the smirk on his face. She held her hand up and flipped him off, watching as he shook his head and chuckled, before walking the other way.

Not surprisingly, Nancy and Jonathan started spending more and more time together. (Y/n) wanted to know why, and after a few days, she broke them. They explained everything, and she managed to convince them to take her with them.

They up and left. Dustin didn’t know, and neither did Steve. So that’s how the two of them ended up running into each other. One with a hand full of roses, and the other with a baby monster problem.

A few hours later, when the two were laying meat bits for a trap, Dustin decided to ask a very important question. “So if you like my sister so much, why are you showing up at the Wheeler’s house with roses?”

The question took Steve back “You think I like (Y/n)?”

“I know you do”

“And how do you figure that?”

Dustin looked at him as if to say ‘well it’s fucking obvious’, “Okay, well I see the way you look at her. Your eyes light up when she walks in. No, I’m not creepy, I just notice things. You laugh at literally everything she says, and trust me it’s not always that funny. What was the first thing you did after your breakup with Nancy? You wrote not one, but two, notes basically asking her out.”

“Has everyone noticed this?”

“No shit, we all have bets placed for when you two will start going out. No pressure or anything, but if it happens in the next two weeks, I win.”

“We all?”

“Ya know, me, Mike, Will, Lucas, Max, Joyce, Hopper, Bob, Jonathan, Nancy, even El said something last year I think-”

“Okay, okay, I get it. I’m in love with your sister.”

It hit Steve then, he was completely in love with (Y/n) Henderson, and everyone had seen it but him and, luckily, her.

“Good. Now, I feel like I have to give you some sort of speech”

Steve smirked “Are you going to be an overprotective baby brother?”

“Yes, absolutely. Now shut up and listen. If you ever hurt her, just know that I have an army of people who won’t hesitate to kick your ass. That hair can’t save you anymore Harrington” Steve gave an offended look “so don’t try anything. And no sneaking into our house, at any time.”

“Gotcha, but, I don’t think she’d even like me back. To answer your question, even if I love (Y/n), I went to give the roses to Nancy because, well, (Y/n) hates me. I just don’t think I’d ever have a shot. Besides that Billy guy has his eye on her”

Dustin shuddered “Look at Steve going all soft. Don’t give me that look, I won’t tell anyone. But trust me, if anyone has a chance with her, it’s you.”

Jonathan and Nancy had dropped (Y/n) off at her house before shooting off in the other direction. The first thing she did was look for her brother, and when he wasn’t there, she knew everything had gone to shit. Luckily, her house wasn’t to far from Will‘s, which is where she knew they were.

On the way there she saw a car coming her way, it was going way over the speed limit, but stopped just before it hit her. She looked through the windshield and saw everyone she wasn’t expecting. Including an underage redhead driver and unconscious Steve in the backseat.

She opened the drivers side “I don’t know where you’re going, but at least let someone who can legally drive get you there” Max nodded and climbed over to the passenger seat “and why the fuck does Steve look like he just got kicked in the face by a horse?”

“My brother” was all Max had to say before she understood.

“Okay, where to?”

It was all over for now. The gate had been closed, the monsters were gone, El was back. They all had things to celebrate.

(Y/n) was currently dabbing Steve’s face with a towel in attempt to get the blood off. “Why do you fight him so much? Billy, I mean. He deserves it 100%, but you seem to hate him more than anyone else.”

“He was saying things to Max, threatening her and stuff. He also made some comments about yo- I just got really angry.“ he winced as she put pressure on another cut.

“Sorry.” she said softly “So why do you always flirt with me? I know it’s just a joke, but I’m curious”

Okay Steve, it’s now or never. You got this, maybe not.

“Trust me, if anyone has a chance with her, it’s you”

“Steve?”

He broke his trance “Yeah, what? I- oh.” he took a deep breath “I wasn’t ever joking”

She stopped and stared at him “What?”

“I wasn’t joking. I love you (Y/n), and I know you hate me and all, but I guess I have to tell you-”

She cut him off by gently pressing her lips to his “I love you too”

He smiled and kissed her again.

From down the hallway, Dustin cheered louder than the groans of people who handed him their money. “Like I said Harrington. I have an army!”

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