𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯..

parings: steve harrington x reader

summary: you two end up arguing in the parking lot over billy, your family, and steve’s fear of losing you. eventually, he takes you back to his place to take care of you.

warnings: injury/bruising, arguing, yelling, emotional hurt/comfort, mentions of choking, family trauma, kissing, emotional exhaustion... lmk if i missed anything.

notes: did this meet you guys expectations?! or what? i feel like i should've added billy or something.. but if i did it would've been lwk depressing and i probably would've ruined the whole thing..... lower case intended, slightly proofread!

wc: 4.9k

pt1

steve didn’t care about the gawking students or the librarian shouting about calling the principal.

“we need to get you to the nurse,” steve whispered, his voice still shaky. he pulled back just enough to inspect the bruising darkening across your cheek.

his jaw tightened, but his eyes softened the second he took in your facial expression. “or better yet, my house... i’ve got ice and no billy.”

the walk to the parking lot was a blur, steve kept his arm locked around your waist, guiding you through the small crowd of onlookers.

𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦!

pairings: steve harrington x fem! reader (billys sister)

summary: the school finds out that you and steve have been dating and if the school knows... billy knows and that's not good.

warnings: toxic family dynamics, rumors, verbal degradation, physical fight, choking, accidental hit, bruising, panic, guilt, emotional distress, hurt/comfort, protective steve, billy being billy.. (billy is a warning himself)

notes: give me someone else to write for!! 🤣 my mind keeps going back to steve harrington or joe keery characters in general... lowercase intended!! lightly proofread!

wc: 2.4k

pt2

you sat on the edge of steve’s bed, watching him pace the length of the room. "he’s going to kill me," steve muttered, running a hand through his hair

"he’s actually going to cave my chest in this time," steve continued, his voice hitting a frantic pitch as he spun on his heel to face you.

the panic hadn't come out of nowhere, it had started this morning the second you stepped onto campus, you walked towards your locker... people weren't just looking, they were staring, their whispers filling your ears.

pairings: Steve Harrington x fem! reader

summary: tipsy and frantic over barbs disaperance, you take it out on steve.

warnings: alcohol consumption, emotional distress, angst, verbal conflict, happy ending.. lmk if i messed anything.

word count: 2.5k

notes:...slightly proofread

You staggered toward the punch bowl at the far end of the living room, music and laughter bouncing off the walls.

The alcohol and juice mix gleamed under the dim lights. You needed it, you needed something to numb the panic gnawing at your stomach about Barb.

Steve’s voice echoed behind you, almost pleading. “No! Hey.. stop!”

"Get off" you said, wobbling slightly, your lips formed in a pout.