THINKING ABOUT...
Thinking about Steve Harrington being absolutely pathetic.
Season 4 era, he hasn't gone on a date in a long time, flirting with customers never works for him.
He's lost all hope.
So, when you turn up to Family video on a random Wednesday, ready to buy from the adult section, Steve feels winded.
Bare any women come in and ask for those types of VHS's.
Steve is almost stuttering as he rings you in, but you're just standing there looking so pretty with the sweetest smile.
Steve makes a big mistake trying to compliment your choice of film.
"So...You enjoy th-these kinds of movies?"
You nod, almost awkwardly, looking around as he types on the computer.
"Y-yeah...they're pretty g-good" (he's never even watched any)
You cock your head to the side with a teasing smile.
"yeah? you wanna come over and watch them with me?" you ask.
Steve's mind goes blank, almost coughing at your question. He looks at you, eyes wide and mouth opening and closing.
He's never had a girl be so...forward with him before.
He's usually the one who works for it. NEVER the girl.
His mind goes through almost all stages of grief as you wait for him to respond.
He wonders if you were joking or being serious, he thinks your joking.
Then he starts to contemplate what might happen. All the 'what if's' if he were to agree.
And oh my god, did Steve want to take you up on that offer.
You glanced down at his nametag as he short-circuited.
"Uh...Steve?"
He began to focus again, blinking hard like he was getting his eyes to work.
He realised he may look like a total and utter loser from your point of view and started to do what he 'did best'
He leaned over the counter, resting his elbow in the service, accidentally knocking over your tape.
"Shit- sorry-uh. well i mean..." He disappears for a moment, bending down to pick it up.
In that moment on the floor, he sighed, re-collecting himself.
He stood back up, placing the tape in the most nonchalant way he could, nodding with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Yeah- I mean...I guess I could stop by" He shrugged "might be busy but I'll see, if you really want me there"
You frowned, not in offense, not in confusion, with intrigue and interest.
He was weird one.
But you were going to fuck him either way.
