CC!steve where all camp groups are gathered at a campfire making s’mores and they decide to tell scary stories and the kids are kinda spooked so when it’s time to go back to the cabin the boys try to impress the girls by walking them to their cabin & they hear a noise and the boys get scared and the girls find it hilarious and when they finally reach the girls cabin steve tries to convince reader he wasn’t scared at all just didn’t want the boys to feel bad, he’s lying but she finds it amusing
Anon requested: A cc Steve or Billy where they are all telling ghost stories and some younger campers get scared so the reader and whoever comfort the campers and it’s just cute and fluffy.
Everyone was gathered around the campfire, sticks in hands with darkening marshmallows impaled on the ends. Everyone was laughing and having fun and being loud as they always do until Sam, one of the other counselors suggests scary stories, a Camp Hawkins campfire tradition. Once the suggestion left his lips the whole group went silent, attention tuned into him as he dramatically leans in as if he were going to tell a secret, the light of the fire illuminating his face in an eerie manner.
“Hawkins isn’t as innocent and boring of a place as many of you think it is. Hawkins has a dark past that has been erased from all physical documents, word of mouth is the only way to keep our history alive. It’s not just distant past I’m talking about either but recent past events, events that have been hidden by a group of people determined to keep the happenings a secret…” Sam says dramatically.
You glance over to Steve but the look on his face as he looks at the kids is the look of nervousness. His group of kids looks at him in the same nervous way and you can’t help but wonder why they are so frightened by the story as it’s barely even begun. When he looks over to you the look is wiped from his face and he smiles and winks at you. You giggle and turn back and look ahead at your marshmallow that you dip into the fire that licks up the sides of the white blob, melting the insides to goo and blackening the outside layer.
“So far this sounds a lot like the Jason Voorhees story.” One of the campers pipes up, unamused.
“Oh, trust me, this is no Friday the 13th.” Sam snickers and continues on with the story. He explains that this story is one of ‘real monsters and mayhem’ but in all honesty, it’s the same story every time that some counselor made up years back and it continued to be passed down by counselors every year.
“I think they are actually scared.” Lexi leans into your ear and whispers as she points to the guys.
“Yeah, they do look pretty frightened don’t they?” You giggle.
“I think I am too.” One of the kids in another group says, looking up at you from the ground in front of you.
“Hey, it’s okay sweetie. It’s just a story.” You say and gently rub her back to comfort her. “Trust me, none of it is real.” You say with a small smile.
“Can I stay right here with you?” She asks with pleading eyes.
“Of course you can.” You nod and spread out your arms, opening the cover to let her hide under the warmth with you as you listen to the story Sam is telling you.
“Thank you,” The little girl says as she looks up at you. “I wish you were my counselor.” She smiles and lays her head down on your shoulder as she pops a marshmellow into her mouth with a gratified sigh.
After the story was over and the fire had mostly died down, everyone began to wander off to their cabins to get some much-needed sleep before the busy Saturday morning in which one team gets to head out to town for the day. Steve, being the gentleman he is, decided that he and his boys would walk you and your girls back to your cabin to “make sure you get there safely”. You weren’t fooled, you know he is trying to earn a few extra brownie points but you aren’t complaining when he slips his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers. You smile as you watch El and Mike walk hand in hand and Lucas with his arm slung around Max’s shoulder.
“They’re adorable.” You say quietly, for only you and him to hear as you nod toward your kids.
“So are you.” He looks down at you with a smile that just melts your heart.
As you nearly make it to your cabin, a rustling and snap of twigs sound out from the woods and all the kids jump, including Steve. Everyone’s head snaps toward the trees that are barely visible in the darkness of night. Steve puffs out his chest and takes a step closer, pushing you gently behind you as he goes to check out whatever it is that is making a noise.
“Be careful Steve.” Will whispers as he gets just mere feet away.
“Boo!” Billy jumps out causing Steve to nearly jump out of his skin and the other boys to be frozen still in fright. Billy chuckles and walks away, leaving your and Steve’s team standing there.
“Let’s get you girls inside,” Steve says, grabbing your hand again and continuing to walk you to the empty cabin. “I knew he was in there.” He whispers to you as if he is letting you in on a secret.
“You seemed pretty frightened.” You giggle, raising your eyebrow.
“I didn’t want the boys to feel bad so I played along.” He winks at you but you can see through that and there was no faking the shock and momentary fear on his face.
“How sweet of you.” You smile and lean up, kissing him on the cheek before shooing your girls inside, waving goodbye to the boys as you shut the door behind you. “They were so scared.”
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