Intention
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader
Word Count: 1,690
Warnings: a bunch of fluff. drinking, swearing
Picture-perfect, you don't need no filter
Gorgeous, make 'em drop dead, you a killer
Shower you with all my attention
Yeah, these are my only intentions
Dustin was your brother, you considered each other to be the others best friend, that’s how close you two are. He had started hanging out with someone you went to school with. His name was Steve Harrington. You were never fond of Steve, until you were back to back fighting what your brother and his friends called ‘Demo Dogs’. You hadn’t bothered to date anyone from school, because your brother expressed his distaste for all the guys you went to school with. Everyone, but Steve (and Johnathon but he was with Nancy now).
Dustin ways told Steve that he should do something about his crush on his sister. He never thought that, he would ever say that to someone, least of all Steve, given his track record. It was Christmas time, which meant that you had to go to Sears as a family, to get your annual, Christmas family portrait done. Every year, you and Dustin made it more cringe worthy than the last. This year, you were wear matching blue sweaters. Each time, the Sears photographer took a photo, you and Dustin made funny faces. He had given Steve, a wallet size photo of the family portrait. Steve would never admit it to Dustin, but he thought you were beyond Gorgeous. He stuck it in his wallet, right away trying to act nonchalantly about it. The photo was of you with your eyes closed laughing, while Dustin did his ‘Purls’, and your mom with a classic un-amused, bitch face.
Already passed, you don't need no approval Good everywhere, don't worry 'bout no refusal Second to none, you got the upper hand now Don't need a sponsor, no, you're the brand now
Steve could count the number of people who’ve been over to his house, while his parents were home with one hand. He was beyond, nervous to have someone over while they were home in general to say the least. He was hesitant to allow you to come over, even if it was just so you could get your project done for science.
Pulling up to the drive way you were overwhelmed with nervousness. You had barely, even met your friends parents, let alone the guy you had feelings for. Taking a deep breath in, you grabbed the basket of freshly made cookies, and rang the doorbell. You had never been to Steve’s house before, so you weren’t even sure if you were at the right one. Suddenly, the door flew open and revealed one of Steve’s parents.
“You must be, Y/N. Please, Come in,” the woman said, her voice sounded soft and velvety.
“Good Evening Mrs. Harrington. I hope you don’t mind, I brought over some freshly made cookies.”
“Oh my! You didn’t have to do that! Steve’s lucky to have a girl like you around!”
You blushed at her comment, shutting the door behind you. Steve hadn’t even heard the doorbell. Fear, spread through his body like wild fire. Rushing out of his bedroom, he paused at the top of the stairs, behind a wall. Having heard the whole conversation he smiled, never had he heard his mother approve anyone he brought home before.
__________Time Skip to even later that night_________________________
“Do you want to go to a party?”
Steve spoke, breaking the silence.
“Isn’t it too late to go to a party? It’s 10:30!”
“It’s never too late, baby.”
“Don’t call me that Harrington.”
“So, do you want to go to a party or not?”
“Dustin, will kill you if he ever finds out.”
Your response caught him off guard. Steve never pegged you as one to go to a party.
As you arrived at Tommy’s house, the music was booming, and cars were parked up and down both sides of the street. He was beyond shocked, when the second the both of you walked in to Tommy’s house, you were greeted with a chorus of, “Y/N!” From the partygoers. Suddenly, you were whisked away by a group of girls that came up to the both of you, once you stepped foot inside.
It wasn’t until twentyish minutes later that you were back by his side.
“I wasn’t aware, I was in the presence of Miss Popularity.” He joked.
Rolling your eyes, you grabbed his red solo cup from him, and take a drink.
“Come on, Harrington. Let’s dance.”
Not waiting for his response, you grabbed his hand and lead him to the circle, of people dancing. More like dirty dancing. As, you made your way through the crowd, you stopped turning around, you grabbed the front of Steve’s shirt, pulling him closer, starting to move your hips. Guiding his hands to your hips, you spun around so your back was pressed to his chest. You didn’t miss the groan that had escaped deep from Steve’s throat.
“Y/N. You’re killing me.”
He brought his lips to the side of your neck gently, placing kisses there, unsure of himself. Letting this go on for awhile, you both decided it was time to go. Steve being the gentleman that he had become, opened your door for you. Leaning around the door, you leaned up and placed a kiss on his cheek.
Letting out a soft, “My hero.”
We in our feelings It's fifty-fifty percentage (fifty) Attention, we need commitment We gotta both admit it (both) It's funny we both listen (both) It's a blessing 'cause we both get it (both) You the best thing and I don't need a witness (best thing) I'ma find me a ring and pray it's perfect fitted (perfect)
After awhile, you and Steve couldn’t deny that there was chemistry, between the both of you. Even, Eleven knew there was something there. Deciding, that you needed a break from all the masculine energy, you, Max, and Eleven, all had a girls sleepover. It would be El’s first one, so it had to be perfect. You drove the girls to the mall, not realizing that they would want to stop at an all too familiar, ice cream shop, ‘Scoops Ahoy’. This make you groan internally.
“Aho- Hi, Y/N!”
Robin greeted you, grinning from ear to ear. As both girls ran up to the counter, the sliding window on the back counter flew open. You were greeted with the face of your brother and Steve.
“Dustin? What’re you doing here?”
“Do I really have to answer that?”
“Well, yeah. I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want an answer?”
“Steve, Robin, and I are trying to crack a Russian code!”
Simultaneously, two voices yelled, “DUDE!”
You chuckled in response.
“You know what, I don’t even want to be involved. Have fun with that, you three.”
Shaking your head, you couldn’t help the smile that had crept onto your face. The girls had chosen a both to sit at, so you turned to join them. Your back was towards the isle, so you didn’t get the chance to see Steve sneak up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, while trying to act nonchalantly. You brought your hands to rest on his forearms. Leaning down, he pressed kisses to your cheeks, while you closed your eyes enjoying the moment, with a smile plastered on your face.
“Hey Lover Boy! Get your ass back here so we can solve this!”
“Dustin! Language!” You yelled back at him in response.
Steve let out a low laugh at the both of you, placing one last kiss to your cheek he squeezed your shoulders before unwrapping himself from you before saying, “Alright, alright, I’m coming. Don’t cream your pants!”
You and the girls busted with laughter. Steve, met the backroom door, turning to give you a small wave, in which you returned, bringing a visible blush to his face. Suddenly, a hand shot out from behind the door, roughly grabbing the front of his ‘Scoops Ahoy,’ uniform, before a voice said, “Yeah, yeah, he’ll give you a call when he gets home, so you two love birds can talk about your feelings,” the voice said as the hand yanked him into the backroom. It didn’t dawn on you until later, that the hand belonged to Dustin.
It wasn’t until Max was explaining, to Eleven what Dustin meant by ‘Love Birds,’ that you realized that Steve had yet to call you. Deciding, you didn’t care what impression you gave off, you grabbed your bedroom phone, and sat cross legged on your bed.
“Hello?” A groggy, deep voice answered.
“Steve?” You asked in surprise.
“Y/N? Fuck. I’m sorry! I passed out after work, Dustin was really serious about the code.”
“It’s fine, Steve. I was just worried about you.”
“You were worried about me?”
“And Robin, and Dustin, uh.”
“You can’t take it back now, Y/N!” Hearing him the teasing in his voice before he continued, “Aww! You were worried about me!”
It was like all your smart quips had been drained from your brain, “Shut up, Harrington.”
“Hey, Y/N?”
“Yes?”
“I worry about you too.”
“Good to know Steve.” Letting out a sigh of relief with a smile on your face, it felt like it was only you and Steve in the world. Both Max, and Eleven had made themselves comfortable across from you on the bed. You didn’t notice their intent stares.
A short pause.
“Hey Steve?”
A deep hum could be heard.
“I like you.”
You could hear the smile and relief in his voice, “I like you too, Y/N.”
You smiled, not thinking to respond.
“What are you doing tomorrow around 7 O’Clock?”
“Nothing, wh-oh.”
Chuckling he continued, “Would you like to go on a date with me, Y/N?”
Suddenly, two high pitched squeals was the only sound. He knew you were having a ‘Girls Night’, so their reactions didn’t catch him off guard. That wasn’t the case for you. All he heard was an ‘oof.’
Both girls, had hurled themselves in excitement at you, before you could answer him, two high pitched voices answered for you.
“She would love to!”
