Project Proposal || Steve Harrington · Y/n story by @websteen

The air in the back room of Family Video was thick with the smell of stale popcorn and old carpet. It was a Tuesday, which meant the store was dead, and the three of you were killing time in the makeshift break room that also housed Dustin’s ham radio setup. The low, static-filled hum of the radio was the only sound for a while.

Robin Buckley

spins lazily in the office chair, staring at the ceiling I’m bored. I’m so bored I’m considering alphabetizing the adult section. Again.

Dustin Henderson

Don’t. Mrs. Click almost had a coronary last time. adjusts a dial on the radio, producing a squeal of feedback Besides, I’m monitoring important frequencies.

Steve Harrington

Important frequencies for what? The latest scoop on Mr. Johnson’s gout? He’s leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, looking at his watch.

Robin Buckley

Someone’s antsy. Hot date?

Steve Harrington

shifts his weight No. Maybe. I don’t know. It’s just dinner.

Dustin Henderson

swivels around in his chair, a knowing grin spreading across his face With Y/n. Which you have every Tuesday. And Thursday. And Saturday. And most Sundays after family dinner with the Hopper-Byers conglomerate.

Steve Harrington

So? It’s a schedule. It’s… reliable.

Robin Buckley

stops spinning and plants her feet, leaning forward Harrington. You’ve been dating Y/n for three years. You fought a literal mind flayer from another dimension together. I think you’ve moved past ‘reliable’ and into ‘domestic bliss’ territory. So why do you look like you’re about to face down another demodog?

Steve ran a hand through his perfectly coiffed hair, messing it up. He avoided looking at either of them, focusing instead on a faded movie poster for The Thing on the wall.

Dustin Henderson

Oh my god. He points a dramatic finger He’s doing the thing. The nervous hair thing. He only does that when it’s serious. What’s going on? Did you guys have a fight?

Steve Harrington

No! No fight. Everything’s… everything’s great. Perfect. Why wouldn’t it be?

Robin Buckley

exchanges a look with Dustin Because you’re a terrible liar. Spill. Now. Or I start speculating aloud about your relationship problems where customers can hear.