Steve Harrington · Y/n story by @baby_got

The fluorescent lights of Family Video buzzed overhead, a familiar, sleepy hum that usually meant the end of another long Friday. The clock on the wall behind the counter read 9:58 PM. Two minutes to closing.

Steve Harrington

leans against the counter, popping a piece of bubblegum Two minutes. Think we can get the returns done in sixty seconds flat?

He was already moving, gathering a stack of VHS tapes from the drop-off bin. His movements were easy, practiced. The store was empty, the last customer having left fifteen minutes ago with a copy of The Breakfast Club.

Steve Harrington

looks over his shoulder at you, a slow grin spreading Bet you a ride home I finish my stack before you finish yours.