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Your Letters My Heart

A Steve x Female! Reader angsty love story tehee

Steve had been gone for 4 months now. Y/n didn't know how to feel about it. If she was honest, she missed him. She missed him so much she could barely breathe. She sat most days just staring at their pictures together, the ones she had developed just so she could hang them on her mirror. But at the same time, she felt an unbearable hatred towards him. He had left her here alone, with nothing but memories to hold herself together.

Steve claimed that he was leaving to "protect her". After he was in the upside down, things went... sour. He left Y/n in California and went back to Hawkins to help everyone. The only person she had left was Joyce, who was only here temporarily before going back herself. Then Y/n would be completely alone.

She heard a knock on her bedroom door. She had been staying in El's room since shes been gone. Right now, she was sitting in her chair at the desk and staring out the window. "Hey Sweetie" Joyce said quietly, and she walked over to where Y/n sat and set down a tray of food. "I made you breakfast" She says, and she kneels down beside the chair she's sitting in.

"Feeling any better today?" She asks, and Y/n looks over at her and puts on a small smile "I'm good" She lies, but Joyce takes it. She pats the girl's hand and stands, "Make sure to eat up!" She says, and turns to leave the room.

Right before she closes the door however, Joyce faces Y/n again. "Remember, I'm leaving tomorrow. I know it'll be hard, but you'll be left here alone" Y/n nodded her head, still facing the window and Joyce nodded back before shutting the door and leaving.

She had brought Y/n a plate with tomato soup and grilled cheese. Y/n played with the food for a little, stirring the soup in a circle and picking off the crust from the bread. But ultimately, she couldn't stomach any of it.

Instead, she turned to her bed and curled up, sleeping the rest of the day.

She woke up the next morning to the sound of Joyce knocking on her door. She got up groggily and unlocked it, letting the woman in. "Sorry to wake you so early" She whispered as she followed Y/n back to her bed where they both sat down.

It was still dark out, and when Y/n looked at the clock next to her, she saw that it was only 4am. "I'm about to leave for the airport" Joyce said, and Y/n nodded in response. "I left you some cash on the counter, and the kitchen is stocked up. We'll be back in a couple months Y/n, 3 at most." Y/n nodded again, and Joyce pulled her into a hug. "I'll call you when I get there" and Joyce pulls away from her, waving as she exits her room.

The reason Y/n wasn't going to Hawkins is because she promised Steve she wouldn't. Now you might think after they broke up she would toss this aside, but when Steve asked he was more serious than she had ever seen him. And so she stuck to it. Joyce tried to convince her to go at first, but held her ground.

Y/n couldn't sleep the rest of that night. She tossed and turned until eventually she just gave up. She got out of bed instead and went out to the kitchen where she went to make hot cocoa. She got out a mug and started boiling the water, but when she went to get the cocoa out it wasn't there.

She went through the other cabinets, and when she couldn't find it she decided to look through the house. She didn't know the floor-plan very well, having moved here in a rush after the incident at Hawkins. And she had mostly spent her time here hidden away in her bedroom.

So as she looked for a closet or pantry, she instead found herself in Joyce's room. She was about to turn around and close the door, when something caught her eye. There was a box on Joyce's ground, at first Y/n figured it was simply files from her job. But when she looked closer, they were all addressed to Y/n herself.

She picked one up, and when she looked at the sender... Her heart skipped a beat. She hadn't seen his name in forever, although she thought of him every day. She picked up another letter, then sifted through them all. And sure enough, they were all from Steve.

Why would Joyce hide these? Y/n picked up the box and brought it out of the room back into the living room. She sat down, the box right beside her, and picked out one of the letters.

She broke the seal on the back and pulled out the plain white paper. Steve's messy cursive was scrawled along the page in blue pen, and she smiled with tears in her eyes as she read his words.

Dear Y/n,

I'm not sure you'll want to read these. We didn't leave it off on good terms, I know that. I hope you're able to forgive me. I never wanted to hurt you, I just wanted what was best. It's going alright down here, or as good as it can when you're fighting Vecna. I miss you.

Love, Steve.

A tear fell onto the paper, and Y/n quickly wiped it away before opening another one.

Dear Y/n,

I haven't received anything back from you. Maybe it's gotten lost in the mail. Maybe they can't reach me. Or maybe you aren't writing back at all... Dustin got hurt today. I should've been watching him... I turned my back for one minute. It's just a little cut, on his arm. He had to get 3 stitches. He says he's okay, but I still feel guilty. I wish you were here, you always make me feel better.

Love, Steve.

Just as she went to open another one, an alarm went off behind her. "Fuck" She whispered. She got up from the couch and ran to the kitchen where she saw her water boiling over and the smoke alarm blaring.

"Fuck fuck fuck" She swore as she rushed to grab a chair, propping it against the cabinet and standing on it to turn off the alarm. Once she turned it off, she turned around and sat on the seat. She sighed before getting up and cleaning the counter where the water boiled over.

It was enough for her that day, and Y/n tucked away the letters before moving back to her bedroom where she laid down and went back to sleep.

She stayed in bed for the rest of that week. She thought too much about the letters, and since she hasn't been able to will herself to get up. She only got up for food and the bathroom, but as soon as her needs were fulfilled she went back to her sanctuary.

Joyce had called when her plane landed, and they had a quick discussion before she rushed off the phone. She hadn't heard from her since. That is, until today.

Y/n was in the kitchen, grabbing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before going back to her room. That's when she heard the phone ring. Most people knew the Byers were out of town, so there was almost never a call.

She walked over and pulled the phone off the hook, "Hello?" She said quietly, her voice so hoarse she has to clear it. "Y/n" It was Joyce. "Joyce?" She asked, the surprise apparent in her voice. There was only one reason Joyce would call. "Y/n, there's been an accident..."

She was flown to Hawkins immediately. She only had one bag, having had to pack quickly and when she got to Indiana Joyce was waiting for her. "Y/n" She said solemnly, and all the girl could do was nod in response.

They went to Joyce's car, and despite her protest, Joyce brought Y/n straight to the hospital.

When they arrived, Y/n was shaking so much she could barely walk. Joyce guided her through the halls to the hospital room. When she walked in, she could feel her knees go weak at the sight of Steve in the hospital bed.

He was unconscious, and there were tubes connecting him to machines everywhere. There was bandaging over his head, and Y/n could see a bit of dried blood remaining on his forehead.

She moved over to the chair next to his bed and took his hand in her own, "I'll leave you two alone..." Joyce said, and she closed the door behind her. "Stevie..." Y/n whispered, tears starting to form in her eyes again. "I'm so sorry Steve" and she broke down there, her head falling into his lap as she heaved.

She stayed at the hospital that night. After that Joyce made her go back to the hotel room. However she still came during every visiting hour, and stayed by his side the whole time.

The kids came in occasionally, Dustin the most. They'd sit there together, mostly in silence, and wait for him to wake up.

It was a Tuesday when it happened. It was raining hard outside, and Joyce almost refused to take Y/n to the hospital. But she was there, sitting in the same chair by his bed. Y/n hadn't slept the previous night. Instead she sat up and just stared at the ceiling, making shaped out of the popcorn texture.

"I miss you" she muttered to the boy. "I'm sorry I never wrote you back" she whispered, sitting up and looking at him, he's been gaining color back recently but he's still dependent on the machines to breathe. "Joyce hid the letters... I think she did it to protect me" she continued to talk to him, despite not knowing if he could even hear her but she needed to get it out. "I'm so sorry" she said, tears coming to her eyes, "I shouldn't have let you go, I should've come with..."

She sniffed and continued "I'm not mad at you, I promise. I just want you back" and the tears started falling harder than before as she lowered her head and placed it against their joined hands. She repeated the same phrase over and over "Please come back"

That's when she felt his finger twitch. She jumped at the feeling, and instantly her eyes widened at the prospect of him being awake. "Steve?!" She asked, wiping the tears from her face. She saw as his eyes fluttered, and jumped out of her seat.

"Doctor! I need a doctor!" She said, rushing to the door and opening it, yelling into the hallways. "Please he's awake!" A man in a white coat came rushing down the hallway at her shouts, and when they entered back into the room Steve was trying to sit up.

The doctor went over and took his arm, helping him lay back down. "No need to get up!" He said, and Steve didn't say anything but just laid back down. Y/n stood nervously by the door, her leg shaking as she watched the doctor shine a light in Steve's eyes and check his vitals.

He wrote something down in his notebook, and looked up at where Y/n was standing. "Is he okay?" She asked eagerly, and the doctor walked over to where she stood "He's stable, for now" He said, and Y/n gulped before nodding, "He'll need close monitoring, and rest. I'll let you talk to him for a short minute, but then you'll need to let him rest." Y/n nodded along and let the doctor leave the room, just her and Steve left now.

She rushed to her seat and scooted forward grabbing his hands. "Y/n..." He said, his voice hoarse and small as he looked over at her. "Stevie" She responded, trying to prevent the tears that have formed in her eyes from falling. "You're here" He says, and before Y/n can respond he starts coughing violently.

She moves to help him, but he stops and motions for her to sit back down. "I'm fine" He says, and despite Y/n's instincts she trusts him. "I'm sorry" she mutters, and she bites her lip but the tears fall. Steve however, moves his hand and places it on her face, shushing her. "Shhh sweetheart, you did nothing wrong" and he wipes the tears from her face.

"I'll be fine" He says, consoling the girl. "After all, my hair still looks great" and he moves his hand to slick back the mess that his hair currently was, half of it covered by his bandages. "I hate you" She says, laughing through the tears, and Steve smiles down at her "You know you love me"

The doctor came back then, and Y/n was forced to leave while they put Steve in a drug-induced sleep.

She went back to the Wheeler's house where Joyce, Hopper, and all the kids were waiting. She explained what had happened, and the next day they all went to visit Steve. It was a slow recovery, but the boy got better.

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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I like to torture myself.

One of my favorite ways is looking into Harry Potter's childhood.

And since it's Christmas time...

So This is Christmas

It was Christmas 1985. There was a pile of presents under the tree. Some smaller, a lot of them larger. All of which were addressed to a boy named Dudley Dursley. He was a small pudgy boy, who quite resembled a pig. He was on his knees in front of the tree, poking around at the boxes and counting them aloud. His parents, Vernon and Petunia Dursley, watched from the couch behind him.

Then there was another boy. He was scrawnier, although this was mostly hidden by his much too large clothing. He had dark fluffy hair and glasses that were taped together in the middle. This boy was Harry Potter. He too was staring at Dudley, although in contrast to Mr. And Mrs. Dursley, Harry was frowning.

Not one of the presents under the tree were addressed to Harry, not even the smallest one. It had been like this for as long as he could remember, although he had never asked why. Aunt Petunia hated questions.

But after watching Dudley unbox a new bike, gaming set, and toy gun, Harry felt more envious than ever. He went up to Petunia after Dudley had finished opening his presents, and when he called her name she turned around and her smile flashed instantly to a frown of disgust.

"What do you want?" She spat at the boy, and he gulped before bravely asking her "Why does Dudley get all those presents, and I don't get anything?" Petunia stared at the boy for a moment before a sick smile came across her face.

Petunia went down to Harry's level and looked at the boy eye to eye. "You don't get any presents because you're a stupid selfish little brat. Only good kids deserve presents." She hissed, and stood up before turning around and barking at Harry to get out so she could finish cooking.

Harry went back to his cupboard and curled up in his bed where he felt tears roll down his cheeks. But Harry wouldnt give up that easy, if he only got presents for being good, then he'd be good next year.

Harry spent the next year doing anything and everything the Dursleys wanted him to. He didn't disobey them once, being fueled by the idea of getting presents for Christmas that year.

And as it neared Christmas, Harry's excitement was bubbling over. He even wrote Santa a letter. He specified everything he wanted, writing it all down neatly and making sure he sealed it tight when he was done. He sent it off in the post, and then waited for the day to arrive.

As Harry woke up on Christmas that year, for once in his life, he was excited. He got dressed quickly, knowing that when he went outside he'd have all the presents he ever dreamed of waiting for him.

But as Harry entered the living room, the same image he's always seen on Christmas greeted him. Dudley was on the ground, roaming around his presents and counting them out. And when Harry went over to the tree, hoping that maybe his presents were just burried underneath, all he saw was Dudleys name.

He went back to that same chair and curled up. That was the year Harry realized that no matter how hard he worked, or what he did, the Dursleys would never care about him.

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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anyway enjoy this messy comic where everyone gets exactly what they deserve❤

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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‘Quick, quick,’ said Mrs. Weasley distractedly, hugging them at random and catching Harry twice, ‘Write…. Be good…. If you’ve forgotten anything we’ll send it on…. Onto the train, now, hurry….’ For one brief moment, the great black dog reared on to its hind legs and placed its front paws on Harry’s shoulders, but Mrs. Weasley shoved Harry away towards the train door, hissing, ‘For heaven’s sake, act more like a dog, Sirius!’

Harry Potter And The Order of The Phoenix, chapter 10

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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A little something sad I came up with while writing another story 🤩

It's marauders, everyone should be sad during Christmas. And so this is Mary's sad story hehe 🤭🤭

Will you be sad on Christmas?

Mary had cried so much already, she was sure nothing else could come out. But as they pulled the plug on her mother on Christmas Eve, it was clear she was wrong.

The light faded out of her eyes, slowly at first but then in a flash she was gone. Mary could no longer see the happiness her mother usually carried around, she couldn't see the glimmer in her eyes that made everyone smile. All she saw was darkness.

Her skin was so pale you could clearly see her blue veins sticking out. Her cheeks were hollow, and the head scarf covering her skull didn't help anymore. It didn't make her look more complete, but rather torn apart.

No one else was there with her, only the doctors. She stood by her mother's bed, hand in hand. And when the doctors finished they gave their condolences before leaving her alone. She wouldn't let the tears fall, not yet. Instead she sat down on the chair beside her and stared at the woman.

Her father had left when she was a child, she didn't have any siblings, all her friends were home... and now she didn't even have her mom. And as the clock struck 12 beside her, she finally let the tears fall. "Merry Christmas mom..."

#sad #christmas #christmas prompt #christmas angst #christmas story #christmas sadness #sad christmas #kmsing #au #story #mary macdonald #mary macdonald backstory #mary macdonald marauders #mary macdonald hp #marauders story #marauders prompt #marauders era #marauders

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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The requested part two to this :)

The letter part two - Steve Harrington x reader, Angst to fluff, sorry for part one :( it was pretty sad, yes this does have ‘Tis the damn season lyrics in it thank you for noticing.

It’s been two months since you left Hawkins. It’s December now and the kids want you home for Christmas. You let Steve continue to send you messages with the kids letters. You were never going to shut him out completely. You just needed time.

I miss you, please come home - Yours, Steve

I stopped talking to nance for a little, I know it won’t help anything but I know I’m over her - Stevie

I’m glad you’re letting me send these I think I’d go crazy if I couldn’t talk to you ever - Steve

The kids said you were coming home for Christmas? Will I see you? I want to see you, please - Love, Steve

I haven’t stopped thinking about you, I miss you so much, I love you - Steve

Our bed isn’t warm anymore, I can’t sleep either, I’ve slept on the couch most nights, I need you - Stevie

Dear steve,

Yes, I’m coming home for Christmas, as much as I hate to say it. I miss you too. I haven’t slept very well either. I’m sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. It broke my heart as much as it broke yours, to leave the warmest bed I’ve ever known… my grandma keeps asking about you. She said she wants to know about the boy I was with. I really hope you are over Nancy, steve. If you are, and I believe that it’s true, maybe we can be together. But I need you to know how bad you hurt me. I know you probably didn’t want to hurt me but hearing that stung.

I haven’t stopped thinking about you either. I miss you more than I thought I would. In case you haven’t noticed by now your yellow sweatshirt is with me. I would have left it if I was strong enough but I guess I’m not there yet. I probably won’t ever be there. I’ll see you at Christmas Steve. I love you.

- forever yours, y/n

You sent the letter yesterday and haven’t heard from the group since. But they’re probably just busy. You started packing up what you were taking back home. “Honey?” You heard your grandma call from the other room. “Coming grandma!, one second” you shouted back. You walked into the living room where your grandma was sat with cookies. “Tell me about Steve please, you’ve been avoiding it but now you’re going home and I won’t see you for a while” She said patting your hands. “Why don’t you come with me grandma?, you can meet the people who helped raise me, Joyce and hopper basically became my mom and dad after mom died and dad left.” You said grabbing a cookie. “Oh alright, but you have to tell me about him in the car alright?” She said leaving to go pack.

We both finished packing and then left for the drive back to Hawkins. About halfway through the drive your grandma turned back to you. “So tell me about Steve now” She said. “I don’t know what you want me to say” you said, looking over at her. “Tell me about your relationship, were you happy? Was he a good boyfriend? Why’re you staying at my house and not his?” She asked. “Yes I was happy, yes he was a good boyfriend, probably the best a girl could ask for. And I miss him, a lot but following your last question, I’m with you cause he broke my heart” you said as you started to cry again. “Well how’d he do that?” She said, rubbing my shoulder. “He told me I wasn’t his ex” you said through gritted teeth.

“Well I’m sure he doesn’t want his ex now, I saw the notes you hung on your board, they’re cute, he sounds like he really wants you back” She said smiling. “We’re here” you said, as you parked outside of your house. You took your bags and your grandmas bags in before driving over to the Byers. As soon as you knocked on the door and Joyce opened it the kids practically threw themselves on you.

You stumbled back a little. “I missed you all” you said into the hug. “Obviously we missed you too” The kids shout at you. “Can you all move, I missed my best friend” Robin says pushing through the kids. Once she gets to you she throws her arms around you. She then glanced over your shoulder finally registering your grandma. She quickly let you go and went to hug your grandma. “Mrs y/l/n, what are you doing here?” Robin asks as your grandma hugs her back. “Well Robin, y/n suggested I come back to Hawkins with her” Your grandma said laughing. “My turn for hugs now” You heard Eddie shout. “Ed’s!” You said as you wrapped him in a hug.

“I missed you y/n/n” he said as he kissed your forehead. “I missed you too Ed’s” you said holding him tighter. “Can I get a turn, I’m basically her mother” Joyce yelled pushing Eddie aside. Then she pulled you into a very tight bone crushing hug. “Oh I missed you, I missed you, I missed you” she said, kissing your forehead. “Good to see you kid” Hopper said as he wrapped him arms around you and Joyce.

“Missed you too Hop” you said leaning back into the hug. After everyone got there hugs in you pulled away and took in the room. “So where’s Steve?” You asked, finally looking for him. “Well… he hasn’t been coming to group hangouts much anymore” Dustin started, “Yeah, we mostly just send someone every couple days to make sure he’s okay” Robin said quietly. “He hasn’t been hanging out with you guys? Has he been eating? Is he alright?” You asked as you started to freak out. “No he hasn’t been, yes he’s been eating we made sure of that, and he still looks like hell” Eddie finished. “He’s at his house right?” You ask the group. “Yes, he should be, doesn’t really leave anymore” Will said quietly. “Oh god, I need to see him” You said, your heart pounding in your chest. “I told you we’ve been taking care of him” Max pipes up. “Yeah, but I haven’t been here” you said as you started to cry again. “I have to go, grandma please stay, talk to Joyce or something” you said, rushing out the door.

The fifteen minute drive to Steve’s only took ten minutes as you ran lights and stop signs. No one’s even on the road anyway. As soon as you got out of your car you practically ran to the door.

You knocked on it but only heard go away guys in response so you found the key and let yourself in. Steve was on the couch, curled up in a blanket. His eyes were shut so he couldn’t see you. You sighed and he looked up. He did look bad. “Y/n/n? Please tell me you’re real and not my imagination playing tricks on me again” He said, sitting up a little. “I’m real Steve” You said as you walked to crouch in front of him. He threw himself into your arms and started sobbing. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he sobbed into your neck. “It’s alright Steve, why haven’t you been taking care of yourself” you ask calmly. “I don’t know, just missed you” He said sniffling.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I wasn’t here” You said stroking his hair. “S’not your fault, it’s mine, I drove you away, I didn’t mean to, I missed you so much, and I’m over Nancy I promise” he said looking into your eyes. You looked at him for a few minutes before deciding he wasn’t lying. He was looking at you how you always wanted him too. He’s looking at you like you hung the stars and the moon in the sky. He’s looking at you like he’s locked in a cage only you can unlock. You lean in and kiss him, trying to convey everything you’re thinking. “God I missed you” he mumbles against your lips. “I missed you too Stevie, the group misses you too. Will you come with me to the Byers?” You asked, standing up and pulling him with you.

“I’ll follow you wherever you want to go, but can we lay in bed together first, I- I need to hold you” he said, brushing the hair out of your face. “Yeah Stevie we can lay in bed” you said, taking his hand and leading him down the hallway. Everything in the room was a mess except the neatly made bed. You gave him a questioning look and he told you it was in case you came back. You both slid into bed and you let him wrap his arms around you. After a few minutes of listening to him breathing, you fell asleep. He fell asleep soon after. Two hours later you both woke up. That was the best sleep either of you had gotten in the past two months.

“Oh my god, I forgot” You said, darting up. “Forgot what honey?” Steve said, his voice still groggy from sleep. “I left my grandma at the Byers house” you said, grabbing your keys off the nightstand. “Come on Baby, we have to go to the Byers” you said pulling Steve’s hands. He quickly changed and headed out to the car with you. “This is nice, did you get a new car” he said as he got into the passenger seat. “Yeah the money my parents left in my account was unlocked a month after I left” you said, starting the car.

You drove to the Byers house with Steve’s hand in yours. When you got out and went to the door you just opened it. “So I’m assuming you two made up” your grandma said raising her eyebrows. “Yes we made up” you said as Steve wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Good, cause I was getting real sick of taking care of Harrington in case you came back” Eddie said rolling his eyes. “I did tell you guys to leave me alone” Steve mumbled. “Yeah but if we left you alone y/n would have killed us” Dustin said also rolling his eyes. “Anyways, it’s time for a proper introduction, Grandma this is Steve, Steve this is my grandma” You said grabbing Steve’s hand and pulling him over to stop in front of your grandma.

“Hi Mrs y/l/n, it’s a pleasure to meet you” Steve said sticking out his hand. “You too Steve” your grandma said shaking his hand. As soon as Steve looked away from her your grandma mouthed at you ‘you picked a good one’ you just shook your head laughing. “I think we’ve been here long enough” Steve whispered into your ear. “Can I take my girl home please” Steve said a little louder. “Yeah go ahead Harrington, but if you break her heart again, I’ll have to break you” Hopper said glaring at him. “I don’t plan on breaking her heart again sir” Steve said pulling your hand, leading you out the door. “Yeah you better not!” Hopper shouted after you. As soon as the door was shut Steve pulled you in for another kiss. “Come on baby, let’s get home” he said practically dragging you to the car.

As soon as you were home, you two had the best night of your life.

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ronweasleysleftnut · 1 year

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Number 5 angst with Steve harrington >:) NO FLUFF

The letter - Steve Harrington x reader, Heavy on the angst. You’ve been with Steve for two years hoping something would change but it never did.

You may Steve two years ago at Tina’s Halloween party. Of course you knew of Steve but you didn’t know him like you do now. The same night you met Steve was the same night he and Nancy broke up. He was walking out of the party and he looked upset so you followed him. After you comforted him that night you became friends and then you realized you had feelings for him.

So you asked him out, he said yes and you’ve been together since. You accidentally got dragged into all the shit with the upside down. You were there for him after Billy beat him up and after the Russians beat him.

Something in you knew though. Knew you would always be second to Nancy.

If anything all he did was prove it tonight. He couldn’t stop staring at her. He never does but normally you ignore it. Today it was your birthday so she opted to wear a nice sundress. You had a black silk slip on. Your hair was done, your makeup was perfect, yet Steve was still looking at her. Nancy wheeler was the knife being stabbed and twisted in your gut. A knife you couldn’t pull out. You got sick of it.

Him always looking at her. He would never look at you the same way. Never. That’s why you had to go. You quickly got up excusing yourself to the bathroom. Joyce noticing something was wrong excused herself too and followed you.

God, what could possibly be wrong with you. That he won’t even give you a fraction of the attention he gives her. You say on the toilet, starting to sob but using your hand to muffle the sound. “Can I come in sweetie?” Joyce asked, as she knocked on the door. “Yes Joyce you can come in” you said, as you leaned forward and unlocked the door. “Oh honey” she said, as she pulled you into a hug. “What’s wrong with me?” You asked into her stomach. “Nothing, nothing is wrong with you honey” she said, stroking your hair.

“Then why doesn’t he want me? He’ll never want me like he wants her” you sobbed into her. “Do you want me to take you home?” She asked, pulling you away enough to see your face. “Yes please” you said standing up and wiping the tears away.

“Come on honey” she said as she walked out of the bathroom, holding your hand. “Let me just go tell hopper I’m leaving okay?” She said, you nodded and she walked over to hopper. He flashed his eyes to you and then turned back to Joyce and nodded. “Do you want to tell anyone goodbye?” She asked as she stopped next to you again. This entire time Steve hadn’t even looked in your direction. “No, I think I’m good” you said, sighing as you walked to the door. Just before Joyce could open the door someone called your name bringing the whole groups attention on you.

“Are you leaving?” Steve asked moving to stand in front of you. “Yes I was leaving before you stopped me” you said, shaking your head. “Let me take you home?” Steve said, moving to out on his coat. Joyce looked at you and you shook your head. “No, Steve, stay here” you said, trying to keep your voice strong.

“We’re going to the same place aren’t we? And If I remember correctly I drove you here” He said, slipping on his shoes. Joyce looked at you again and this time you just nodded. “Fine Steve, take me home” you took a deep breath in and then out and hugged Joyce goodbye. “I will see you all tomorrow” you called out as you exited the house. You quickly walked over to Steve’s car, getting in the passengers seat and turning so you were looking out the window. “Y/n/n?” Steve started, “what’s wrong” he said as he turned on the car. “Nothings wrong, let’s just go home” You said, so Steve drove you both home in silence.

Once you got inside he asked you the same stupid question “What’s wrong?”. You started pacing back and forth trying to figure out the best way to out this. “You really want to know what’s wrong?” You asked as you stopped in front of him. “That’s what I’ve been asking for the last fifteen minutes is it not?” He replied, sitting on the couch.

“You’re what’s wrong” You breathed out. “Me?” He had the audacity to say. “Yes Steven, you, I got all dressed up tonight. I did my hair, my makeup, I even went out and bought this dress in hopes you would notice me.” You paused and when he didn’t say anything you continued. “What is it? Am I not good enough? What is it? What makes me so unworthy of your attention? Please for the love of god just tell me” you yelled at him. “It’s because you’re not her!… okay?” He yelled back, finally standing up again. “Oh” you said quietly, “I knew it, I just never thought you would admit it” you said as you started crying again.

“Honey…” He started but you cut him off. “Don’t. Don’t say anything. I’m leaving tonight. I’ll have someone get my stuff tomorrow” You said as you picked up your purse and walked towards the door. “Sweetheart please” He said as he tried to move in front of you.

“Steven, leave me alone” You said finally pushing past him and out the door. “Don’t try to contact me either” you yelled back at the house. You walked all the way back to the Byers house where everyone was still talking to each other and having a good time. Your feet hurt like hell. You’re makeup was a mess and you pretty much collapsed as soon as you got in the door. “Y/n? Oh my god, what’s wrong?” Max said as she ran to you. She kneeled next to you and you leaned into her. “WHAT?! WHAT HAPPENED?” Max yelled, wrapping her arms around you. “Nothing, it’s nothing” You said sobbing. “It’s not nothing, if you’re crying” Will said as he sat next to you too.

“I’m just not good enough” you sobbed as will pulled you into a hug. “He said that to you? I’m gonna kill him, Harrington’s a dead man” Eddie said, trying to push pass your pile on the floor. You grabbed his leg, preventing him from going forward.

“Eddie stop, it doesn’t matter” You said as he kneeled next to will. “Will someone get my stuff from his house tomorrow?” You asked quietly. “Yeah honey, Eddie and I will go get it” Hopper said above you. “Thank you, I need some time, my grandma said I’m always welcome to stay with her, so that’s where I’ll go” you said as you stood up. “Does that mean we won’t see you anymore” Dustin said, tears brimming in his eyes. “Come here” you said holding your arms out. He ran to you and wrapped his arms around you. “You guys can come see me anytime you want to, I’ll leave the address and my grandmas phone number with hopper, just please don’t give it to Steve” you said kissing the top of his head. Mike, El and Lucas quickly joined your hug pile.

You held them for a few minutes before moving to hug the rest of the group. After hugging them all, Joyce drove you back to your house and you started packing all that was left there. You slept horribly that night, you just wanted Steve to hold you, but he wasn’t yours anymore and you weren’t his.

The next day Eddie, Hopper and Robin went to Steve’s to pack up your stuff. After they got back to your house with all the boxes, robin walked over to you. “If it’s any consolation he looks like shit” Robin laughed, rubbing your shoulder. “Thanks robs” you said, still feeling upset that he’s sad. Just because you’re not together anymore doesn’t mean you don’t care about him. They loaded all the boxes into the van. You hugged all the kids goodbye and then Dustin slid something into your hand. “Dustin what it this?” You asked, moving to open the letter. “No! Don’t open that till you’re there” He shouted quickly so you stopped and tucked it into your jacket. “Alright, alright, I love you kids, be good okay?” You said as you moved to get into the car.

You hugged the older teens and Joyce and hopper goodbye before driving away. It was only a two hour drive away but you couldn’t help but feel like you were leaving the best part of you.

You got to the house in three hours. Having stopped for food and gas. Your grandma greeted you with open arms and told you to put away your things and settle down, you could talk tomorrow. So you went to your room and unpacked before sitting on your bed. You quickly remembered the letter and grabbed it before settling back down.

Dear y/n/n,

They wouldn’t tell me where you were going, they just told me not to try to contact you. I asked Dustin to give you this letter so if your reading this that means he did what I asked. Please, don’t be mad at him, he just wants to help. I meant it every-time I said I love you, that wasn’t a lie. I’m so sorry I can’t give you the love you deserve. I never should have gotten in a relationship with you while not being over nance, it was not fair to you and I am so sorry. I know I’ll miss you, and I’ll forever love you, but if you don’t want to talk I understand.

I hope you know I didn’t mean to hurt you. This hurt me just as much as it hurt you. I didn’t mean to say what I said to you that night. You are enough. I don’t know what is wrong with me. If you don’t want to come home I understand. Just know I miss you. If you’ll let me I’ll send messages with the kids letters. I’ll miss you, just please don’t be done with me forever. I cant be alone again. You were my light in the dark and I ruined that. I’m sorry.

- love, Steve

You stared at the letter before beginning to sob again. You hugged the yellow sweater of his that you managed to snag. You were alone, he was alone.

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angst prompt 9 with jonathan pls 🥺

Prompt:

I need to be with someone who actually wants me. And I know that's not you.

Jonathan byers x female!reader.

Jonathan likes someone else, and y/n can tell.

Liar Liar

It was 3am in the middle of winter. Y/n had her window open, looking out at the now falling snow. She hadn't been able to sleep, so instead she sat up in bed and read. When she saw the snow fall however, she wanted to watch.

Her elebows rested on the windowsill as she looked out past her neighborhood. It was cold enough for the snow to stick to the ground, and so in no time outside stayed to turn white. She had been up restless that night due to Jonathan. They had been together for 2 years now, since their Freshman year, but lately he's been acting different.

He's been distant, and he's been hanging around Nancy Wheeler, a lot. Y/n didn't think anything of it at first, Jonathan was allowed to have his own friends, but as time went on, she started to worry he liked her more than just friends.

She hadn't confronted him about this, she was too scared. She didn't want to be wrong, and end up jeopardizing their relationship even more, but at the same time this feeling gnawed at the pit of her stomach.

She took a deep breath before shutting the window in front of her and turning to her bed where she climbed back in and tucked the covers around herself. She closed her eyes, willing her body to finally fall asleep, to turn off these thoughts that went in an endless circle and just sleep. And eventually, it did.

She woke up the next morning at 6am to her mother calling from downstairs. She got up groggily from bed and slipped on some warm clothes for the now 2 inches worth of snow that accumulated while she slept.

School wasn't called off, it almost never is. And so when she went downstairs her mother had breakfast made, and after she finished, she heard Jonathan's car horn signaling his arrival outside.

He drove her to school every morning, despite anything else that may have been happening between them that always stayed consistent. "Morning", he says quietly, and Y/n can tell he's been experiencing his own insomnia. "Good morning" she says with a small smile and leans over to kiss him. He turns his head however, and she kisses his cheek instead.

"Let's go" he says with an awkwardly and Y/n nods, buckling her seat belt before Jonathan drives down the road slowly.

She sits through school as usual, her and Jonathan only had their last class of the day together, social studies. Despite that however, she can't help but have thoughts of him all day. She tries to confide in her best friend Robin during lunch, but it doesn't go to plan. "I don't know how mens minds work!" Robin said, her shoulders scrunching up as they do when she talks about this type of stuff. "I like women, I don't bother understanding the opposite gender" and with that, Y/n was left hopeless.

And to top it all off, when she went to history, Jonathan was no where to be seen.

After school she went out to the parking lot to Jonathan's car, ready to confront him about his absence, but when she got there she saw that Jonathan wasn't alone.

Nancy was standing with Jonathan by the back of his car, and before they could see her, Y/n went to the car over and listened in on their conversation. "Thank you for today, Jonathan" she hears Nancy say, and she can see the reflection of her smile in the glass. "It was no problem, really" he replied flustered, that smile Y/n loved so much flashing across his face. "So... I'll see you tomorrow?" She asks, and the boy nods.

Just as Y/n thinks she's about to leave however, Nancy goes on her tip toes and plants a kiss on Jonathan's cheek, causing his face to burn a shade of bright red.

Y/n feels tears come to her eyes, but she holds them back. As soon as Nancy is gone, she walks over to where Jonathan stands. He's still so awed by the kiss that he didn't even realize she came from the wrong direction. "Y/n" he said, smiling down at her, although she knew it wasn't a smile for her, it was from Nancy.

"Hey" she replied quietly, and Jonathan took her hands in his own. "Wanna come back to mine tonight?" He asked, and she looked up at him. Maybe she was wrong, maybe Jonathan did still love her? "I'd love to" she says with a smile, and Jonathan bends down and kisses her lightly on the lips before moving to the passenger door and opening it for her.

She gets in and watches as he goes around to the front of the car where he enters the driver's side. He starts the car and turns on the radio, tapping along to the beat on his steering wheel as they exit the parking lot.

Y/n still has hope as they pull into his driveway, however her dreams are crushed soon after.

They get into the house normally, Jonathan taking her coat at the door and telling her to sit while he gets them food. She takes her normal seat on his couch and turns on the TV, waiting for the boy to come back.

When he does, he's holding 2 sodas and a bag of chips. When he sits down, he places the bag of chips between them.

They switch through the channels until they land on some random game show, and Jonathan sits back ready to watch. Y/n however, turns to face him "So, what did you do today? You weren't in History..." she finally brings it up, and he looks over "Oh, uh.. I had other stuff to do" but Y/n isn't going to let go of it that easily.

"Oh" she says, "Like what?" And Jonathan takes a moment before turning his head towards her again, clearing his throat before speaking "Uh... I went out with Nance" he says. Nance. Y/n bites her lip to prevent the tears from forming in her eyes "Oh, so you and Nancy are good friends? Thats nice" She asks as casually as she can, but it seemed as though those were the magic words to make Jonathan open up.

Apparently he took it as an opening, that y/n was okay with it, because he opens up like a book and starts talking about Nancy like it's a middle school crush. "Yeah I mean she's just... she's really cool. And she knows what she wants, and she's determined and so thoughtful of the people around her, and when she's concentrating she does this cute thing where she bites her thumb" he imitates the motion and laughs, however when he looks over at Y/n, tears are openly coming down her face now.

"Y/n" he starts, moving immediately to comfort her. "Are you okay?" But she pulls away, wrapping her arms around herself. "You like her, don't you" she says, and Jonathan hesitates for a moment before responding "what, I no" he says, trying to touch her again but she pulls away and gets off the couch.

"Jonathan I saw you two together earlier!" She says, and his mouth drops "I saw her kiss you, and I saw the way you looked at her and I know that look Jonthan that's how you used to look at me" the tears are coming more than ever now, and Jonathan recollects himself, however he doesn't move to comfort her this time.

"Y/n, this is crazy" he says, motioning towards her "You're not denying it though, Jonathan! Because you know it's true" she responds, wiping the tears from her eyes as she recollects herself. "I love you" she says sincerely, walking towards him and looking him in the eye "But I need to be with someone who actually wants me. And I know that's not you."

Jonathan is left speechless as she moves away from him and towards the door, but at this he finally gets up to follow "Y/n, this is insane just come back we can talk about this" he tries but she shakes her head, pulling on her coat "There's nothing to talk about" she says with a sad smile, "I hope you're happy with her, Jon" and she exits the house, making new steps in the snow as she goes.

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3 from the romance prompt and 5 from the smut prompts with Steve please <3

Prompts:

This is me trying not to scare you away.

Please kiss me already.

This turned more into an angst to romance/fluff (didn't end up adding smut) lol but I hope you like it anyways <3

T/W - This story does involve mentions of physical abuse. If you don't want to read about that, I suggest you please skip this story and catch me in the next one <3

Opening Wounds - Steve Harrington

It was hard to get close to Steve. Although he seemed like a happy, cool guy on the outside, he had a lot of problems. Him and Y/n have been friends since they were kids, although he's never even opened up to her, not really.

At their high school graduation however, when his parents didn't show, Steve revealed a side of himself she had never seen before.

He had problems with his parents, that was noticeable from the moment she meant him, but she never really knew the extent of them. She knew they traveled a lot, and she had a feeling (although never confirmed) that his dad had a lot of... anger. But she never, ever, thought that they'd miss an event as big as his graduation.

Steve shrugged it off at first. We arrived early, we were supposed to meet our families beforehand and direct them to their seats before the ceremony started. Mr. and Mrs. Harrington however, never showed. Steve was left alone watching the other students direct some sort of family, even Y/n.

When she came back to where he was standing in line, he smiled as usual. "Hey" Y/n said, placing her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Did your parents never show?" She asked, and Steve's smile only faltered for a minute before he responded "Nah, they're still out of town" he says, "But it's fine" He waves it off, and in doing this removes Y/n's hand from his shoulder.

She can tell he's upset though, his smile doesn't go quite to his eyes. It never does when he talks about them. "Steve..." She starts, but before she can speak again she hears their principal call in front. "Everyone to your places please! We're about to start" He yells, and Y/n looks between the principal and Steve a couple times before biting her lip "We'll talk after" She says, "Of course" Steve responds, and he lets her run off to her proper place in line.

The ceremony went smoothly, names were predictably butchered but at least no one tripped on stage. Afterwards, the students and parents were sent to the gym for an after party. When you entered, there was a photo booth for families to take a picture with the graduate.

Steve walked in, reluctantly, by Y/n's side with her parents. When they got to the photo booth however, he refused to come in. "C'mon Steve!" Y/n said, trying to pull him into the booth "You're practically family anyways!" But the boy removed her hand and took a step back, "It's fine, really" He said, and the same fake smile appeared on his face "I'll just wait out here" but when Y/n got out of the booth, he was gone.

She excused herself, letting her parents go off into the party as she ran out of the gym. She looked both ways down the hallway, and when she didn't see Steve, she just continued walking. She looked around at the people crowding the hallways, but she didn't see him anywhere. Finally, right when she was about to give up, she remembered a place he might be.

Steve tended to skip class, a lot. And although in his Junior and Senior year he stopped doing so as much, he still had the same place he'd go to when he needed a break from class. It was an old drama room, practically the size of a closet. No one went in there anymore since Hawkins got a new drama room years prior. And so one day, Steve broke the lock, and since then he's been going in there.

Y/n walked to this same room now, and when she saw the door slightly ajar, she knew he'd be there.

She cracked the door open more, slipping into the dark room. Steve had previously moved some supplies into the room as well, food, entertainment, and a light source. "One thing my parents are good for, money" She remembered him saying the first time he had shown her the room.

The boy was sitting in the corner, his legs curled into his body and his eyes staring at the ground in front of him. He wasn't crying, but she could see the sadness in his dead eyes. Y/n tiptoed over and slowly sat herself down next to the boy, alerting him of her presence by bumping her knee against his own.

"Hey..." She whispered, and he finally looked over at her and grunted in response. "You left" She continued, stating the obvious to the boy. "I... I just couldn't be in that room" He said, looking away from her again. "I'm sorry" She says, looking away too "I didn't even think of that" But Steve shakes his head at this, "It's not your fault, you don't have to take care of me" Although Y/n felt like she did have to take care of him, especially since he didn't have anyone else to do so.

She looked back over at him, and gulped before reaching her hand over to his own and intertwining their fingers. "Steve" She said, and when he didn't respond she continued "Steve you're my best friend, and I love you more than anyone else in this world" At this he finally looked up, although his eyes were still trained in front of him "I just... I want to know what's wrong"

He bit his lip before turning his head to the girl, and for the first time in her life, Y/n saw Steve with tears in his eyes. She had never seen him cry before, not when he fell, not when his parents yelled, not even when his pet dog died. "I don't want to scare you away" Steve said quietly, his voice hoarse from lack of speaking.

Y/n felt her heart sink at his words, and she scooted closer to the boy, placing her other hand in his and holding them tight. "You could never scare me away" she says with finality, but Steve still looks away, not meeting her eyes. "Steve" She says, her voice hard and determined as she moves so that she's sitting in front of him, "Do you understand? Nothing you say could ever scare me"

He finally looks up and meets her eyes, the tears already gone. "I love you, Y/n" He says, and she can tell by the way he says it, that he means it. "And I want to tell you everything. I always have, but I've been so scared" Y/n gulps, taking it in, but she nods and prompts him to continue.

Steve takes a moment before he speaks, starting from the beginning. "My dad, when I was younger, when he got mad... well he hit me" Y/n's eyes widened at his words, but Steve's own face stayed solid as he continued "Mom didn't like it, but she didn't stop it either" Steve nods at his own words, and Y/n repeats the motion herself, squeezing his hands in reassurance. "When they started going on vacations, it was like heaven. They'd be gone, and I'd be left alone with cash to buy whatever food I wanted. I could have friends over, and, as I got older, I could have parties." He smiles at the last part, but then his face solidifies again as he continues "But it was also really lonely... I started calling my mom, but she only answered sometimes. At first they'd come home every holiday, but then they didn't" he shrugged at this, "I got used to living alone. I just never thought they'd miss this..."

He looks down again, and Y/n sits in front of him in silence for a moment, taking in all that he just told her before responding. "Steve... I'm sorry, I just- I never knew it was this bad" He shrugged, "I never told you" Steve always said he was with his grandparents for the holidays, but now Y/n realizes he must've been at home alone.

"Stevie..." She whispered, and scooted into the boy, hugging him close. His arms wrapped around her as well, and when they pulled apart their faces were inches from each other. "Y/n..." he whispered, "Steve" she responded, their breath mixing at how close they were. "Thank you" He said, his mouth moving closer to her own "Of course..." She responded, but the last part of her sentence was blocked out by Steve's lips meeting her own.

She felt all his pain in the kiss, but all his passion as well. She kissed him back with just as much emotion, and they only pulled apart when they were both out of breath. "I have something to confess" Steve says with a laugh, and Y/n nods "I've been wanting to do that for ages" He whispers breathily, their mouths still closer than normal.

"Come to holidays with my family" She responds, her voice just as quiet as his own. And maybe it was the bliss of their first kiss, or maybe it was Steve's clarity after finally opening up, but he nodded. She smiled, and continued "I know you don't want to seem weak, but trust me, opening up is the strongest thing you've ever done"

They sit there for a little longer, Steve wrapping his arms around Y/n and her head resting against his warm chest. Until eventually they get up and head back to the party, not wanting Y/n's parents to question her absence for too long. Steve goes in with her, greeting her parents with his usual enthusiasm. And as she watched Steve walk around the gym, she knew he'd be okay.

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A present for my best friend @biggestsimponhere bc she needs a spirit boost fr <3 ilysm Ellie

Steve Harrington x Female reader smut! fic

You Cleared My Scars

After the fight in the upside down, Steve was covered in scars. He had a couple from the bat, the most prominent of all, but also smaller ones from the vines that trapped him, Nancy, and Robin.

Steve always tried to hide them, he understood that they were battle scars but that didn't mean he wanted to show them off. Y/n however, she loved every inch of him, scars or no scars.

After everything that had happened, Y/n practically moved in with Steve. But despite this, he still was uncomfortable showing his scars to her. And she was okay with it, not wanting to push him too far. But as they sat together one night, his arm draped over her shoulders and her body leaning into his, he finally opened up.

They had been watching a rom-com, some stupid one Y/n couldn't even remember the name of, but Steve seemed to really like it. It was an odd quirk with the boy that Y/n found adorable, his outright love for action movies and his more concealed love for romance and a happy ending.

As the credits rolled on the movie, Steve bent his head down and whispered in Y/n's ear "I love you just the way you are" he says, and Y/n smiles before responding "Thank you babe" she whispers, and Steve continues "I don't want you to ever change" and he squeezes her into him.

She smiles at this and squeezes him back, burrowing her head further into his chest "I don't want you to change either" she says, and he simply squeezes her again in response.

They sit there in silence for a moment before Steve speaks again, this time a glimmer of mischief sparkling in his eye "Hey, y/n" he says, and she tilts her head to look up at him "What?" She asks, and before she can even think, Steve has spoken quickly and moved into action "Bet you can't beat me in a tickle fight!" And he starts to move his hands to the girls sides, where he knows she's weak.

Y/n wiggles around as she feels laughter burst out of her mouth, her stomach already compressing as she loses air. Steve laughs along above her as she tries to move her hands to tickle him back. He holds her down however, and Y/n finally yells uncle.

Steve let's go of the girl, both of them out of breath, but before he can think she's knocked him back on the couch and she's now straddling him, attacking his sides with her fingers as he laughs below her. "Unfair!" He chokes out, and Y/n giggles above him "Alls fair in love and war!" She shouts, and is about to go under Steve's shirt with her hands when he stops her, quickly switching their position so he's back on top of her, now holding her hands above her head.

"Hey!" She says, but Steve isn't tickling her, he's instead just staring into her eyes. Y/n is about to say something more when Steve bends down and stops her with a kiss. She's startled at first, but kisses him back quickly.

Her hands are still above her head, being held together by one of Steve's own, as she continues to kiss the boy. His other hand travels down to her waist until he moves his warm hand under her thin shirt. She melts into his touch, and he finally lets go of her hands, placing his other on the other side of her waist, and she puts one of her own in his hair and the other on his face.

He pulls away from the kiss and looks at y/n, she gives him a small nod and he wastes no time going back in kissing her. She moves her hands from his hair down to the hem of his shirt, and as she starts to pull it up, he stops her just like before.

"Y/n..." he says after pulling away, and she looks into his eyes quizzically. "What is it?" She asks, and he looks away "Steve..." she says, but he doesn't respond. "Steve" she repeats, and places her hand on his chin, moving it so his eyes are back on her own "I meant what I said earlier" she says, "I love every part of you" her words get more breathy at the end as Steve lowers himself back down to kiss her, now allowing the girl to pull his shirt off and reveal his bare chest.

There are 3 prominent scars on his chest, big white gashes. Y/n cautiously moves her hand forward, placing her finger tips lightly on the tissue. He winces at first, but allows her to continue as her fingers trace the white lines.

She looks back into Steve's eyes above her, and without saying anything she kisses him again. She repositions them so she's on top again, and pulls off her shirt as her legs sit on either side of him. His hands rest on her breasts as she lowers herself to his chest, kissing along the edges of each scar slowly.

He allows her to do so, and she takes her time appreciating every single one. Steve had never let her do this before, and she wanted him to know how much she loved him no matter how many scars he had and how brave she thought he was.

When she finished, he grabbed her head in his hands and brought it back up to his face, where he kissed her hard on the lips. Her hands moved down his chest to the elastic band of his pajama pants, where she teased at them for a moment before pulling them down and allowing his hard penis to spring out.

He moved his own hands from her hair down to the shorts she wore, and took them along with her panties down to her ankles

Y/n lowered herself onto him, and slowly took his whole length into her. She rocked back and forth as Steve placed his hands on her breasts, letting out an occasional moan.

She placed her own hands on his stomach, not bothering to avoid the white stripes across his skin. "Fuck I wish I could kiss all your scars away" she muttered, and the boy grunted in assurance as Y/n reached her climax.

She let out a moan as the white liquid escaped her, and Steve switched them over once more so he was on top. He put his hand under her neck, and the other on her waist. She curled her legs up around his waist and he started to thrust into her, going at a steady pace at first but quickening as he reached his climax.

She placed her own hands on his neck and brought his lips down to press against her own as he continued at an ever increasing pace. And as he finally reached his climax, pulling out last minute and allowing the white liquid to gush over her chest, he collapsed into Y/n's embrace.

His head rest in between her breasts, and she placed her hand in his hair. "I love you" she mutters into his hair, and Steve looks up at her before responding "I love you more"

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