(A/N: In this reality, Vecna has already been beaten. Steve and Nancy are a couple in this as well.)
Steve's Point of View
I am stressed out as hell right now, not necessarily because I'm going to be picking up Nancy and taking her out on sort of a casual date; but because I'm scared I'll talk to much, or completely embarrass myself in any way. After our romance was rekindled due to Vecna's rampage, we made the decision to get back together. It's been going great, we've both matured tremendously since the first time we dated. I did realize however, that we have yet to go out on an official date and do something. So, this is exactly what is on the agenda for today. I put on a really nice button up, its a pale yellow color with buttons down the middle, and it fits slightly baggy so I paired it with a white undershirt. My jeans aren't too tight, but they hug my body slightly, which creates a good middle ground between tight and baggy. My hair is styled in my signature Steve Harrington hair style, and I'm feeling pretty good about my appearance. Like I said, the only thing I'm worried about is embarrassing myself.
I unlock my BWM and climb into the drivers seat, adjusting my mirrors and taking a few deep breaths to calm my nerves. The only girl I have ever stressed over in regards to a date, is Nancy Wheeler. She does something to me that other girls don't, I've never felt the same butterflies or excitement around other girls that I do about Nancy. Theres just something about her, the way she talks so enthrallingly, the way her curls bounce slightly when she walks, how the shade of blue in her eyes is always so piercing- no matter the lighting of her surroundings at the moment. Nancy Wheeler is a special girl. I hate when people refer to her as a "priss" or a "prude" just because she's scholarly and doesn't involve herself with partying, drugs, anything like that. She cares about people, and she cares about me, which is everything.
Putting the vehicle into drive, I decide I want to listen to some music. It is a date for me and Nance, so can't go wrong with Nance and I's song. As I pull out of my neighborhood, "Africa" by Toto begins to play. As I drive, I think about what flavor of ice cream I'm going to get, as well as predicting what ice cream flavor she's going to get. Nancy is definitely a strawberry ice cream kind of girl, but the new Scoop's Ahoy location has a flavor called strawberry-pistachio, and I guarantee she's going to try it. I'm going to be getting chocolate marshmallow, because its my usual. Trying new flavors is a risky game that I will not be playing.
"Shit!" I scream, serving the car back into its rightful lane as some asshole honks at me. Now listen, I know I deserved that honk, but it still hurt my feelings; quite frankly, it scared the shit out of me. This is what happens when I think about Nancy, I get intensely distracted from whatever I am currently doing. Thats one of the reasons I know that I'm in love with her, deeply in love with her.
Finally, her house comes into view. I pull up beside her house, because her dad might have something to say if I pull into the driveway. I take the key out of the ignition, and exit my vehicle. I don't lock the car, because I will be less than a minute or two getting her. With a bouquet of pink carnations (that I hope to God she will like), I head up to her house, and climb up to the window like old times. I've become a little rusty at this, due to the fact that my foot slips on the shingles of the roof more than a few times. Once I make my way to her window, I knock. I feel my heart skip a beat as she approaches.
"Steve, you came to the window?" She giggles, pulling it open. I admire her dress, it's a pale yellow color just like my button up, and it features these adorable puff sleeves. The dress compliments Nancy very well, and she looks as beautiful as ever.
"You look so beautiful, Nance." I smile, offering her the flowers through the window.
A blush appears across he face as she accepts them, and she raises them to her nose to see how they smell.
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Stancy Imagines (Stranger Things 4)
FanfictionI'm a huge stranger things fan, and a huge stancy shipper. I love Jonathan, and he deserves love, but Nancy and Steve are endgame. These are a few stancy imagines that I just think up in my head.