𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, stranger things

⠀ ten. the i in team is in the a hole

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˚⋆ ┊ ADVENTURES IN BABYSITTING ┊ ⋆˚
☆⋅⋆ ─ act i. don't you want me, baby?

CHAPTER TEN - the i in team is in the a hole
( episode four & five ; will the wise & dig dug )

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⠀ ⠀ PEYTON HAD JUST ABOUT STARTED TO CONSIDER NEVER leaving the house again if it meant she would be free from the drama of whatever boy decided to waltz all too confidently into her life. It had dawned on her during the walk from Hawkins High to Hawkins Middle (where she'd decided to park her car simply to avoid said confident boys) that much of her teenage years had been wasted worrying about boys and self-deprecation and being perceived as 'cool' .

Point proven to herself further, Peyton barely had time to register the daggers being glared at her by one Mr Hargrove before noticing that the other bane of her existence boy stood far too close to her little brother for her liking.

Although the lack of fear in Parker's eyes was rather reassuring (in all honesty, he looked far more amused than afraid) Peyton gripped him by the shoulder, hauling him back to stand firmly between the senior and her brother, flames in her eyes as she glowered at him up and down, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for you," smirked Sidney, her brother turning just slow enough for Peyton to catch the stern glare heading his sister's way

"For me?" repeated the agitated blonde, beginning to understand her brother's amusement. Before her widening eyes, Steve turned into a stammering mess. And despite the fact that Peyton had, on many occasions, found herself quite literally praying Steve would lose his ability to talk, his lack of ability to formulate a response only boiled her blood further. With an exasperated nod, Peyton walked toward Steve with a forced smile he could see through like a shattered window, "Okay, can I talk to you for a second?"

Brows knotted together, Steve quickly realised that this, much like any other of their harsh interactions, was most certainly a demand rather than a request. Hand gripping his bicep (and rather spectacular masking her 'shock' that Steve, the athlete, the swim captain, had muscular arms), Steve's eyes widened in surprise as he was dragged out of earshot from their impatient siblings

"Peyton-" sure that he was going to attempt to reason with her, the angered blonde's grip only tightened, "Ow, ow, ow!" once she'd made up her mind that she didn't actually want to hurt him, Peyton let go with a rather harsh shove, "How are you small and strong?"

"What the hell are you doing bugging my brother?" she spat back, arms folding tightly across her chest expecting Steve's usually apologetic responses. In fact, it was only when she received a certain fury-inducing wry chuckle that she realised just how long it had been since they'd had it out.