Steve Harrington Imagines

Ex's

**Requested by: miguels1bae

Y/n POV

I knew Steve was the person for me, even if our life paths were different, even though we mutually ended out relationship, it felt right with him. I took a deep breath and walked to my room, laying down in my bed I put on my headphones and listened to my favorite song, trying to get my spirits up. Getting comfy I snuggled into my comforter when I heard a tap, a very loud tap. I looked over and saw Steve. I darted to the window, taking off my headphones the second the window was open he burst in, wrapping me in his arms and swaying us back and forth. We stood like that for a while, just enjoying each others embrace. Everything feels better when he's here.

"Steve, you shouldn't be here.." He pulled away and looked at me, his eyes searching mine for something.

"Say's who?" I looked up at him.

"We aren't together anymore, you have no reason to sneak into my room at 1am." He put his hand under my chin, running his thumb across my bottom lip slowly.

"Even if we aren't dating Y/n, you know I can't stay away from you." I smiled softly.

"I know, I'm too awesome." He laughed and let me go, walking to my bed he started taking off his shoes.

"Uhhh excuse me?" He looked up at me, his hair bouncing.

"Yes?" I motioned to his current position.

"You said no shoes on the bed." I rolled my eyes.

"Steve, you can't sleep over." He looked around the room, and then back to me.

"Why?" I gave him my 'are you serious' look.

"Steve, I need to get over you, and you sleeping over doesn't help." He patted the bed next to him, laying down himself. I sighed and walked over, lying down next to him.

"This is the last night, I mean it."

"Mhmm." His arms wrapped around me and I snuggled into him, trying to savor this feeling for when he is actually gone.

"I love you Y/n."

"I love you too Steve."

"You're my person.." He trailed off and I looked up at him. I felt the tears pricking my eyes as he said it.

"You're my person..." He moved his head down, connecting our lips. We kissed for a while, not in a sexual way, but in a loving way. Our lips moved together so well, they fit like puzzle pieces, his hands fit in the curves of my body perfectly.

I woke up in the morning to see Dustin, in my face, at 6am. I jolted back at the shock of seeing him so early, I woke Steve up with my jolting.

"Woah what's up? You ok?" He grabbed onto me and looked around the room, with his eyes still shut.

"I'm fine.." I moved his hands off me and sat up in bed, swinging my legs over the side.

"Ummm hello..." Dustin said to me.

"Yes hello Dustin, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He looked over at Steve, and then back to me with wide eyes.

"What?" I asked him, clearly annoyed.

"Aren't you two supposed to be like, broken up?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"Do you have to be so god damn insensitive Dustin? Jesus, get out of my room." I went to shoo him out but he stopped me.

"I'm in trouble, actually and I need to steal Steve." Steve popped up from the bed and looked over, smiling at me. I smiled back and watched as he got out of bed, coming up to me and wrapping his arms around me from behind, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Yes Dustin?"

"Code red." He simply said and walked away. Steve took in a breath and looked at me.

"I gotta go help him with that.. but um keep your window unlocked because I want to sleep over tonight.." I smiled at him.

"Just use the front door." He turned his head and looked at me from my doorway.

"The.. front door..?" I nodded.

"The front door." He smiled at me, and walked up kissing my cheek and then leaving. I laughed at his surprise. Our first year of dating he was not allowed, under any circumstance to come in through the front door, it was a joke we made when we first got together and he held true to it for over a year, but then mom found out and banned the window entry.

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Sitting at the dinner table I ate dinner with my mom and Dustin, who had just gotten home with twigs in his hair. I was always curious what he did when he went on his missions but then again I really don't care that much. There was a knock at the door, my mom got up and opened it, she gasped and I walked up behind her to look, it was Steve. With a giant bouquet of flowers. I gawked at them as he handed them to me, giving me a hug and saying hi to my mom.

"Hello Steve how are you doing dear?" She smiled.

"I'm doing great, how are you?" She smiled at him.

"I am doing well! Hey, we are just eating dinner, please come join us!" He agreed and sat next to me, as we ate dinner and discussed our lives and told jokes Steve held my hand the entire time. He would occasionally squeeze my hand, but would keep constant conversation going with my mom. When dinner was over he helped wash the dishes, and talked to my mom a bit more. He followed me up to my room afterwards, shutting my door behind us he grabbed my face and gave me a sweet kiss. Pulling away he looked at me, brushing a few pieces of hair out of my face.

"I love you, and I will never stop... you are the person I need in my life Y/n, and I want you, forever." I felt the tears prick my eyes.

"I love you forever, and I need you in my life." He smiled, kissing me again.