"I didn't need a hero, Billy." Darian sneers, dusting off his coat, eyes glaring.
Billy only smirks, reaching over and untangling one of Darians dark curls, quickly catching himself, pulling his hand back. "It didn't seem like that a minute ago." B...
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Hawkins, Indiana
November 1984
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Byers Household
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Steve, Darian, and Nancy were setting up the shed, pulling up tarps, hoping it would cover the walls perfectly. They hoped that Will didn't recognize a thing. It was a quick shot in the dark, but it had to work.
Nancy hesitantly glances at Steve, taking a deep breath. "Hey." Nancy calls out to Steve. Both Darian and Steve look up. "What you did, in helping the kids...." Nancy trails off, avoiding her brother's gaze, she knew he was there too, but she needed to talk to Steve, to say something. She had a lot of regrets and she needed to make things right.
Steve takes a deep breath, pressing an arm against the shed wall. "That was....really cool." Nancy says, offering him a small smile. He was listening, so it was a start.
Steve drops a rag onto the floor, nodding. "Yeah." Steve says, playing it cool. "Those little shits are real trouble, you know?" Steve says, he wanted this talk for a while now, but he didn't want to seem eager.
Darian decides to slink off, letting them talk. He was getting really awkward just listening to them come up with small talk.
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Darian steps into the kitchen, catching the end of Mike and Max's conversation. "-it doesn't mean you're in our party. You do know that, right!?" Mike asks, his voice rude and sneering. Max blinks rapidly, surprised.
Darian steps into Mike's view, making his eyes widen. "What the hell you twerp?!" Darian hisses out, making his way over and smacking the back of Mike's head, making the smaller teen exclaim. "Ow?!" Mike yells, rubbing the back of his head.
The older doesn't seem to care, his eyes hard and unapologetic. "Apologize to Max! Now!" Darian orders, pointing towards the ginger. "What no!" Mike yells "Mike, you can't be an ass to everyone 24/7, I mean I get it, it sucks right now. But Max is helping us and she doesn't need to be insulted by some prepubescent teen. Now apologize!" Darian orders
Mike scoffs. "Screw you Darian, I don't need to do shit!" Mike yells he was bold, but the younger teen knew Darian wouldn't do more than just a smack at the back of the head.
Darian inhales deeply through his nose. "I swear to god Mike, I'm going to kill you one day. Now apologize." Darian orders "It's fine Darian, no hard feelings." Max says, a little amused, watching as Mike's face turns red in embarrassment.
