Steve Harrington oneshots

"Good morning love" ~smut

"Billy enough!" You yelled as you pushed him out of your face. You guys were arguing really bad at a party. It all started after he became super flirty with another girl right Infront of you. You couldn't let that slide so you spoke up and said something. Yea you were buzzed and billy was wasted but it made your blood boil after seeing him do that.

"Don't put your hands on me you bitch!" Billy yelled as he stepped closer. He raised his hand and landed a hard slap across your face leaving a stinging red mark. Tears well up into your eyes but you dare to let them spill. You back up and stare at him in awe.

"Wow" you whispered you walked back into the party. You rushed to the front door, you slammed into someone.

"Woah woah" Steve said as he grabbed your shoulders.  You looked up at him and then went back to staring at the ground.

"What happened to your face?" He questioned.

Steve was a close friend, he knew your relationship with billy was rough but he never expected him to hit you.

" umm I- nothing okay" you stumbled over your words.

"That's bullshit, cmon let's go" he held your arm as you guys walked to his car. He got into the drivers side and you went to the passenger side.
You could see a bruise forming on the right side of your face, lightly touching it and tracing your finger around it, winching at the pain.

"Don't touch it okay it'll be sore" Steve said with concern.

You just hummed in response trying to process what happened. 10 minutes later you arrived to Steve's house.

"Your gonna stay here tonight alright?" Steve told you.

"I guess I don't have a choice" you let a small chuckle leave your lips. Getting out of the car and walking up to the house. Steve infront and you trailing behind. He unlocks his door and opens it for you to get inside first.

"Thanks but I can go home, I don't need to bother you" you said.

"Enough your staying here end of story" Steve snapped not in a mean way. He took your hand lead you to the bathroom and lifted you to the counter. Looking at your bruise

"I swear to god I'll kill him" he exclaimed. While handing you some pain killers and a small cup of water.

"It's fine me and him are done anyways so you don't need to worry your self" you said as you took the pills and gulped down the water. Steve left the room and came back with a pair of shorts and a t-shirt of his.

"Here, you can sleep in these. They'll be more comfortable then what your wearing right now" he smiled and handed you the clothes and walked out to give you privacy. Getting dressed and folding your old clothes and putting them on the sink counter. You walked out of the bathroom to see Steve laying a makeshift bed on the floor. He was wearing grey sweats and no shirt. A small blush crept to your face.

"You can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep down here, yeah?" Steve yawned.

"No no it's okay I'll sleep done there" you replied.

"No please (y/n)" he pleaded giving you puppy dog eyes.

"Fine" you huffed and walked to the bed and slipping underneath the covers. The smell of his bed was amazing, the warmth was comforting and cozy. Making you wanna fall asleep right away. But there was something that made you stay awake, the feeling of being watched.

"Steve?" You quietly said. 

"Mhm" he mumbled.  Hearing him move around on the floor.

"Do you think you could sleep up here, it'll make me feel better and the floor is uncomfortable anyways." You asked.  Hoping for An answer soon.