what a feeling {steve harrington x fem!reader}

The Flayed

"Shit! Shit!"

Everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs as the group plummeted down. Steve held (y/n) close to him, as Dustin continuously tried to press the buttons on the control panel.

"We're going down! We're going down!" Steve yelled.

"No shit, Harrington!" (y/n) and Robin screamed in response.

"Why don't these buttons work?!" Dustin shrieked, Erica going to help him.

"Press the button!"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Dustin snapped.

"Come on, press the button!" (y/n) yelled, burying her face farther into Steve's chest.

"Just push it!"

"Push it harder!"

And then the room jolted to a stop, everyone falling and stumbling across the floor. Which made (y/n) fall on top of Steve, her knee going into, well, you know where.

"My groin!" Steve complains.

(y/n) pulled herself off of Steve, "Oh my god, I'm sorry."

"It's fine." Steve said, taking deep breaths as (y/n) reached out her hand to pull him up.

"Is everyone okay?" Robin asks.

"Yeah, I'm great, now that I now that the Russians can't design elevators!" Steve snapped, going over to the control panel.

"I think we've clearly established that those buttons don't work." Robin says.

"They're buttons. They have to do something." Steve stresses, making (y/n) grab his hand in attempt to soothe him.

"Yeah, if we had a keycard." Robin pointed out.

"A what?"

"It's an electronic lock." she explained, "Same as the loading dock door. If we don't have a keycard, it won't operate, meaning-"

"We're stuck in here." (y/n) concluded.

"Just so you nerds are aware, I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's," Erica said, "and Tina always covers for me. But if I'm not home for Uncle Jack's party tomorrow and my mom finds out you four are responsible, shes gonna hunt you down one by one and slit your throat."

"I don't care about Tina!" Steve snaps, "Or Uncle Jack's party! Your mom's not going to be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator!"

"Hey," Dustin said, pointing to the ceiling, "What if we climbed out?"

Dustin stood on a table, and opened the hatch door on the ceiling, climbing out followed by Steve.

"We are in such deep shit." (y/n) says to Robin and Erica, as they looked out through the door.

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(y/n) sat up against the wall, watching the others sleep. She attempted to fall asleep but after awhile gave up, unlike Dustin she couldn't fall asleep easily, and being in a Russian elevator didn't help.

Dustin snored softly, Erica and Robin were laying down next to each other, both fast asleep, and-

"Why are you awake?"

"Jesus, Steve!" (y/n) whispers, Steve sitting down next to her, "Couldn't sleep, you know, since we're trapped in a Russian elevator and we're probably going to die."

Steve scooted closer to (y/n), so that their arms were touching and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"We're not going to die."