steve harrington | imagines

| babysitter |

y/b/n - your brothers name! just if in case anyone got confused!

you sat on the edge of your bed, holding your phone receiver to your ear. "i'm just so bored." you told your boyfriend, steve, on the other line. you heard him chuckled slightly. "well, come over." he said. you groaned and threw yourself back on your bed. "i can't." you sighed, running a hand down your face. "how?" steve asked. "i have to babysit my brother." you said. "oh, god." he laughed. "it isn't funny. he's so hyper and i just wanted to relax." you said. "yeah, i know but-" steve's voice was cut off. "hello?" you said, sitting up. when you sat up, you saw your brother standing in front of you, laughing while holding a pair of scissors in his hand. you looked at the phone receiver and realised he had cut the cord. "you son of a bitch!" you yelled as you threw the now broken phone receiver down and jumped off your bed. your brother quickly ran away with the scissors. "stop running! if you fall and get injured, i'll get the blame!" you yelled at him but instead of slowing down, your brother sped up. you did too. you caught up to him and scooped him in your arms, yanking the scissors away from him before you placed him back down on the floor. "don't take these again." you warned them, placing the scissors out of his reach. you looked back and noticed he had ran off. you rolled your eyes and turned on the tv, throwing yourself down on the couch.

as you were watching 'the breakfast club', you hard a few knocks on your door. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and walked over to the door, opening it to reveal steve standing in front of you with a smile on his face and a bag in his hand. "what're you doing here?" you asked him, stepping forward and hugging him. he hugged you back. "thought you could use some company from someone who isn't five years old." he said. you laughed and broke away from him, grabbing his hand and dragging him in. "what's in the bag?" you asked. "oh, just some takeout. figured you weren't going to be cooking." he said, placing the bag on the table. "and don't worry, i've got some for y/b/n too." he added. you smiled and kissed him quickly before walking to the bottom of the staircase. steve dished out the takeout. "y/b/n! dinner!" you yelled loudly upstairs. "geez, you shout so loudly." steve joked, covering his ears in a joking manner. you rolled your eyes and laughed, walking over to the table and helped him dish the food out.

a few seconds later, you heard tiny footsteps running down the stairs and onto the hardwood floor. your brother stood beside you and looked at steve. steve smiled at him and ruffled his hair. "hey, little man." he said, making your brother laugh. steve pulled out a chair and lifted your brother up, setting him down on the chair and handing him a plate full of food. he also pulled out a chair for you before sitting down beside you. you spoke to steve as you ate the food, your brother sitting across from you making a huge mess. once you had all finished, you took the plates to the counter and emptied any leftover food into the bin. you turned around and saw your brother sitting in his chair, food dropped all down his t-shirt. you groaned and sat the now empty plates into the sink. "come on. into your pyjamas, y/b/n." you told him, taking his hand and helping him off the chair. you walked upstairs towards his room and grabbed some of his pyjamas for him.

once he was finished, you walked back downstairs with him, seeing steve in the kitchen putting the now clean dishes away. "look at you. like a little housewife." you joked. steve turned to face you and splashed water over at you. you dodged it amd walked into the living room with your brother. he sat on the couch and you sat on the other side, putting a random movie on. steve walked in a few minutes later, sitting beside you and wrapping his arm around your shoulders. you smiled and placed your head on his shoulder. steve pressed a few kisses to the top of your head, making you giggle slightly. the hand that was draped over your shoulder slowly twirled the end of your hair on his fingers as you he rested his head on yours and watched the movie. the movie had finished and you realised what time it was. "okay, y/b/n, it's past your bedtime." you said, getting up and stretching. your brother remained sitting on the couch and crossed his arms. "don't be stubborn, come on." you said, holding your hand out but he just shook his head. you groaned. "i'm tried. come on, just go to bed." you basically pleaded. your brother shook his head once again. "i don't want to go to bed!" he protested. you sighed and this is when steve jumped in.

"you have to go to bed, little man, so you can grow big and strong." steve told your brother, tickling him slightly. your bother giggled. "like you?" he asked steve. steve smiled smugly at himself and you rolled your eyes. "yeah, exactly like me." he replied. your brother went quiet and eventually jumped off the couch. steve got up too and picked your brother up, making him squeal. "all aboard the y/l/n plane." he said, holding your brother up and making propeller sounds as he walked quickly around the living room and upstairs. you could hear your brother squeal, laugh and cheer as steve did so. you laughed too and followed them upstairs. you were going to tuck your brother in but steve bet you to it. "so... are you two getting married?" you heard your brother. "who? me and y/n?" steve said. you stood outside the bedroom door and saw your brother nod. "not right now, buddy." steve said as he finished tucking him in. "then when?" he asked. "hm, maybe in a few years." steve replied, standing up. "you just go to sleep and in the morning, you'll feel really strong." he added. your brother smiled at him and moved around a bit before closing his eyes.

steve walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him. he saw you stand outside the door, a smile plastered on your face. steve smiled and looked at you. "what?" he asked. "we're getting married in a few years?" you asked him. steve's eyes widened and his cheeks went a little pink. "you heard that?" he asked and you nodded. "don't get all worried. i thought it was cute." you smiled and walked to your own bedroom. steve followed after you. he stopped when he saw the cut phone cord. "what happened to your phone?" he asked. you laughed. "that little devil in there." you said, gesturing out into the hall. "he cut your phone cord? that's why i was cut off?" he asked and you nodded. steve laughed and walked to your closet, searching around for some clothes he left at your house a few weeks ago. once he found them, he walked into the bathroom and changed. you quickly changed into some pyjamas. you folded your clothes and placed them in your closet. steve walked in just as you were getting into your bed. he put his folded clothes away and got into the bed beside you. he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you as close to him as he could get you, your head resting on his chest. "so... how long is a few years?" you asked him. steve let out a chuckle. "can't tell you. you'd be able to find out my whole proposal plan." he replied. you smiled up at him. "that's so unfair." you told him. "it is not. it's reasonable." he said. you shook your head and yawned. "go to sleep." he told you. "why? so i can get big and strong?" you joked. steve laughed. "exactly." he said, leaning down and kissing you. you smiled and placed your head back on his chest, your eyes slowly closing.

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