Permanent (Steve Harrington x reader)

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Y/n pov

I am currently in the gun shop. Today I was woken up by Robin and Nancy, I heavily slept in. We already have a plan. And that Eddie man we have been delivering to has a part to play. "Come to mama" I murmur under my breath as I see a flamethrower in-front of me in all its glory. Its squeaky clean, almost asking me to buy it. I take it off the shelf and am almost knocked over by the heaviness of this beast. I manage to practically drag it to the counter, taking a bit to breath after I plop it on the counter.

As I am practically losing my lungs to organ failure, I spot jason. Jason is a super nice guy, he looks out for others but just has a short temper and believes whole heartedly in revenge. I smile at him and go back to trying to restart my lungs as he walks to me. "Good morning y/n" he smiles to me as I smile back. "Hey Jason, what brings you to the gun shop?" I ask. "Just to keep myself safe" Jason laughs as I agree. "Same here, you don't know what force is tampering with Hawkins" I laugh as he gives a confused smile. "With a flamethrower?"he half asks, half laughs. "Well, you know me! Mrs extremist, actually can you help me figure the controls of this out? The man at the counter seems busy" I ask, not lying. Jason nods and starts showing me how to use it.

<robin pov>
"Ooh Steve its a katana" I laugh, whipping it out and waving it around like a hazard. He doesn't respond. "Uh Steve? Look I have a Katana!" I repeat, this dickhead ignoring me. I look to him and he's staring at y/n, who's laughing and listening to Jason instructing her how to use the flamethrower. "STEVE!" I half shout as I poke him. "What Robin?" He asks as he turns to me and my katana. "Are you jealous of Jason?" I laugh as Steve violently shakes his head. "NO NO NO, no robin. Its not that" he denies as I laugh "riiight" I laugh as he groans. "Anyways look at this cool katana I found" i laugh as I swing it at him. "HAZARDS EXIST ROBINN" he shouts as I put the katana back.

Y/n pov

Jason leaves the shop and I heave my flamethrower over to Steve and Robin. "Guys look! A flamethrower!" I say as I ignite a small spark on it, making the both jump. I put out the flame and pop it in the cart. "Whats wrong Harrington, scaaaaared?" I tease as I put my face close to his. "No! Just, shocked" he laughs as he blushes. I slap his cheeks lightly as I laugh. "Wouldn't want your pretty face getting burnt!" I smile as I walk away from him and go to my brother.

"Dustin! Put that mage down!" I say is I gently take it from him snd put it back. "You could of killed someone you stupid little boy!" I half laugh, half sigh. "Im not a small boy!" Dustin snaps as I laugh. We look at more safe weaponry as I feel hands around my stomach and then Robins dragging me away. Dustin turns to me and I shrug. Me and Robin are such good friends I don't question it. As robin drags me to a side, I quickly panic as I see Steve. My heart races as I get red in the face. I start kicking and struggling like a baby. It's to no avail as I am successfully dragged.

"Do you think this gun or this gun is better?"Robin asks as I notice Steve is blushing. I smile at him and turn back to Robin, choosing my pick. And soon enough me and Steve are chatting as we all walk out. I'm somehow holding on his arm. "Can we hang out in that field first, enjoy before danger comes?" I point to the field across from us. "Thats a good idea" Nancy points out. "And also to sharpen knives"

Time skip you and Steve are waiting for Robin to finish preparing

Me and Steve are laying down in the feild, his arm is around me. "We've never even had a fight!" I laugh as he laughs back. "Yeah we did" he tells me. I give him a confused look and a shocked one as his face morphs into dads. "Dad?" I whisper in a breathy voice as I hear the clank of pots and pans behind me.

Not this night again
Anything but this night.
Why can't I move on?
It always ling-

"IM PAYING THE FUCKING BILLS YOU WHORE!" Dad storms up to me, his face looking like he's about to explode. I want to change this moment and apologise. I open my mouth to speak, but I can. I am speaking, but its not what I want to say. Its like my body is a puppet right now. "THE BILLS WON'T MATTER IF YOU DONT   CARE ABOUT YOUR ONE SON!" I scream, his face scrunching up more. "WHAT I DO WITH MY SON IS MY BUISNESS, I DIDNT WANT THE FUCKER ANYWAYS AND I NEVER WANTED YOU, YOU ARE A WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT AND YOU HAVE NEVER AMOUNTED TO ANYTHING! START A SPORT FOR FUCKS SAKE OR GET A HOBBY!" He screams as I feel a fist collide with my cheek as my head is directed to the side with his punch, and I stumble back a bit. Blood is flowing from my mouth as I scream "DONT THEN! DONT BE IN DUSTINS LIFE, DONT BE IN MUMS LIFE AND FOR FUCKS SAKE DONT THINK ABOUT TRYING TO BE ANYTHING BUT AN BASTARD THAT CANT OWN UP FOR THE RESULT OF HIM NOT KEEPING IT IN HIS PANTS! I JUST WISH YOU WOULD RUN AWAY AND NEVER COME BACK, LIFE WOULD HE SO MUCH BETTER IF YOU JUST DIED!" I scream as dad steps back in pure rage. I know what happens now. He leaves tomorrow and its my fault. Big crocodile tears have dampened my cheeks.

I fall to the floor and close my eyes, only when to opened them to be greeted to a new dimension like thing and its all red. In front of me I see Chrissy. I jump to her but fall right through, hitting my jaw in the ground.

Where am I?