❝ Dream Boy ❞
a collection of steve harrington imagines set both in canon hawkins ( with upside down ) and au hawkins ( without the upside down ) // centered around steve harrington x reader
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Steve got you what he hopes is the best christmas gift of all time, but he needs the others' help getting it all set up. he's hoping it'll all go to plan, but of course with these kids nothing goes perfect ♥️ Warnings: Just a bunch of Fluff.
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"C'mon, Henderson. You're crinkling the paper! Christ, lemme do it," Steve elbowed his way between Dustin and the present he was trying to wrap, shaking his head. "Have you ever wrapped a present before?" Steve gave him a look and Dustin scoffed.
"I'll have you know I wrap presents every year with my mother and she tells me they're perfect. Hm? Perfect. Thank you very much," the younger boy frowned and shoved the box and tape at Steve. "But please, by all means, go right ahead."
Robin snickered on the other side of the counter and Steve fixed her with a look. "You don't have any room to talk," he snipped, refolding the edge Dustin had just done to retape it.
"Is poor little Stevie nervous?"
Dustin snickered.
"You know I hate that," Steve grumbled, keeping his focus on the task at hand.
"Sure do, and that's why I love it," Robin teased, grinning as she stood from her chair and came around to ruffle Dustin's hair. "Look, Henderson and I got here way earlier than everyone else, to help I might add, and all we're doing is sitting here watching you anxiety spiral. C'mon, Steve. They're gonna be here soon." She folded her arms over her chest and Dustin copied her, both of them staring a hole into Steve as he smoothed the last piece of tape over the wrapping.
Letting out an exasperated sigh he ran his hands through his hair for the fiftieth time that night, making him look more like Doc Brown than Steve "the hair" Harrington, "I know, I know, Jesus. Just gimme a minute, I'm thinking."
It was the first time you'd all finally had time to actually do Christmas together and he'd offered his house for the party. Which, it did have plenty of space for everyone, and the tree in the living room looked incredible with the vaulted ceilings and glittering lights, but he was beginning to regret it. What if you hated his gift? What if he completely fucked it up? And in front of literally everyone no less.
"Harrington, get out of your head. Let us help," Robin repeated, grabbing him by the shoulders as she leaned down to catch his eyes, "C'mon."
"Yeah, she's gonna totally freak out. It's perfect, dunno why you're so stressed out, buddy," Dustin chimed in, taking the finished gift from the counter and nudging Steve's arm with it. "I'll go get it under the tree."
"Yeah. Yeah, okay," Steve sighed again and plopped down in the chair at the counter, drumming his fingers nervously on the marble top.
"Steve. Seriously. It's sweet, she's gonna love it," Robin's voice was softer and warmer after Dustin left the room. Covering his nervous fingers with her hand she gave it a gentle squeeze.
