My Significant Bother || Steve Harrington × Reader

The Upside Down

We arrived at the Byers house, I grabbed my bag and axe and headed inside to set up.

We screwed in all the lightbulbs back into the lights that hung from the walls and ceiling. I poured gasoline around the house and in a line towards the hall by the bedrooms. Nancy loaded her gun while Jonathan hammered nails into the bat. I watched with worry as they set up the Bear trap and sighed in relief when they did it.

I put my bag on the couch and put my axe onto the table.

We stood in the middle of the living room. We each held a kitchen knife. "Remember..." Jonathan began. "Straight into Will's room. And." Nancy continued. "Don't step on the trap." I said. "Wait for the yo-yo to move." Nancy said.  "Then..."  Jonathan flicked the lighter cap up and turned it on. He closed the cap and tossed it to me. "All right. You ready?" Jonathan asked us. "Ready." We repsonded. "On three. One... two..." Jonathan began. "You know I'm not so sure how ready I am for this I mean-" I began to panic. "Stop talking." Nancy said. "I'm just saying, we don't have to-" "Three." Nancy said as we all hesitantly cut out palms.

I gagged. "I'm gonna throw up, oh my God it stings. Why did I agree to this, Jesus." I said as I held my hand. Jonathan came over to me and helped me clean my hand and wrap it. I'm pretty sure he was trying not to laugh at me in the process. "You can handle a punch to the face but not this?" He asked. "It's two completely different things." I argued.

As he wrapped my hand he lifted my sleeve up revealing part of my wrist. "I- I got it from here. Thanks." I said as I pulled away and finished wrapping my hand.

Jonathan helped Nancy and Nancy helped Jonathan while I swung my axe around. "What's that thing going to do?" Jonathan asked. "I have no clue but It's either this or I use you as a human shield." I teased.

There was an awkward silence as Nancy and Jonathan looked into each other's eyes.

"Did you hear that?" I asked as I heard a noise. "It's just the wind." Jonathan said as Nancy shifted uncomfortably. "Don't worry.
My mom, she said the lights speak when it comes." Jonathan explained. "Speak?" Nancy asked. "Blink. Think of them as alarms." Jonathan said. "Is that too tight?" He asked as he finished wrapping Nancy's hand. "No, it's fine. Thanks."

I felt like a third wheel. "Nancy?" Jonathan asked. "Yeah?" She said as he looked at him.

I sighed in relief when someone started banging on the door. My relief was gone when I heard who it was. "Jonathan?" We heard Steve ask. "Are you there, man? It's... it's Steve! Listen, I just want to talk!" He said, his voice breaking in the process.

Nancy got up off the couch and answered the door. "Steve, listen to me." She said as she opened the door a little bit  "Hey. Nancy, what-" He got cut off. "You need to leave." Nancy demanded.  "What?" He stuttered.  "No, I'm not trying to start anything, okay?" He pleaded. "I don't care about that. You need to leave." "No, no, no. Listen, I messed up, okay? Really. Please.
I just want to make things right. Okay? Please. Please..." He explained.

I looked at Jonathan and silently mocked Steve as I made hand gestures and funny faces, causing Jonathan to smile.

"Hey, what happened to your hand?
Is that blood? Are you-" He asked, causing me to freeze. "Nothing. It was an accident." Nancy said as she pulled her hand away.

Steve pushed the door open "What's going on?" He asked as he looked around. "Nothing." Nancy said. "Wait a sec. Did he do this to you? What the fuck is she doing here?" He asked when he saw Jonathan and I. "No." She argued. "Nancy, let me in!" "No. No! No, Steve!"

The next thing we knew Steve pushed himself into the house, he stared at us in confusion. I glared at him. "What is... What the..." he said as he looked around. "You need to get out of here." Nancy said standing in front of him. "Listen to me. I'm not asking you," She said. "What is that smell? Is that... is that gasoline?" He asked. "Steve, get out!" Nancy said.