even weirder stuff || stranger things x female reader (season two)

three - bullshit

Wednesday, October 31, 1984

"GIRLS ON FILM!" You sing along with Kazuo as you dance together -or crazily jump around, he wasn't the best dancer. It didn't matter though, you were having a lot of fun. "GIRLS ON FILM!"

As you throw your arms up in the air, you catch sight of Steve rushing out of the bathroom and towards the front door. This kills your whole mood, and your arms fall back to your side. Your eyes follow him as he bumps into Jonathan Byers -you frown, wondering what he was doing here- and slams the door on his way out.

"Shit," you sigh.

"What?" Kazuo notices your shift in behavior, surely because he was left alone jumping like an idiot.

"I, uh, I think I have to go. There's something wrong with my brother."

"Oh," worry flashes in his eyes for a second. "Uh, good luck."

"I'll see you tomorrow," you pat his shoulder. "Probably. Don't let people get you drunk against your will!"

"Noted!"

You make your way to Jonathan with great difficulty, pushing a few intoxicated dancers away.

"Jonathan," you catch the boy's attention, and he turns around. "Do you know what's going on?"

"(Y/n), hi," he seems surprised to see you here. "Uh, I think Steve and Nancy might have fought in the bathroom. He looked pretty pissed..."

"Yeah," you nod, looking back at the door. "I'll go check on him. Can you make sure Nancy doesn't get in any trouble? She seemed wasted earlier."

"Yeah, sure."

You escape the house, enjoying the fresh air against your sweaty skin. Steve was leaning against his car, arms crossed over his chest and looking down. Damn.

"Ayo," you sit on the hood of the car next to him.

"What do you want?" He mumbles rather harshly.

"I'm checking up on you. Tell me about your girl problems."

"Don't want to."

"Alright, fair enough. Let's go home then."

"You wanna go home so early?" His head snaps up, and you shrug.

"Well, you're clearly not in the mood to party, and I'm tired. Let's go home."

"We have to drive Nancy back too, though," he sighs. "We can't leave her there."

"Ah, right. Shit."

You both look back at the house in silence for a while, until the front door opens, revealing Jonathan helping Nancy walk.

"Looks like we won't have to," you state, watching him basically carry her to his car. Nancy mutters a few words, among which you can decipher 'bullshit'.

Steve doesn't answer, so you turn to glance at him and feel surprised to see him look hurt. It was so unusual for your brother to show such feelings that it left you speechless for a few seconds, and you didn't know what to do.

"Let's go," you wrap your arm around his and pull him towards the car door. He doesn't resist and sits behind the wheel silently, watching Nancy get into Jonathan's car as you go around to plop yourself in the passenger's seat. "Steve..."

"She said it's bullshit," he confesses, leaving you slightly confused.

"Uh?"

"Us. Our couple. She said... She said we're pretending to be in love, but I'm in love, I'm very much in love. But Nancy... She doesn't love me."