Tell me, how does it feel to have my teeth in your heart?
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steve harrington x fem!oc
stranger things ╱ season 2-5
cross posted on ao3 by cosmiclovrs
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Knight in Shining Farrah Fawcett Spray
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STEVE WAS HURTING all over. It was the first thing he felt when he came to — the pain. Which wasn't a surprise, considering the number Billy did on him. The adrenaline coursing through his veins during the fight had ebbed away, replaced by a dull throbbing in his face. His nose might've been broken; he wouldn't be surprised if it was. His breaths were shallow, lungs burning whenever he inhaled.
Peeling his eyes open, he blinked until the world stopped being a smear of colors mashed together. His brows crinkled as a familiar face came into view.
"Nancy?"
Wrong sibling. Mike, with a gasoline can resting in his lap, scrunched up his face.
Still disoriented, Steve craned his neck — only to find he was crammed into the backseat of a car with the boys, and they were carrying him.
"W-what's going on?"
"You were out for a while," a voice echoed, cutting through the ringing in his ears. It was sweet music, a symphony that swelled over the static. He turned to the driver's seat and met a beautiful face. Hair, with streaks white as snow, glowed like a halo in the muted light... Except, yeah. He definitely wasn't in heaven. And this was no angel. "Welcome back, pretty boy."
"Rhia," he groaned weakly, reaching for the ice pack that Dustin had pressed to his forehead. He felt like he'd been tossed around like a rag doll. "Where are we?"
"Don't touch it," Dustin warned, shushing him. "It's okay, buddy. He kicked your ass, but you put up a good fight. Even defended Rhiannon's honor."
"Our knight in shining Farrah Fawcett spray," Rhiannon mumbled as she sped down a dimly lit street. She kept restlessly chewing on her bottom lip, looking just about seconds from losing her cool.
"Why're we going so fast?" Steve slurred. He wavered when he realized what they intended to do, which was never part of the plan.
"Stevie, hey, it's okay," Rhiannon soothed. "It'll be over soon."
