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Steve HarringtonxReader

"stay please"

"Stay, please, baby, stay." Steve murmured, reaching for (Y/N)'s arm as he tossed and turned in his sleep.

"Steve, Stevie, it's just a dream" She breathed, shaking his shoulders ever so slightly, "Come on, wake up."

"Jesus!" Steve woke with a start, gripping the sheets around both their bodies in confusion.

"Steve!" She shook him again, and his face fell, "I'm sorry."

"Baby, it's okay, it's so okay." (Y/N) squeezed his hand, but he wouldn't meet her worried eyes, "Hey, look at me. Talk to me."

He'd been having nightmares for weeks now, about the Upside-down or Hawkins Lab, it varied every time, but they never let him sleep through the night.

The dark circles under his eyes had become permanent, and (Y/N) found herself up late at night worrying about his mental health. Over time he'd slowed down, started laughing less and smoking more. The gradual change in her boyfriend had been all too obvious to (Y/N), and she'd always told herself she could help him. Heal him.

But now she just felt overwhelmed.

"(Y/N), I..." Steve ran a hand through his hair, mussed up from tossing and turning through the night, "I don't even know how."

"Baby, please." She pleaded with him, putting a hand to his cheek- still clammy with sweat, "I'm worried about you."

"I know you are, and, God, I just feel so shitty that I'm the only one who's still affected by all the shit that happened." He looked at her with so much regret, with so much vulnerability that she couldn't help but love him even more.

"No you're not." (Y/N) said slowly, "Everyone's still hurting, Steve, don't think for a second that makes you weak or some egocentric shit like that, babe."

"Every time I try to close my eyes I see you, and we're in that lab. You're strapped to the chair but I can't help you. Then, I mean Dustin's somehow there, cause the kid's everywhere, and then I'm the guy in the lab coat. And, And..." He bit his lip, "And I can't stop myself, or even control anything that's happening. And you're yelling and crying, and Dustin's just kind of standing their like a weirdo, but I can't help you. I'm the one hurting you instead."

"(Y/N)," He paused and turned to her, "I'm supposed to be loving you but I think I'm just hurting you."

"Steve Harrington, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me." She whispered, and believed every word