Caught In The Loop | Steve Harrington X Reader

~006~ What Happened?

I groan as I lift my heavy head from the bed. I look around, my eyes wide. 

Where am I?

I manage to push myself off the bed and go to the door. I smell breakfast being made in the kitchen so I curiously walk down the stairs.

"Steve?"

His head turns in my direction and he gives me a sad look.

"Morning."

"Where am I?"

He pauses. "At my house?"

My eyes widen. "Why?"

He sighs and takes a deep breath in. "What...what do you remember last night?"

I try to think for a moment. "The party. Billy doing his drinking thingy. Then dancing with you guys."

And suddenly it hits me. "Nancy. Oh, God."

He turns away from me and I sigh. "Did...did she break up with you?"

"I think so." He mumbles.

Here was me thinking that Steve was such a dick and Nancy's dumped him. 

"The last thing I remember is offering to go to your house to talk it out, but why am I still here?"

He hesitates. "Steve?"

"You weren't sober. I got me and you a beer once you helped calm down. I wasn't drunk, but not sober enough to take you home. So I put you in the spare room."

I pause. Looking away. I hear Steve suddenly yell and I look up.

His hand is red, cut finger. "Shit! Go to the bathroom and get me a bandaid!" 

I nod, running upstairs. I look through the cabinet. I come back down with a bandaid and go over to Steve. 

"Okay, there. It should be wrapped up well." I noticed he was looking at me the entire time that I put it on him. Then I glance at him. I sigh, wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm sorry for being so mean to you when I first met you. I'm just...sorry."

He silently wraps his arms around me, I manage to reach my arm over and turn the stove off. For a couple of moments, we just stand there. Hugging.

"I thought she loved me." He whimpers.

I shut my eyes and hold him close. One hand on the back of his head and the other on his back. He has both arms around my back.

"In a time. She probably did. But it'll be a good idea to talk to her about it. About last night."

"Are you going to eavesdrop again?" He asks.

"No way. I have Billy to deal with. I didn't go home last night and he's gonna want to know why."

Steve nods silently and continues to cook breakfast.

"Hey, Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"Did we do anything stupid? Or did I?" I ask hesitantly.

"No. You were drunk so you fell over a couple times. You hissed and whined a lot but I wouldn't call it stupid."

I nod silently. "You really loved Nancy, didn't you?" I ask him. He nods silently.

"Well."

He turns to look at me. "If you need any emotional or mental support. Just ring me okay?"

I give him the number on a small slip of paper. The number to my home phone. He smiles gently.

"Thanks."