Caught In The Loop | Steve Harrington X Reader

~14~ A Final Confession <3

We got back to his place and Will was still asleep. I assume they used some sort of drug on him. Jonathan's talking to him, apologizing to him for maybe not being around. Nancy's comforting him and she should be.

Steve stands thoughtfully as do I. Now that I've calmed down it is. Hopper questioned who I was before and the kids and Steve helped explain to me but just the little things. Currently, he's talking on the phone.

I glance up as Steve walks away, out of the main room. I sigh, lowering my head.

No. No me and Steve have a rocky friendship right now. If there's anything I can do, it's talk to him right now while I still have the chance because there is nothing else that I can do. I follow him through the hall as he goes into an empty spare room. Literally. Empty or at least filled with boxes and nothing more. The kids sit at a table silently.

"Steve..?" My voice comes out in a hushed whisper.

This is one room that has been rarely effected by the vine drawings. This isn't Jonathan's room. Or Will's or even Joyce's. It's empty.

He turns to me and frowns, I shut the door behind me. "How are you feeling?"

"Probably the same as everyone else. Confused. Scared. On edge."

He nods silently. I look down. "Will there ever be a right time to talk about what I think it is?"

He stays silent for a moment so I look up. He contemplates it. "I don't know."

I sigh rubbing the back of my neck. "Maybe try."

He gives me a weird look. "Everyone's on edge as those things run around out there. If you wanna say it. This may be your last chance."

I instantly regret the words that come out my mouth when his eyes widen and I take a step back.

"I-Sorry I shouldn't have-"

"No, it's fine."

Steve walks up to me and locks the door. I turn to him and he stares down at me. "That one night...when me and you."

I feel my heart pound in my chest. "Talking about it here is not the wisest plan but I may not get another chance to tell you..."

He steps away from me and paces around the room in an odd jumbled manner. "I know...it...it was bad and we were both drunk. We shouldn't have done it but..." His voice croaks a little.

We're close enough to each other that he takes his hands in mine and looks down fondly. "Whatever happened that night. I..."

He looks away for a moment, hesitant to get the words out.

"Steve..?"

"I meant it."

My eyes widen with shock. He...meant it?

"When you...slept with me?"

"I know I know. That sounds rediculous." He says still clutching my hands.

"But you were there for me when Nancy had broken up with me. Ever since you've arrived, you've been around. You were with both of us at the beginning but you stayed with me when I was..."

"When you needed someone to talk to and have your shoulder." I finish.

"Exactly." He whispers.

"I don't want you to think of that as a bad night or a mistake or whatever! You've been there this whole time and you're still here. This week has been absolutely crazy and insane but spending time with you and...the kids too I guess. Has made me realize something."