Steve Harrington Imagines

Rainy days

I was laying in bed per usual on a rainy Saturday morning when I heard my door bell ring, my dad wasn't home nor would he ring the doorbell.. walking downstairs I opened the door to see none other than Steve Harrington.

"Steve? Uhhh can I help you with something?" He was drenched from the rain and was shivering from the cold, I motioned for him to come in and shut the door behind him. He didn't say anything to me and just burst into tears. Steve and I weren't super close anymore, we use to be best friends in middle school but once we hit freshmen year everything changed.

"I fucked up y/n.." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"What happened?" He just shook his head, sobbing in the middle of my entry way. What does one do in such a situation? "Stevie... are you in trouble?" I thought maybe the old nickname would crack him open.

"I got in a huge fight with my dad and I told my mom he cheated on her, and he didn't y/n but I was so mad, so mad that my mom lets him treat us the way he does. It just slipped out and now their whole relationship is going to be in shambles because of something I said that's not even true.." he spoke a million miles an hour that I barely even understood what he was saying.

"Hey hey, calm down." I placed a soothing hand on his forearm cause him to look up at me. His big brown eyes looked at me as tears fell down his cheeks. "Come on, lets go get you something to change into." He nodded and followed me up into my room.

"I have a random box of clothes that are too big for me if you want to search through them so we can wash and dry your clothes..?" He just sniffled and nodded, looking through the box and picking out a large black t shirt and some grey sweatpants. God, why'd he have to choose the grey sweatpants?

"Umm, if you just want to change in the bathroom and then give me your clothes I'll wash them." I want to walk out when I heard the quietest I'd voices come from behind me.

"Am I a terrible person?" I turned around at his sudden question.

"Of course not Stevie, you're angry, and anger makes us act in strange ways." He lifted his shirt off and I stared for longer than I should have. He was slightly toned, but not over muscly. He looked great.

"If you want you can take a picture." He snickered. Same old Steve. I rushed downstairs to throw his shirt in the wash as I waited for him to bring down his pants. Throwing everything in the washer we walked to the living room.

"Want to watch a movie?" I wasn't so sure how much he'd want to watch a movie, he was never an avid movie watcher.

"That sounds amazing right now." I smiled to myself picking out a good scary one, there's nothing better than a scary movie on a rainy day.

As the movie played I hadn't realized how close Steve and I had gotten, I guess I was so focused on the movie I didn't notice him scoot closer. Moments before a jump scare happened Steve quickly jabbed my sides and yelled "BOO" as loud as he could. I jumped nearly 2 feet in the air all while screaming as loud as I could.

I fell to the ground while Steve fell as well trying to catch me before I hit the hardwood floors.

"You're such a baby.." Steve trailed off noticing our faces only being centimeters apart. I noticed him flicker his eyes down to my lips while I was doing the same to him. Just as we were about to kiss the dryer buzzer went off and we both got up as quick as we could. Suddenly there's was an awkward tension in the air.

"I should go grab those.." I hurriedly walked to the dryer and grabbed his clothes, before going up to my room to grab his wallet I felt something behind me. I turned around only to be met by Steve, so close I could feel his breath on my face, he was looking down at me as if contemplating what he should do. He placed his hands on either of my hips, my heart pounding in my chest I swear he could hear it in his own ears.

"You're so beautiful y/n..." I gasped as he connected our lips together. Backing us up my back hit the wall, feeling him press into me as his lips glided with mine. He grabbed my thighs and picked me up, wrapping my legs around him and placing my arms around his neck he deepened the kiss. Our tongues battled for what felt like years. I was in awe. I've been waiting to kiss him forever. He pulled away, dropping me almost scared at what his actions may cause between us.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself.." I laughed at his confession.

"Don't be sorry, I've been wanting to do that for years."

"And why am I just now hearing this?" And before I could reply I felt his lips back on mine.