Steve Harrington Imagines

Shower

Shower

Steve's POV

"Steve stop being a child and go tell Y/n that you like her, I don't know why you're taking so long." I groaned, why do I only have middle school aged friends who still know more than me about girls?

"I don't know, maybe because I fear rejection from one of my best friends?"

"Listen, I've heard her talk about liking you. I've heard her on the phone with her friends, I've heard her talking to mom, I've heard everything. She likes you, I've told you that before too. You're just a big woosie." Dustin said with one of his stupid grins.

"I am not a woosie." They all laughed at my statement.

"Oh yeah? Go tell her you like her right now if you're not." Max stayed.

"Right now?" I was nervous, I could hear her already shoot me down.

"Right. Now." They all said in unison.

"Fine. I'm going right now." I got up and walked to the front door. I looked back at the kids and saluted them for good measure. They all stood and saluted back. This was my shot.

I got to Y/n's house and parked out front. I walked through the back door and snuck up to her room. I heard the shower running from down the hall and noticed her room was empty. I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

"Mom?" I heard Y/n ask.

"Uhh no it's me Steve." She flung open the shower curtain just enough for her head to pop out.

"What are you doing in here?" I fiddled my thumbs together, I can't believe I was going to actually admit my feelings.

"I really need to talk to you about something." She looked at me puzzled for a second.

"Can it wait? Until I'm, um, not in the shower?"

"Nope it has to happen right now. Or else it never will." She sighed.

"I mean this is a little weird yeah?" I realized how strange it was, me standing in her bathroom while she was showering. I didn't plan this very well.

"Oh, I mean yeah now that I think about it maybe this wasn't the best time for me to come talk to you. I guess I could wait until you're done-"

"Hey sweetie, I'm coming in for a second." Both our eyes went wide when her mother started turning the door handle. Her mom has not been a fan of me for a while so we avoid contact. Especially in situations where Y/n is naked.. not that there's ever been a situation of that nature. Sadly.

Y/n grabbed my hand and opened the shower curtain pulling me in and shutting it quickly making sure her mom couldn't see me. It all happened so fast I didn't fully come to terms with where I was, so my eyes wondered. Wow.

She quickly covered my mouth and I closed my eyes as stiff as I could.

Y/n POV

Did I really just pull one of my oldest best friends into the shower with me? Oh my god, he totally just saw me naked and I didn't think twice about it. What if he thinks I'm ugly? Why did he shut his eyes?

"So, I'm going out with some friends tonight could you watch Dustin? He gets so bored, oh maybe you guys could go to the arcade? Maybe Steve will be there! Oh you need to let him know how you-"

"Yes mom I can watch Dustin. Can you leave so I can finish my shower?" I said quickly, trying to hide the blush in my cheeks even when Steve's eyes were shut.

"Oh sorry sweetie, I'm going, I'm going, have a good night! Love you."

"Love you too mom.." she finally left and I uncovered Steve's mouth. "Did you really sneak a peek with my mom in here?"  He raised his hands in defense.

"Hey I'm sorry, I really wasn't sure what was going on and like I looked and saw you, I really didn't mean it. Uhh you're absolutely breath taking if that helps. Clothed or not." That damn blush was back.

"Get out." I said trying to hide the smile creeping through. He got out, poor guy was now soaking wet..

"Theres some sweats and one of your sweatshirts in my closet if you want to throw your clothes in the dryer!" He walked out and I wrapped a towel around myself.

What's wrong with me? Pulling him into the shower? Was my brain malfunctioning or something? I don't even understand how my hand went to grab him without me knowing... I'm so stupid! I opened my bedroom door and saw Steve. Ass naked. Standing in the middle of my room.

My eyes traveled again without my permission and my cheeks went hot immediately.

"Oh fuck I'm sorry!" I slammed my door shut and both of us erupted  into laughter. He came back and opened the door when he was fully clothed and I walked straight to my closet to change.

"Oh hey what did you want to tell me?" As soon as the last word left my mouth Steve Harrington planted one on me. Totally out of the blue. Best friend since 3rd grade even through his douche bag stage was kissing me in the middle of my room after both of us had seen each other naked. What a day. He pulled away and let out a shaky breath.

"I like you. I've liked you for a while and I was too scared to get rejected by you or to ruin our friendship that I just never said anything and I'm sorry. You're just the most beautiful and amazing and wonderful and smart and kind person I know. How could I not fall in love with you?" I was awe struck.

"Steve.. I"

"I don't want to hear you say you hate me or think I'm gross or something so I'm just going to leave. I'm sorry about that.." I grabbed his hand as he was walking away.

"Steve I like you too.." I looked up at him through my eyelashes slightly embarrassed for no apparent reason. His smile grew 5X the normal size and he jumped around to face my completely.

"Wait really?! Oh my god! YES!" He pulled my into a hug and held me so tight I could have passed out, if I didn't has so much adrenaline running through my veins.

"Steve, dying..." I said through forced breaths.

"Oh shit sorry.." he let go of me quickly and looked into my eyes. I could tell he was letting me see his feelings now, rather than hiding them like he has in the past.

"You're so beautiful.." I blushed at the compliment.

"And you're so dorky.." I said in the same tone of voice as his.

"Wow, I just complimented you and that's what you come back with? That's so rude!"