𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 -- s. harrington

→ thirty-four.

ANDREA STARED UP at the vent above her head, wondering who exactly was going through the tiny space. Surely none of their group would fit through that tiny vent, not even Dustin. She pursed her lips, trying to think of a small child that would actually fit through. She knew that Valorie would definitely fit through that tiny space, but her kid sister was nowhere to be found and she assumed she was with Max and Eleven.

          Steve walked over to his girlfriend and snaked his arms around her waist, giving her body a light squeeze before propping his chin on her shoulder. "What're you thinking about?" He asked softly into her ear, his breath making chills run down over her spine.

          "How the hell are we getting to that room?" Andrea questioned and furrowed her eyebrows.

          Steve leaned away from Andrea and turned her around to face him, smiling once their eyes met. "We don't need to worry about that right now," he muttered and closed his eyes, bringing his lips in to touch Andrea's.

          Andrea closed her eyes and kissed back with a little too much force than she meant to but she obviously wasn't going to stop. She slipped her arms up around Steve's neck and run her fingers through his hair, pulling him down closer so their lips were pressed together even more.

          Steve planted his hands on Andrea's hips and gently pushed her up against the wall, not daring to break the contact between them. He melted deeper within the kiss and tasting strawberries and vanilla from Andrea's soft, pink lips only made it harder to pull away.

          Dustin pushed open the swinging door that led to the back room and his eyes shot open as he stared at the couple in the intense lip-lock. He brought a hand up and shielded his eyes to save himself from seeing anything else. "Excuse you!" The young boy exclaimed, his voice high and squeaky. He could feel his cheeks and ears getting hot from embarrassment and he swallowed hard to keep himself from letting out another scream.

          Andrea pushed Steve away and looked around his arm to see Dustin standing near the door, his eyes covered with his hand. The blonde cleared her throat and stepped away from Steve, tucking her hair behind her ear as she rubbed her lips together. "Hey, Dustin," she said softly and walked toward the boy.

          Steve turned around slowly and blinked at the younger boy, his cheeks running hot. He scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat. "What did you want?" He asked, his voice cracking which only made his cheeks even hotter.

          Andrea took Dustin's hand in hers and lowered it from his face, forcing a small smile when their eyes met. "I'm sorry," she whispered softly and rested a hand on the side of the boy's face, patting his cheek lightly. "Won't happen again, I promise."

          Dustin blinked at the two teenagers, trying to find words but nothing formed. He cleared his throat and took a step back from his babysitter, causing her hand to drop to her side. "Steve, you've got customers," he finally said and met the older boy's eyes. "Go. Now."

          Steve nodded and grabbed his hat from the table beside him, slipping it on over his head quickly as he walked toward Dustin and Andrea. He placed a quick kiss on Andrea's cheek and patted Dustin's head before pushing out of the backroom to serve his customers, hoping and praying that the redness had disappeared from his cheeks.

          "You knew I was out there, why were you sucking face with Steve?" Dustin asked harshly, causing the girl's eyes to widen at his tone. He huffed out a sigh and rested his hands on Andrea's arms, forcing a smile. "In case you've forgotten, Andy, I look at you like an older sister now that I'm dating Suzie, which means I do not want to see you and your boyfriend making out!" He snapped loudly, causing Steve to cringe at the boy's voice - if Steve could hear it, so could the customers he was slinging ice cream for.