princeofwinter
The sterile air of the hospital room was thick with panic. The erratic blare of the heart monitors competed with Dustin's frantic, breathless pacing, but Steve Harrington wasn't hearing a word of it. He was trapped somewhere else entirely, his eyes locked blindly on the blank wall, his body rigid and completely shut down.
"Move," Sierra breathed. Her voice was a quiet command that cut straight through the noise as she slipped past a spiraling Eddie Munson.
The second her fingers curled around Steve's forearm, the invisible spell shattered. A heavy shudder ripped through his chest, and the white-knuckled death grip he held on the thin hospital sheets instantly surrendered. He let out a ragged, trembling exhale and finally looked up at her, his dark eyes bruised, glassy, and stripped of all his usual armor.
Eddie's frantic rambling ground to a dead halt. The words died in his throat, replaced by a sudden, heavy silence. His gaze flicked from the gentle, grounding anchor of Sierra's hand on Steve's skin, up to Steve's face. He watched the way Steve was looking at her-like he was drowning, and she was the only oxygen left in the room.
"Oh," Eddie breathed, the realization hitting him with the force of a physical blow. A slow, stunned realization crept across his face. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me."
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He was looking for the right words; she was writing them. From small anonymous conversations etched into a desk to the desperate, blood-stained maps drawn in the dirt of the Upside Down. Sierra Munson spent her life in the margins, the organized sister to a chaotic stepbrother, but Steve Harrington is starting to realize that the margins are where the real story is told. Now, he's not just looking for words-he's looking for a way to keep her from being a casualty of a war neither of them ever asked to fight.
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Steve Harrington X Female OC
Season 1-5
!!Slow burn!!
!!"Strangers" to lovers!!