β’ The Best Hargrove β’ Steve Harrington x Reader β’
"She's smart, way smarter than me.. y'know she can crack top secret Russian codes, she's honestly unlike anyone i've ever even met before.." his words caused so many butterflies to bloom in your stomach, so many thoughts rush to your head, so many words to say, so many feelings, yet you don't know where to start.. all you could do is stay silent.
"Y/N? Y/N, did you just OD in there?" he gently taps on the wall. "No.. I am still alive" you let out a sigh of relief. He slides under the wall into your stall. "The floor's disgusting" you chuckle. "Yeah, well, i've already got a bunch of blood and puke all over my shirt, so.." he explains.
"Listen, about what I said I-" you cut him off. "Steve, shh" you place a finger over your mouth. You lean in, looking him straight in the eye. You are reluctant at first, but you have nothing to lose now, and it's now or never..
You lean in, your lips now centimetres away from colliding. Finally afte a few good seconds of thought, you connect your lips with his, but quickly pull away realizing what you've done. "I'm sorry, I-" you're interrupted bu Steve pulling you in by the neck and kissing you again, but this time, he deepened it. This time, it felt more real, more meaningful.
Your hands slither up to the sides of his face. After a few more seconds, you both finally pull away. "So, not to jump into anything so fast but, does this mean you'll be my girlfriend..?" he asks, his hands still cupping your face. "Yes, I will be your girlfriend, Steve harrington.."
"God, I can't believe I just got into a relationship with a Hargrove.. Y/N Hargrove, the best Hargrove.."
