There Are Quite A Few Hotchniss Episodes That Prove My Theory Of Them Being Soulmates But My Favorite

a/n: i want to clarify shortly that reader did survive, just isn't awake in this fic heh. sorry lovelies. lov ya.

request: Steve x reader where reader gets hurt badly by the demobats instead of eddie and Steve is trying to keep her alive. Angst but fluffy end where reader ends up surviving |PART TWO!|

warnings: little women spoilers lol, st vol. 2 spoilers ig, fluff and lil angst

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader (established relationship)

w/c: 1.5k

read part one here!

the room was white. too white.

steve had memorized it all by now, anyway. the white walls, white bedsheets, white tiles that built the floor, and the white, blinding, sickening lights.

the cold tones matched your skin, pale and just a tiny hue of pink covering your cheeks, assuring him that yes, you were alive, and yes, you did survive.

the room wasn't by any means homey. it was cold, with no windows except the one that let anyone outside in the hall watch into the intimacy of what was supposed to be a private room for you, where you could heal peacefully and without the eyes of anyone that'd want to look into the vulnerability of either you or steve.

the beeping sound of the machine beside you was far too familiar to steve— a sound he'd hear the entire time he was awake, and in his dreams, too.

he'd be visiting you all day long, everyday. he'd look at you, enjoying the way your features seemed so relax and trying to ignore the reason why this was like that was because you hadn't woken up since that day.

he'd read your favourite book, the same one you'd read to him on his bed, after fighting monsters and getting a new trauma to add to the list, while stroking his head and letting the sweet and steady sound of your heartbeat lull him to sleep.

"beth dies?!", he'd cry. "are you fucking kidding me?! she was my favourite one!" he'd always fall asleep before you got to read the sister's death to him. also, steve would know you'd argue with him about amy being the best character. "and from scarlet fever?! who dies from fucking scarlet fever?!" he'd complain. he'd also know you'd answer him something snarky. "she did, steve. along with thousands of people in fucking 1860s," he'd almost be able hear your voice.

he'd bring his walkman along, making a quick turn to the music store before driving to the hospital to buy the newest fleetwood mac album, then spending those rare nights he'd sleep at his house making you a cassette with all the songs so you'd be able to listen to it through his walkman— he'd put the headphones over yout head and let you listen to the entire album.

"s'cool, isn't it?" he'd sway his head to the song. "yeah, i listened to it on the radio the other day. figured you'd like this one the most," he'd say. "i'm still unable to understand your obsession with what's-his-name. is it because he has blue eyes? it is, isn't it?"

"does it mean you don't like my eyes, though?" he'd almost pout at the thought. his eyes were your favourite, and he knew it. him doubting it was only part of his dramatic antics. "babe?" he'd call, waiting for a response and sighing sadly when he wouldn't get any.

he'd also bring food for him and eat it next to you, talking about work, about the kids.

"max is doing so much better, too," he'd say, mouth full of chinese food, and he'd chew loudly— something you absolutely hated, but you weren't really awake to scold him, so he'd do it, anyway. either way, he'd try to annoy you even when you were phisically unable to annoy him back (all out of love, though). "her vision is getting better. it's still blurry, though. she complains about it a lot. but, hey, s'better than nothin', right?" he'd continue chewing. "doctors said she was probably never going to be able to see again. so, her actually seeing is huge."

"how's dustin doing?" he'd ask, as if he were repeating whatever you'd asked him. he'd sigh. "not so good. little dude's been in his room a lot. won't let any of us in," with a shake of his head, steve would continue. "i tried talking to him. hoped he'd open up a lil, y'know? and, i don' know. i miss him, too. he's my little brother."

then, at night, he'd bring the little sofa closer to your bed, grab your hand and rest his head on the mattress, so he was still looking at you while playing with your fingers. "i talked to your mom this morning." he'd confess. "she invited me over for breakfast, asked how i was doing."

then, when the hospital was quieter and dark from the lack of light outside, everyone sleeping when he should be, too, he'd let the emotions come in— a few tears falling from his eyes and a few quiet sobs shaking his body. "she's great. she— she misses you so much, baby," steve would wipe a tear away. "i don't think she's given up. i don't think she'll ever give up on you. i won't, either."

"you will wake up, sweetheart. i promise you you'll wake up."

and steve didn't believe in any god. but, that night, and every other night, steve would pray.

he'd pray for your eyes to open, pray to see the life in your eyes again. he'd pray to have those precious moments with you again, with you scolding him for chewing too loudly or talking with a mouthful. he'd pray to hear you comfort dustin and be there for max while she got her vision back. he'd just know dustin would open up as soon as he heard it was you on the other side of his door. because it was you. and you always made everything better.

and later, when the clock almost struck the early hours in the morning, sleep almost consuming his own figure, but his fingers still playing with yours, he'd ever so softly hum to your favourite song. the song you'd both dance to in his kitchen when his parents weren't around, when he'd cook you breakfast and you were fine and beautiful and awake. the song you'd listen to in the car, the windows down and the soft sway of your head to the beat of the music, and steve would have to make himself look forward before he got into a crash because he was too busy staring at you.

in the morning, he'd say good morning and tell you about his dream. his dreams and yours were always so crazy. you'd tell him it probably had to do with what you went through— traumas related to russians, monsters with heads similar to flowers but with teeth, gigantic spiders that controlled minds and a psicopath from another dimension that killed teens.

he'd only say he was glad they, at least, were dreams. it was your routine: you'd wake up next to each other, cuddling for a few minutes and talking about whatever crazy dream you had had while he played with your hair and you laid on his chest, legs interwined and sould that matched.

the mornings at the hospital, he'd quickly tell you his dream while eating the extra pudding the nurse secretly braught him, kiss your head and head off to work, working only one shift so he could make it back to you as quickly as possible.

he also knows you'd probably complain about that, too. something about not having to lose money from quitting a shift only for you. "gotta take care of my girl," he'd probably answer you. "it's not like i'm losing much, either, right? most exciting thing i could be missing out's keith actually getting a date from a costumer."

"robin says hi," he'd tell you as soon as he enters your room, bending down to kiss your head and sit on his usual spot next to your bed. "said she'll probably be joining us later tonight. said somethin' about bringing your favourite movie and some popcorn. what would you think of a movie night, pretty girl?" he'd ask. "like good ol' times, heh?"

at the memory, he'd smile sadly. he couldn't wait to do it again.

later that night, the tv would be closer to the bed, having had been rolled over by both robin and steve, each of them sitting on each side of the bed, back to the future playing on the tv. "d'ya think marty mcfly's hot?" steve would ask robin, who'd be chewing some popcorn while dropping a few more into her mouth. "dude, i'm gay," she'd remind him with a confused face. steve would nod. "yeah— i know, but she—,"he'd accuse you while pointing his thumb to you. "—had a crush on him when the movie came out."

"what year are we talking about?" she'd ask him. "last year."

"didn't you start dating like— days before christmas last year?"

"yeah, but that's not the point—"

robin would groan. "steve, you're, like, the most precious human being to her. seriously. she wouldn't shut the fuck up about you before you two got some ovaries and started fucking dating," she's reassure him, earning a bright smile from him. "she wouldn't?"

"never," robin would nod. "every day?" steve would ask. "every day." she'd confirm.

steve would look back to you, blushing and giving your cheek a kiss, grabbing your hand in his and playing with your fingers, like usual.

god, he couldn't wait to hear from you all you told robin about him.

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the boy - steve harrington

synopsis - in which steve makes it a mission to find out why the group has been ignoring you

pairing - steve harrington x fem!reader 

warning/s - none 

author's note - i saw a few comment about sabrina carpenter's song "because i liked a boy", and yes, i was inspired by that song to make the fanfic. anyways, here's the part two you guys asked for. hope y'all like it !! xx

hii !! i’ve been seeing a few mean comments about nancy, and i know she might be rude in this fanfic, but i will not tolerate nancy slanders.

part 1

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A week after you had confronted Nancy, Steve was getting a bit suspicious as to why the group has been ignoring you. Nobody told him anything, not even you. He needed to get to the bottom of this. 

He picked you up for school this morning, and while you were in the car, he decided to interrogate you. “So, do you have anything you want to tell me babe?” 

“Nope, not at all” you said as you forced a smile onto your face. Steve would be lying if he said he can’t see anything wrong with you, he can practically see right through you even from afar! “Mkay” He smiled back at you. Oh he knew for sure something was wrong. 

–

After he dropped you off, he went to his work and was shocked to see Robin working. Nevertheless, he ignored the reason why she was here and instead focused on his mission to find out what went wrong. 

“Soooo… why are you here?” He teasingly asked Robin, trying to make small talk before getting straight into asking her the question. Robin looked at him with a blank expression on her face “Why do you care, dingus?” before going to the shelves to stack movies.

He then followed her like a lost puppy. “Do you have any plans this weekend?” 

“No” 

“Are you sure? Are you really really sure Robin?” He teased her, and when she turned to look at him, he had a weird smile plastered across his face. “Okay that’s it, what do you want?” 

“Okay, I wanted to ask a question. But don’t be mad when I say it” She looked at him annoyingly as she waited for him to ask the question. “What is going on with you guys and (Y/N)?” 

Robin’s face dropped as she heard the question, “There’s nothing going on between us, okay? You need to let it go” “But–” Steve was interrupted by Robin going into the storage room, slamming the door. He winced, oh boy this would be a long week. 

–

Tuesday finally came, and Steve did his daily routine of fixing his hair and picking and dropping off his girlfriend. As soon as he finished work, he dropped his girlfriend off at her house. This time, he knew who to ask. 

Knock, Knock, Knock

Steve groaned, he’s been knocking for God knows how long. He knocked again, but this time, it was harder than the last few knocks. 

Knock, Knock, Knock

“Jesus, can you wait?” He heard someone mumble from the inside. Finally he thought. 

When the door opened, he was faced with a clearly annoyed Dustin. “What?” Dustin asked with a tone of annoyance in his voice. 

Steve let himself in and waved at Dustin’s mother who was sitting on the couch and made his way to Dustin’s room. “Dude, what do you want?” Dustin asked again. 

“What’s going on?” He said now with his hands on his hip. “What do you mean?” Dustin said, who now had a puzzled look on his face. Steve just stared at him for a few minutes until Dustin finally got the answer. 

“Ok there’s nothing going on between us” 

“But there is” 

“No there isn’t!”

“Yes, there is!” Steve said sternly. “And you will tell me what it is right now. This is (Y/N) we’re talking about. I thought you liked her?” He continued. “I-I do, it’s-I just– it’s very complicated right now” Dustin buried his face in his palm. 

As Dustin sat down, Steve’s face softened at this gesture. He couldn’t stay mad at Dustin no matter how hard he tried. Dustin was practically his child at this point. Sitting down beside him, Steve put his hands on Dustin’s back trying his best to comfort him. 

“Hey, I’m not mad, okay? I just need to know what’s going on between you guys.” He explained softly. Dustin turned to look at him with a specific look on his face that Steve just can’t tell. It’s a look a child gives whenever you’re asking them to pick a side on a divorce. Dustin just couldn’t pick any side. Steve was always there for him, he was like their protector, and he would do anything for them. But so was Nancy, he danced with Dustin when no one else did. He was very confused on whose side to pick. 

“It’s not my position to tell you, and I can’t do it. Maybe someone else from the group, but not me.” Dustin explained. “I can’t do this, Steve,” He added. 

Steve nodded in defeat. He finally let Dustin have his peace, and left the house. But he didn’t give up just yet. 

–

You were studying for a Chemistry test you had for tomorrow when you suddenly heard someone ring your doorbell multiple times. Weird. Who would need you at 9:30 in the evening. Nevertheless, you went downstairs and opened your door. 

Steve was standing outside of your house, holding your favorite snacks. Oh no! I didn’t miss our anniversary, did I? You wondered. 

“Hey, what are you doing here, stranger?” You tried to answer casually. “What, I can’t just visit my beautiful girlfriend?” He said as he leaned in to kiss you. “Of course you can, but not at 9:30 in the evening!” you playfully replied as the two of you made your way to your room. 

Once you were there, you put your stuff away and sat on the bed with Steve. He was still looking at you, but you can see right through him, and instantly knew he either needed something or he needed to apologize. “Okay, what did you do now?” 

Steve put his hands up in the air while saying “Nothing!” repeatedly. You chuckled softly as you kissed him on the lips. When you opened your eyes, he was already looking at you. “That’s it! What do you need?” 

“Wellllll…..” He started as the both of you chuckled, “It’s about the group”. The smile that was once plastered across your face faded as he mentioned the group. 

“What happened to you guys?” 

“Look, it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it” You gave him a fake smile but he didn’t buy it. “Please baby, just tell me. I won’t get mad” He kept on insisting. But you knew that if you told me even the slightest thing, the group would hate you more. 

“Steve, please. Just let it go. You won’t get any information from me” You pleaded with him. He took a deep breath before pressing his lips together. “Fine, let’s just hang out. I missed you” He pouted. 

“You literally just saw me a few hours ago, dumbass!” 

– 

Steve had asked multiple people from the group about the thing with (Y/N), they would either always reply “It’s nothing” or would ignore him as well. He was getting tired of it. 

Just as he was about to give up, Nancy walked up to him. “Hey Steve” she shyly said as he smiled back at her. “So we’re having a movie and game night, I was hoping you would come along?” 

Perfect. All of them in one place, no one can make any excuses from him anymore. “Yes, for sure. Where and what time?” He asked. “Our place at 6:30”

“(Y/N) will like this. I’ll see you guys later” He waved Nancy goodbye as he quickly ran away from her leaving her no room to protest. She sighed, disappointed that (Y/N) will be there. Just when she was about to have Steve all to herself. 

–

When he got home, he dialed his girlfriend telling him about how they’re going to a game night and that she should get ready before 6:30 leaving out the specific details about who’s going to be there and where. 

(Y/N) complied and she got ready. Not long after, Steve finally picked her up. 

He put a blindfold over her eyes, telling her that it’s going to be a surprise for her. In reality, he just didn’t want her to be mad at him.

When they got to the Wheeler’s house, he helped his girlfriend climb out of his car and walked to the front porch. With each step closer, the noises from inside the house got louder. 

Steve knocked at the door, hearing “Just a sec” from the other side. Removing the blindfold from his girlfriend’s eyes before facing a dumbfounded Nancy in front of her. “Hi” (Y/N) said softly. 

“Hi. Come on in” Nancy quietly replied. 

Everybody was talking loudly before you came in but as soon as they saw the both of you together, they quieted down. They all just stared on the floor, not sparing eye contact with you. “Uh, Where’s the bathroom?” you asked Nancy. “Just turn right, it’s the door before the kitchen”

You muttered a quick thanks as you pulled Steve with you. 

“Why didn’t you tell me we were going here?” you whispered to Steve “Because I want you guys to finally make up!” 

“It wasn’t gonna happen anyways!” 

“Why not?” He asked. You closed your eyes as you took a deep breath. “Fine, you wanna know the reason why they’re not talking to me?” 

He started to listen attentively to what you were saying. You explained to him how Nancy still likes him, and how she basically turned them against you because you two were dating. To say Steve was pissed would be an understatement. How could they hate you just because you two were dating? Nancy was practically cheating on him emotionally halfway through their relationship. He had enough. He grabbed you along with him and went to the group. 

Once again, they were talking when you two were gone, but as soon as they saw the both of you, the loud talks became whispers. 

“Hey, hey, hey! Listen up everybody” He shouted, causing them to turn their heads to the two of you. “Whatever crap you guys have against (Y/N), it needs to stop now” 

“The relationship me and Nancy had was never sincere, it wouldn’t have worked out anyways! You were cheating on me emotionally with Jonathan while we were still together. So why now? Why are you mad at me for moving on? I accepted you and Jonathan together, you should do the same with me” He pointed at Nancy. 

“She has done so much for you guys, and this is how you repay her?” He asked as their eyes were glued to the floor, unable to look at him directly in his eye. 

“She helped you with Suzie when you guys were fighting,” He told Dustin. “She helped you and Max reconcile your relationship with each other” He looked at Lucas. 

“She didn’t want to leave you alone because she was scared that Vecna might get to you if we did leave you alone” He pointed at Max. “She talked to Vickie for you!” He told Robin. 

“And you, she was kind to you! She dialed Jonathan too many times. It was up to the point where he was annoyed at her just for him to talk to you” He ranted. 

“I don’t know why you guys even did that to her, but I don’t appreciate it.” His hand was now resting on his hip, you tried to hide a smile. Even though the situation was serious, you still can’t help but find this entertaining. He was like a father who was scolding his children for doing something wrong. This was one of the reasons why you fell in love with him. 

“I love (Y/N), she’s my soulmate and my other half. She’s the only one who I really got to be comfortable with. You have to stop treating her like this, she did nothing wrong. If you can’t accept our relationship, then you’ll have to lose me too” He said as he grabbed your hand while heading for the front door. 

“Wait!” you heard a voice say, you turned around to see Robin in front of you with a guilty look on her face. “I’m really sorry (Y/N)” she apologized as she hugged you. Soon, all of them apologized as well. 

The night was spent well, and all of you finally got back to normal again. You looked at Steve and thought “How did I get so lucky?”

Your friends had hated you all because you liked a boy. But you realized, he was not just a boy, he was your soulmate, the love of your life, and the man who you’re most likely going to marry. 

He risked his friendship with those people just for you. In the end, it was worth it. If this boy can risk anything for you, then so can you. You knew from this moment on that your life would change.

And it was all because you liked this boy. 

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Wednesday bluntly saying "you should know I'm waiting for someone" and "I'm actually here for Tyler" to Xavier and continuing to frown unfazed as Xavier's face contorts in disapproval whenever Tyler shows up beside her, BUT pausing before saying "Xavier" when Tyler asked her who she asked to the Rave'N.

Love the beef between Tyler and Xavier. The preexisting beef cuz Xavier is a rich brat from Nevermore with the famous daddy and pretentious hipster bullshit and Tyler is the ignorant townie with a chip on his shoulder who thinks punching is a reasonable way to deal with your feelings. and like this relationship post Wednesday. Not in a “fighting over her” way but in a “bitching about the other one and she’s just watching vaguely amused and definitely judging both of them” way.

Xavier: *drinking water, minding his business*

Tyler: That guy just bugs me. I mean, who does he think he is? Rich ass daddy’s boy.

Wednesday looking at him not saying a word like: I’m literally a rich ass daddy’s girl

Tyler: Yeah but on you it’s charming. On him it just makes his face extremely punchable. 

he's used to it...

I couldn't help but make these gifs once I saw this scenario

Tyler: Oh, by the way, if you ever speak disrespectfully again about Wednesday I'll kill you.

Tyler, laughing: Sorry, that sounded like a joke. I will actually kill you.

wifey scolding the chief

They just wanted to test the limit of Julieta's healing powers... and Alma's nerves

You can't tell me that this gif isn't everlark and wyler coded

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