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Everything happens fast after that.
If hadn’t been so caught up in the moment, maybe he would’ve heard the screech of the door handle in time.
“Lovrooo, I have a biology—“ a voice sounds from the doorway, and Lovro, heart pounding and shooting away from Ivan like he’s radioactive, whips his head around to see Eva standing there. Her eyes are wide, indecipherable apart from the overwhelming wash of shock set over her features. Her hands fly to her mouth, fingers criss-crossing over themselves. “Ah! Shit, sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!”
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Lovro and Eva have a lot to talk about, clearly.
(or eva walks in on lovro and ivan kissing)
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30 Jan 2026
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As a child, the most terrifying thing Steve could possibly fathom was falling from a great height. Airplanes, buildings, space—most kids were afraid of spiders or the dark—but Steve feared seeing the end coming, hurtling towards the ground at machspeed, because unlike the characters in the Saturday morning cartoons he watched, he knew he wasn't going to squish down like an accordion and spring back up all creased and folded. No—he knew what would happen, and for the longest of time he refused to even climb up onto a ladder.
Now, as a young adult, the most terrifying thing he could think of was Jonathan Byers when he was angry.
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30 Aug 2025
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Steve sort of feels like maybe he spent his whole life mourning what his father was and now that he’s dead, maybe it’ll be like Jonathan said. Maybe he’ll need to mourn everything he wasn’t.
Or: Steve's dad dies suddenly and he doesn't know how to process his grief. Jonathan, however, is there to help hold him together.
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30 Aug 2025
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“Soooo…” She draws the o out as she tilts her head and rests it on her hand, leaning over the bar counter. “You know Steve, then. Steve Harrington.”
Jonathan hesitates. He could lie. It might even be easy. A simple Steve? Steve, who? would probably be enough to dismiss the idea all together since there’s something about the question that makes Jonathan believe she’s suspicious about the connection in the first place. So he’s not exactly sure why that when he opens his mouth next what comes out is,
“I… I do, yeah.”
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04 Jul 2025
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Lou Reed once said that the perfect day was spent drinking sangria in the park and some poetic shit about how some girl makes him feel like he was someone else and someone good. Steve doesn’t drink sangria but he likes cheap gas station beer, and when he sits with Jonathan on the outskirts of town at the edge of the quarry cliffside, he makes it so he can forget himself. It’s far from perfect, but in the post-adolescence lurch of small town life, it’s the best that Steve can hope for.
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17 Jun 2025