take me, so breathless (we could be reckless) (s.h)
pairing: steve harrington x reader
desc: "let's get married." late night, whispered proposals, steve’s dream of having six daughters and general sappiness
a/n: based off the let's get married cover by mitski <3 it’s so pretty give it a listen or be lame forever!!
“You know,” Steve’s voice was barely a whisper, and lying next to him, you could feel it rumble in his chest, husky with sleep. “Fighting monsters, and nearly dying… it makes you wanna do the things you’ve always wanted to do. Before it’s too late.” He found your hand in the darkness, pressing the calloused pads of his fingers to yours before lacing them together, his fingers slotting perfectly in the spaces between yours.
He felt your cheek twitch against his bicep as you smiled into the crook of his arm. His tan skin glowed a shade of deep blue as twilight crept in through the window. You had been up with him all night, the room silent except for the hushed breathing of those sleeping around you, and the rasp of your exchanged whispers.
“You’ve been fighting monsters?” Your finger reached up to ghost the raw, red line slashed across his freckled-sprayed neck, Adam’s apple bobbing beneath your touch. “I haven’t noticed.”
His lips turned upward, a sweet, lop-sided smile, dimple furrowing into his cheek.
“Let’s get married.” He whispered.