can’t take my eyes off you (part 6)
gif by: @his-name-is-ed
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
warnings: the usual
word count: 4,960
summary: steve fake dates y/n for a week for a family reunion, but little does y/n know, he's had the biggest crush on her for a while.
a/n: AH, YOU GUYS, WE'RE NEARING THE END
friday. it was FINALLY friday. you haven't left the room since wednesday and you obviously knew that today you had to get off your ass and go be productive again. you were really feeling up for a movie, so later you'd ask steve if you and him can go see top gun. he knows he can't turn down tom cruise.
speaking of steve, he was still asleep next to you.
"he's like a fucking owl," you get up and head to take a shower. you desperately needed one. after all was said and done, you head downstairs and maragaret's standing at the stove, cooking her infamous pancakes.
"y/n. oh my god. i started to think you were becoming a hermit," you laugh at diane's comment and sit down at your favorite bar stool and rest your chin on your palm.
"just needed to take an off day 's all"
"take as many off days as you need, dear. nobody's judging"
"duly noted"
"okay, food's done" your stomach lets out a growl and you make both you and steve a plate. about ten minutes into your eating, steve plops down beside you. he was still wearing his pajamas and you chuckled. he was rubbing his eyes, more-than-likely ridding them of sleep. he then lets out a big yawn and you pass him the syrup.
"you sleep good steve?" diane asks and steve grunts
"no. y/n shoved me off the bed halfway through the night" both margaret and diane look at you. you point your syrup-covered butterknife at steve.
"i told you if i woke up with your damn knee in my back, i'd shove you off the bed"
"i didn't think you were being serious"
"i value my sleep, harrington. and just because you're my boyfriend, it doesn't mean you get freebies" he rolls his eyes and you go back to cutting up your pancakes.
"see what i have to deal with everyday" he says to his mom
"oh please. you wouldn't last a day without me" diane watches the two of you argue playfully with a smile on her face. she loved what the two of you had.
"alright children, fnish your food" she interjects, and you two listen to her, finishing up your breakfast. you wash your plate and step into the hallway.
"y/n!" you snap your head in the direction of the voice and see wendy running over to you.
"wendy! there's my favorite girl" you squat down and open your arms. she runs into them and you stand up holding her. you spin her around and she starts laughing. you put her back on the ground and she brushes her stray hairs out her face, looking up at you.
"where were you yesterday? me and nicole wanted to play with you" you frowned at her
"i wasn't feeling so hot yesterday so i stayed in my room" she nods
"was stevie your doctor"
"yes, i was," you hear steve speak up from behind you. "and i took good care of her too"
"good. princess y/n needs royal treatment" you laugh at her statement and steve nods.
"yes she does," he places an arm around your waist and the three of you head out to the terrace, you and steve sitting on the porch swing.
"ooh! y/n! can i show you my cartwheel?" wendy asks, running to stand in the grass. you nod. she does a cartwheel for you and steve and you gotta admit, it was a pretty damn good cartwheel. you both clap for her and she does a curtsey.
"where'd you learn to do that?" steve asks her
"my friends from school" he nods and she sits in the swing between both you and steve.
"can we go get more ice cream today?" steve chuckles and looks at you, then looking back down at wendy.
"wendy, sweetheart, it's only 11 in the morning" she shrugs
"it's never too early for ice cream” you and steve laugh
“ask your mom later if you can and if she says yes, then we’ll go”she nods and you and steve continue to gently swing back and forth.
“how did you and stevie meet?” she asks, breaking the silence. you look at steve, having a silent conversation with your eyes. he finally caves and rolls his eyes. he begins to tell her the same story you told his mom, but changes it up a bit.
“well, one day y/n came into scoops ahoy. because i used to work at an ice cream place. but she came in and asked for a waffle cone with two scoops of strawberry ice cream. i remember thinking that she was the prettiest girl that had came in that day," steve briefly looks over at you and gives you a smile. he then goes back to telling wendy the story.
"i told her she looked more like a cookies n' cream type of girl. she laughed and paid for her ice cream then left. she kept coming in every day and eventually, i asked her on a date" wendy gasps and covers her mouth, looking up at you. you smiled and nodded at her.
"where did stevie take you for the date?" you panick because you didn't know what to say. you were surprised you even made up the ice cream story as quick as you did a few days ago. yet you couldn't come up with a simple first date spot.
"i took her to the fair since it was in town" you internally sigh and wendy's eyes are twinkling as if you and steve's fake first date was straight out of a disney princess movie.
"did you guys get cotton candy?"
"lots of it"
"and funnel cake?"
"the best part" wendy then turned to you
"did he share his funnel cake with you?"
"yes. he was a gentleman" she nods and faces steve again
"when did you have your first kiss?" god, you and steve were going to need an oscar for how good you two have been putting up this performance.
"we had it at his house" her face scrunched up at your quick reply
"that's not romantic" you hold up a finger
"every first kiss has a story, silly" she gets excited again. she loves her stories.
"okay, so stevie has a pool in his backyard"
"a pool?!" you nod, chuckling
"you heard right. but anyways, i was sitting on one of the sunchairs by the pool and i had fallen asleep. steve picked me up and threw me into the pool. i was angry at him for throwing me into the pool. so i had an idea. i asked him if he could grab my hand and help me out the pool. he listened, and instead of getting out, i pulled him into the pool with me," wendy starts laughing and you have a smile on your face.
"he then got mad at me, but i thought it was the funniest thing ever. i was laughing and laughing and steve came up behind me, then spun me around to face him and he cut my laughter off by giving me a kiss" wendy's smiling big and she looks between you and steve. but then she looks at steve, getting serious.
"don't push y/n in the pool again while she's trying to sleep" he nods
"i haven't done it since" she nods, crossing her arms across her chest.
"wendy!" wendy gets up at the sound of her mom's voice.
"bye wendy" you and steve both say
"bye stevie! bye y/n!" she walks back into the house and steve turns to face you.
"you're good at lying" steve says to you
"i'm a trained actor. maybe you should take some tips from me"
"seriously though, y/n, how do you come up with this shit so quickly?" you shrug
"i just say what comes to the top of my brain. how do you think authors write stories? steve, if you think about it, writing stories is like telling one big lie" he mulls over your words before nodding
"you got a point there"
"never doubt me, harrington" he rolls his eyes
"what do you wanna do today?" you perk up at his question
"i was hoping i could get you to go see top gun with me"
"you and tom cruise. i swear"
"what can i say? i love duality in a man" he laughs
"fine. fine. we can go see top gun later" you nod, getting excited
"do we want to take wendy for ice cream before or after? because you already know laura will say yes" you ask him
"before"
"so, around 2 ish maybe?" he nods and you make a mental note to get ready around 1. it was already nearing twelve so it gave you an hour to do whatever.
"what do you want to do until then?"
"we could go to the vineyard again"
"yes" your answer comes out quickly and steve laughs
"you're eager to go back"
"it's gorgeous down there, how can i not be excited" he pats your leg then stands up.
"let me go change out of my pajamas and ill be back and then we can head down there, yeah?" you nod and he heads back inside. it didn't take him long to change because five minutes later he was back at your side and in fresh clothes.
"alright. let's go" you stand up and the two of you walk side-by-side as you head to the vineyard. once you two see the familiar trees, you head over, steve right behind you.
"do you guys have any wine that you've made?" he nods
"back at home i have some. and there's some at the house if you want to try it later. i'm sure mom will let you take a bottle home with you if you want"
"uh... hell yeah. i got new episodes of general hospital to watch" he laughs and nods
"alright. we'll take a bottle back home with us"
"fine by me" you two continue to walk around, taking everything in. you make some conversation along the way. by that, you mean it was mainly steve talking about how dustin is "cheating on him with eddie" by that, he means dustin has found a new babysitter. you keep telling steve that he will always be dustin's number one babysitter and there's no changing that. you eventually get him to shut up about it and accept that he wasn't replaced.
"time check?" steve checks his watch
"12:45"
"god damn. we need to head back so i can get ready and we can head out since it takes thirty minutes to get to the ice cream parlor"
"what you're wearing isn't good?" you look at him as if he just said tom cruise wasn't hot.
"steve. this is basic female 101. we have a different outfit for everything. and for going out, i need a different outfit" he rolls his eyes but sighs.
"alright, let's go" you both head back to the house and you head upstairs to get changed as steve waits downstairs for you. he asked you to grab his car keys on your way out, so once you were done, you grabbed his keys and headed back to him. only to see that he wasn't where he last was.
"he went outside to put wendy's car seat back into his car" laura says, coming up beside you. you nod and stand there awkwardly.
"he cares about you a lot, y'know?" laura says, breaking the silence. you look over at her
"yeah?" she nods
"i haven't seen him care this much about anyone... ever" that familiar fluttering feeling is back and you push it to the back of your mind.
"what about nancy?" by the way he acted after their breakup, you were positive he had to care about her at least a little more than he does with you.
"nancy?" she furrows her brows
"yeah. did he not tell you about nancy?" she shakes her head
"you're the first girlfriend i've met of his" your face must be displaying shock because she then speaks up
"y/n. listen to me when i say this. steve has never brought any girl to meet his family. ever. you're the first. so trust me when i say that you're more special than anyone. and definitely more special than you may think" you absentmindedly nod and she gives you a soft smile. steve then walks back inside, placing his hands on his hips. typical steve.
"alright, we're all ready to go. wendy's already out there and buckled up. did it by herself again" he looks at you and laughs and you laugh with him. however, your mind is elsewhere. you both say bye to laura and that you'll be back as soon as possible. you slide into the passenger seat and stare off at the scenery.
wendy talks steve's ear off the whole time, but you're silent. he notices something's wrong with you. he gently places a hand on your leg and you look over at him to see him already looking at you.
"everything okay?" you nod
"yeah. just thinking"
"that's never good" you playfully smack his arm and he laughs
"but seriously. anything bothering you?" you shake your head
"i'm okay steve" he holds out his pinky finger
"promise?" you interlock your pinky with his
"promise" he nods and soon you three are pulling into the ice cream parlor. wendy grabs both you and steve's hand and she does that thing where she runs and you two lift her up. when you get inside, the lady from the other times you came here isn't behind the counter. instead it's a guy no older than you and steve.
"what can i get you guys started with today?" wendy looks up at steve
"can i order first?"
"go ahead sweetheart" she excitedly tells the young boy behind the counter her order and he chuckles, but makes it. you and steve then give him your order and this time, steve pays. once you three sit down, wendy digs into her ice cream and you face steve.
"i could've paid"
"i wanted to pay you back for wednesday night"
"steve. i told you to let me take care of you. which means letting me pay for ice cream" he shakes his head
"that doesn't count"
"fine. then i'm paying for the movie later"
"you can't do that" you smirk at him, a mischievous glint in your eyes.
"we'll see about that"
"i don't like that look, y/n" you shrug, taking a bite of your ice cream. once you three are done, you have to clean wendy's face of chocolate residue again and then you're back on the way home.
"y/n, i'm going to miss you when you leave" your heart melts. you've grown so attached to the kids in the short time you've known them. you turn in your seat to look back at her.
"i'm going to miss you too, wendy. but you can always come visit sometime, yeah? if your mom says yes though" she nods and you turn back around to face the road. once you see the familiar house come into view, you all get out, steve putting wendy's car seat back into laura's car.
"mommy, can i visit y/n sometime at her house?" laura looks up at you
"she was telling me on the way back here how she was going to miss me once i left here and i told her if it was okay with you, if you guys could visit sometime" she nods
"oh that's more than fine with me" you smile
"great"
"so is that a yes?" wendy asks and her mom nods. she squeals of excitement and you chuckle.
"why is she squealing?" steve asks, coming to stand beside you. before you can answer, wendy answers for you.
"mommy said i can visit y/n at her house sometime after we leave here!" steve has the same reaction as you to her excitement.
"oh really now?" wendy nods excitedly. she then turns to face her mom
"mommy, did you know that stevie threw y/n into a pool while she was trying to nap?" laura raises a brow at wendy.
"oh really now?"
"yeah. then y/n pulled him into the pull with her and they had their first kiss" laura laughs at her daughter's excitement and faces you two.
"she's very curious" you tell her and she nods
"oh that she is" you all share a laugh and then you feel something tug your pants leg. you look down and see the little bundle of joy you've grown to love. david's making grabby hands up at you and you pick him up.
"david, bud, what're you doing? where's your mommy?"
"kitchen" you nod and you head to the kitchen, apologizing to laura for having to leave. steve stays back and talks to her though.
as david said, cynthia is standing in the kithcen talking to diane. diane happens to see you and david
"i see david found y/n" cynthia turns around and laughs to herself.
"he can't seem to leave you alone, huh?" you shake your head
"it seems not. but i don't mind the company"
"i'm just glad he's with you and not by himself" diane excuses herself, leaving you and cynthia standing there.
"look, i don't mean to spoil the mood by bringing this back up. but wednesday night... you made me love you even more. nobody has ever stood up to jack and put him in his place. steve is so lucky to have you, y/n" you give her a soft smile
"speaking off, where is he? usually he follows you around like your shadow"
"tell me about it" you grumble and she laughs. speak of the devil and he shall appear. steve then steps into the kitchen
"so. i talked with laur, and wendy's going to come stay the night with me in two weeks. and wendy said she's going to bring her teacups so the three of us can have a tea party after we go swimming in the pool. and i was given verys strict orders by her to not throw you in the pool anymore" cynthia is listening to steve talk and looking back and forth between you two.
"well, whatever princess wendy says, goes. right?" he nods. cynthia then speaks up
"is there something i'm missing here?"
"oh. wendy asked when steve and had our first kiss and long story short, it was in steve's pool after he threw me in while i was napping" cynthia starts laughing and shakes her head
"seems like a steve thing to do" you nod
"a very steve thing to do" david then starts to squirm a bit in your arms and makes grabby hands at cynthia. she takes him
"seems like it's his nap time already" you wave bye to david and he waves back, the two of them heading out the kitchen. you turn to steve.
"when do you want to leave to see the movie?"
"i was thinking we could see the 8 o' clock showing?" you nod
"fine by me"
"that gives us a few hours to kill. i think we have twister somewhere if you want to do that. i can get my mom to operate the spinny thingy"
"i'm gonna win" you tell him and he shakes his head
"not before i do" you roll your eyes
"we'll see about that, pretty boy" ten minutes later, you and steve are an entangled mess on the mat. diane's watching with humor.
"harrington, if i feel your hand on my ass one more time, i'm going to start to think that you're just using this game as an excuse to touch it"
"i told you i don't have good balance" you roll your eyes from your twisted position. diane spins for steve again
"left foot green" steve tries to maneuver his left foot to green, but he fails and ends up falling, making you the winner. you stand up
"haha! told you i'd win" he crosses his arms from his position on the floor. you bend down and kiss the top of his head
"'s alright stevie, not all of us can be winners" you walk past him, not before ruffling his hair. you head up to you guys' shared room, then locking the door behind you. you had to move quick. you look around for steve's wallet, finding it on the nightstand on his side of the bed. you grab it and take all his money out, then putting said money in his suitcase. you were paying for the movie tonight whether he liked it or not. lucky you, he took a twenty earlier out of his wallet and brought it with for ice cream instead of bringing his whole wallet.
you put his wallet back in place as if nobody touched it and then you quickly unlocked the bedroom door and headed back to the bed, falling back onto it. you stared at the ceiling for what felt like five minutes, surrounded in your thoughts before the door opened.
"figured this is where you ran off to. it was either here or the terrace" you don't answer steve back, still staring at the ceiling deep in thought. steve comes to stand by the bed and looks at you. he then plops down beside you.
"just thinking again?"
"yeah"
"is it about the same topic as earlier?"
"mhm" you two lie there in silence before you start to doze off.
you're then woken up by someone softly shaking you.
"y/nnnnnnnn," they drag out your voice. "wake up sleepyhead. we gotta go see top gun" you shoot up in your spot and frantically look at steve
"what time is it?"
"6:30" you let out a sigh of relief
"i'm not gonna let you sleep through our plans. what do you want to do with the thirty minutes we have to spare?"
"dunno" steve then perks up
"lets ask each other questions"
"okay. you start off" steve sits there for a minute and thinks of a question to ask you
"what's your favorite childhood memory?" you had to think long and hard about this one before a memory came to mind.
"probably... the time anthony almost fell off our roof while him and i were star gazing" you let out a quiet chuckle and steve joined you.
"he's always putting himself in danger"
"all the time. my turn. what's your favorite childhood memory?"
"the first time my mom took me to the vineyard. i ran around it like you did" he smiles fondly at the memory, then speaks up to ask you your question.
"what's something you've never told anyone?" you have to think for a minute.
"i used to have a crush on eddie in elementary school"
"really?"
"yepp. back when he had a buzz" you laugh at it and steve joins you
"i think it was the fact that he was the only guy in my class that didn't tease me" you pause for a bit before speaking again. 'what's your guilty pleasure?"
"ferrah fawcett"
"you're so predictable" you smile and he smiles back
"my turn. biggest fear?"
"you're gonna judge me" you cover up your face with your hands and steve prys them away.
"this is a judgement free zone"
"that's very hypocritical of you to say" he rolls his eyes, waiting for your answer to his question.
"...moths"
"moths?"
"see, i knew you'd judge me"
"i'm not judging you. 'm just curious for the backstory?"
"there's no backstory. just the way they look freaks me out" he nods, listening to your answer. not laughing at you or judging you like you thought he'd do.
"anyways, my turn. any regrets in life?"
"oh yeah. a ton"
"what are they?"
"ah ah ah. that's not the question you asked"
"fine," you roll your eyes
"if you had to save one person in the zombie apocalypse, who would it be?"
"mmmm, this is a hard one. i'm gonna have to go with my brother"
"so you'd let me die?" you shrug
"you only said one person. maybe if you had said two, you'd be on the list" he huffs
"what's your regrets in life?"
"i knew you were gonna ask that"
"guess i'm as predictable as you, harrington" he waves you off
"yeah yeah. let's see. one of my regrets in life is not telling my dad off and just letting him do whatever he pleased" you frown at his answer.
"steve, you're one of the most caring people i know. you just wanted to keep the peace among everyone. you just want what's best for everyone and he was taking advantage of your kindness. there's no need to feel regret. he should be the one feeling regret for not realizing he has an amazing son" steve then pulls you into a hug and it's as though you can feel every emotion he's feeling in the hug. he hugs you tight and you hug him back, rubbing your hand up and down his back soothingly.
"y/n, thank you. for everything. i don't know where i'd be if i didn't have you" you want to crack a joke, out of habit, but you know that right now steve needs this. so you refrain from doing so. you two just sit there for a while, not letting go of one another until steve glaces down at his watch.
"shiit. we should leave now. it's gonna take us thirty minutes to get to the theatre" you two pull apart from one another and steve grabs his keys, heading out the door. you follow behind him and then you're both off and on the road again. the sun was starting to set and you wanted to stay in this moment forever.
next to the moon & stars, your brother, and steve, sunsets were your favorite thing in the world. you'd seen so many sunsets in your life and every single one of them was different. you loved the way the sky was painted different shades of orange, pink, purple and blue. like one big mural. to you, sunsets were a reminder that each day is different, so you must treat it that way.
"you good over there?" steve asks, breaking you out of your thoughts.
"yeah. just admiring the sunset"
"well, i hate to cut your admiring a bit short. but we've arrived at our destination" you look in front of you to see that you did, indeed, arrive at the theatre. you and steve get out of his car, heading to get a ticket.
"what movie?"
"top gun" the lady tells you your total and steve goes to open his wallet and pay, but he sees that he has no money. you give the lady the amount that you owe and she hands you two tickets for top gun. you and steve head inside and he looks at you.
"seriously? you took all my money out my wallet?" you shrug
"told you i was paying" he sighs and you guys go ahead and get your popcorn and drinks, heading to where you needed to go. you and steve sit in the very back, making conversation as you wait for the movie to begin. the best thing about going at night, was that there weren't as many people in the room so you didn't have to worry about your volume. yeah, you still kept it quiet for those who were sharing the room with you, but you didn't have to be as quiet.
you and steve watched top gun and by that, you mean you ogled at tom cruise the whole time. steve, however, was very engrossed into the movie. you were too, but some of the details in the movie seemed to go in one ear out the other. you and steve filed out of the theatre, stretching your limbs and letting out yawns.
"so? what'd you think about it?" you asked steve
"i'm glad i agreed to go with you. definitely was worth it" you nodded in agreement
"see? i have the better judgment here"
"whatever you say" as if on cue, you let out a yawn
"tired?"
"that would be the understatement of the century. i'm exhausted" he chuckles and you two get into the car. it's now pitch black outside, so staring out the window at the scenery to keep you awake is a no. you might as well take another nap. so that's what you do. you don't know when you got into bed, but you're assuming steve carried you up.
he gently shook you awake
"hey, do you want to change into something more comfortable to sleep in?" you nod, your eyes closed. steve grabs your pajamas and hands them to you
"can you turn around or close your eyes? i don't feel like getting up and changing in the bathroom right now" steve nods and he turns his back to you. you change into your pajamas as quick as you could, wanting to get back to sleep.
"okay. you're good" he turns back around and sees you making yourself comfortable in bed. you toss your clothes you previously had on over to the side, making a mental note to deal with them when you woke up. steve slides into the bed beside you and he doesn't even bother trying with the tv. both of you too tired anyways.
"night steve" you say, turning on your side and closing your eyes, going back to sleep.
"night y/n" he turns his bedside lamp off and you two fall asleep. thankfully, you didn't wake up with his knee in your back.
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