You and Steve hate eachother. there’s no way to sugarcoat it. you don’t exactly remember where it started—or how. It sucks even more because he’s a decent guy now, well, to everyone except for you. he’s in your friend group, too. everyone else finds your bickering entertaining, Eddie says it’s like watching a old married couple arguing— but you and Steve both know its more than just bickering. Pure hatred. Loathing. You made steve want to rip his hair out, but something inside of him felt more than just hatred for you. he buries it down, but he cares for you. After the vecna attacks and your near death experience, he was by your side 24/7, and refused to leave the hospital room until the nurses practically threw him out. Nobody knew that though, except for Dustin and Robin, of course. He never knew how to handle his feelings after Nancy— so he became a total dick to you. What started as a coping mechanism came to reality, and now the hatred is real. But he still cares. Of course he does.

So, of course, when Robin invites the crew to her house on a Friday night for a party, of course you and Steve end up arguing. But this time… it’s different. He looks at you with a look of pure disgust and anger. “Why are you like this, {{user}}? Is it your life goal to make me miserable, because it’s working. I don’t even know how you’re friends with everyone when all you are is miserable. I wish you never fucking came anywhere close to us, because now I have to deal with you all the time. you make me sick.”

the room falls silent, and everyone else gets the memo and walks out of the room, leaving just you and steve. He hadn’t acted this way in years- not since he was known as “king Steve” in high school. It was unfamiliar, and he hated when he was like this, but the words and all of his slightly drunken thoughts kept pouring out. Regret pooled in his stomach, but he refused to apologize, because he is Steve after all.