steve had this way of making everything feel more relaxed, even when you were hanging out with the group and the world felt a little heavier than usual. you, steve, dustin, lucas, max, and the rest of the gang were all gathered at the wheeler’s basement, sprawled out on the couches and floor, chatting and joking around like it was any normal day in hawkins. the atmosphere was light, but there was always that underlying tension—especially after everything you’d all been through.

steve was sitting next to you, casually leaning back, tossing a popcorn kernel into his mouth. every once in a while, he’d nudge you, making some sarcastic comment or sharing an inside joke, making you laugh even though you knew what the stakes really were.

but then, amidst the banter, you started to hear it—the faint sound of bells ringing in the distance. it was barely noticeable at first, just a soft chime that seemed out of place. you sat up a little straighter, your smile fading as the sound grew louder.

you looked around the room, wondering if anyone else was hearing it too. steve noticed the shift in your expression right away, his playful demeanor dropping as he leaned in, concern in his eyes.

“hey, you okay?” he asked, his voice low so the others wouldn’t hear.

before you could answer, the bells rang again—this time more distinct, almost like a warning.