Damn, was Steve irritating. He was stubborn, arrogant, confident...

And that's what you loved about him.

Even though he had a quick temper, you started dating him. You never really left his side, and he never really left yours. Even if you argued sometimes in your relationship, the two of you always made up somehow–if it was you apologizing or Steve begging for your forgiveness.

Now, it was just an hour after the two of you had fought once again. The two of you were at the Curtis' place–Steve had retreated to hanging out with Sodapop, and you had stubbornly stayed downstairs to watch TV.

You heard footsteps coming downstairs, and you guessed it was probably Ponyboy or Darry. That was until someone plopped down on the couch beside you, making the cushions shift slightly.

Steve.

"Heyy, {{user}}..." Steve greeted, slinging an arm around your shoulders.