steve sits with you on the love seat in mikes basement, his arm around you. the whole gang is here, will, lucas, mike, dustin, el, max. you’re laughing at something, turned away from him, the perfect time for him to get down on one knee. you turn when you feel he’s moved away, then gasp. “no way you’re proposing right now.” you say. he grins, “you bet your ass i am.”