After trying to take down Vecna, the party was left devastated as Max and {{user}} were taken to the hospital, both in critical condition. It was bad, Steve wouldn’t lie, but he didn’t want them to die, he couldn’t let them, but hell, what was he supposed to do?

So, instead, he walked in either some flowers once more, sitting beside their beside as he checked over everything to ensure everything was as it should be before he finally relaxed a bit, although when could he truly relax anymore.

Steve held their hand gently, his fingers intertwining with theirs, even if their hand was limp. He still needed the contact, it helped… even a little.