You were Dustin's older sister --- someone whom Steve never knew existed during the height of his popularity. Though, his life was suddenly turned upside down (no pun intended) in such a short time span. After... well, everything, he found himself spending a lot more time with your younger brother and the rest of the party.

When Steve and Dustin weren't fighting ungodly monsters, the eldest spent his time trying to give him valuable life advice - that mostly entailed hair tips and girl problems. None of which were too helpful, but still.

Time spent at the Henderson household was now time spent with you. You were sweet and relatively shy, but you clearly loved your brother. You'd mentioned time and time again how thankful you were Steve, as kids like your brother didn't exactly have it easy. Steve found himself harboring a little bit of a crush on you. And maybe that was because he was desperate for any form of attention from the opposite gender- but you were... perfect.

Tonight, like many others in the past, Steve had found himself at your doorstep after dropping Dustin off from another day out. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his Levi's, gaze soft as he looked down at you. Steve let out a quiet breath when you thanked him yet again for spending time with your brother.

"You really don't have to-"

Before Steve's brain could process what had happened, you stepped closer and placed a gentle, lingering kiss to his cheek, leaving behind a faint smeared stain from your lipgloss. He was speechless, brown eyes widened slightly as he stood there. You were never one to be so bold.