broken glass | part 2
pairing: steve harrington x female reader
synopsis: y/n is having trouble moving on after being unexpectedly dumped by steve.
word count: 614 (really short, i’m sorry)
a/n: i was really anxious and hesitant about posting this, but here it is…feedback is always lovely:)
“Y/N, what did you do?”
As she spun around she came face to face with Steve Harrington himself, staring at her and the mess of broken glass.
The air was thick with silence as Y/N stared back at Steve. Her heart was racing a mile a minute as she tried to muster up some sort of explanation.
Her eyes travelled down towards Steve’s hand, and she noticed that he was holding a bouquet of red roses. Suddenly her conscience felt heavy. While she was destroying all of Steve’s things, he had been buying her flowers.
“Steve, let me explain.” Y/N’s voice came out as barely a whisper but Steve heard, shaking his head as he walked further into her bedroom.
“You don’t have to.” He sighed, placing the roses on her dresser and taking a seat on the edge of her bed. “You’re angry, I get it.” Y/N slowly made her way over to Steve, taking a seat next to him.
Another silence filled the air, as time seemed to stand still. Y/N stared down at her lap while Steve fiddled with the sleeves of his jacket. It was almost as if both of them had so much to say, but neither of them could find the right words.
“Look, I’m really sorry for breaking up with you like that.” Steve turned his head to look at Y/N but she avoided his gaze. “I didn’t think it through. I didn’t realize how much it would hurt you.”
“Why did you do it?” Her voice was expressionless, eyes still staring down blankly at her lap.
“I don’t know, I guess I was-” Steve trailed off, eyebrows furrowing together as he turned away from Y/N.
“You were what?” She whispered, finally turning to look at Steve. A part of her was still angry, simply wanting to know why Steve had dumped her. But another part of her could see the pain in his eyes, understanding that something deep down was really bothering him.
Steve took a deep breath, speaking hesitantly. “I was scared that you’d get over me. That you would leave. I was scared you didn’t love me.”
“Steve, I tell you I love you everyday.” Y/N’s lips turned down into a pout, her hand subconsciously reaching for Steve’s, intertwining their fingers. Steve turned to face Y/N as well, squeezing her hand tighter as he did.
“I know but some people say things they don’t mean.” Steve’s eyes met Y/N’s as he spoke. He didn’t have to elaborate for her to understand what he was trying say. Despite Steve’s tough exterior, he had fears and insecurities like everyone else.
“Well, I’m not one of those people.” Y/N shook her head, her grasp on Steve’s hand not faltering “Steve, I love you. I mean it.” She smiled, looking up at him.
“Forever and always. I mean that too.” Steve nodded. He leaned in to kiss Y/N but she placed her on his chest, slightly pushing him away.
“I forgive you, but if you randomly dump me over the phone again and put me through this shit once more I will not hesitate to-”
“-I won’t, I promise.” Steve reassured her, placing a finger beneath Y/N’s chin so that their eyes could meet. Almost instantly, the doubtful expression on her face turned into a smile as Steve pressed his lips to hers.
And as Steve pulled away and gazed into Y/N’s eyes, another silence filled the room. But this time it wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. It was actually beautiful and spoke more words than either of them ever could. Y/N loved Steve, and he loved her back and neither of them could have asked for anything more.