Joe Keery Imagines

Right In Front of You-Steve Harrington

I froze when I turned around and finally got a good look at Steve's condition. There was a large chunk missing from his side and there was a lot of blood dripping down his torso. I tried to move but couldn't when he spit up blood. I was brought out of my trance when he fell to his knees.

"Steve!" I yelled. I ran over, collapsing next to him. My hands were shaking as I hovered over his wounds.

"Is it bad?" Steve asked, trying to sound light-hearted but it came out forced.

"I don't know," I said shakily. "It looks. . . I may be able to. . . I don't know, Steve. I don't know but. . ."

"Hey," he said gently. "I'm going to be okay."

"It looks bad."

"It's nothing," he tried to reassure me.

"We should get out of here," Eddie said. I instantly wrapped my arms around Steve's waist and helped him to his feet. We started running as fast as we could to the nearest section of woods.

It wasn't easy to carry Steve through the woods but I wasn't about to let him go. He needed my help. I would carry him all the way back to Hawkins if it meant saving him. Eventually, we got to Skull Rock.

"Steve!" I gasped when his legs gave out, causing both of us to fall to our knees. I leaned him against Skull Rock and gently reached up, moving some hair out of his face.

"I'm okay," he said through gritted teeth. He leaned his head back, struggling to catch his breath.

"We need to get his wound covered," Robin stuttered.

"Okay," I said shakily. I tried to breathe calmly, my hands shaking as they hovered over the wound. "I don't. . . I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Steve whispered. He grabbed my hand, weakly squeezing it.

"Here."

I didn't move as Nancy start ripping the bottom of her shirt. She handed it to me and I started wrapping it around Steve's waist. I winced when he gasped in pain. I looked up and saw him struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Don't leave me, okay?" I gasped out. "Promise you won't leave me, Steve."

"Hey," he whispered, making me look away from his wounds, "I would never leave you, Y/N."

"Promise?" I asked, my voice shaking. He grabbed my hand, squeezing it as tightly as he could.

"I promise," Steve whispered.

"I hate to break this up," Eddie said, staring at the horizon, "but we should probably keep moving."

"Can you walk?" I asked, looking back at Steve's wounds.

"I think so," he said, not at all convincingly. He stood up but he got dizzy. I instantly wrapped my arm around him, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"I got you," I whispered. Steve looked up at me with a teasing smirk.

"Don't you always?"

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Steve's POV

The group took turns helping me walk. We were on our way to Nancy's in hopes of finding some of her guns there, but it was taking us longer than necessary. We had to stop multiple times so I could rest.

Y/N helped me the most. Eventually, I noticed that she was getting tired. I made eye contact with Eddie and then glanced at her. His eyes softened before he nodded.

"How about I take a turn with Harrington?" Eddie offered.

"It's fine," Y/N brushed him off.