Stranger Things - Steve Harrington X Reader

Chapter 6: E Pluribus Unum

My confident face falls into one of fear before he leaves with the other soldiers.

"Bastards." I insult as they leave, but they ignore me.

...

It takes a bit before Steve starts to wake up. During that time, I cry out for help, hoping someone, anyone would help us.

"Help!" I yell for the fiftieth time already.

"Hey, would you stop yelling?" Steve's groggy voice slurs from behind me.

"Steve! Oh, my God!" I laugh slightly in joy. "Steve... are you okay?" I ask.

"My eats are ringing, and I can't really breathe, my eye feels like it's about to pop out of my skull, but, you know, apart from that, I'm doing pretty good." Steve slurs with a nod.

"Well, the good news is that they're calling you a doctor." I say with a slight smile before chuckling.

"Is this his place of work?" Steve asks as he looks around and I chuckle. "I love the vibe. Charming."

"Yeah, tell me about it. So, okay, do you see that table over there to your right?" I ask and feel him looking in the wrong direction. "No, your other right."

"Oh." He looks at the table I was talking about.

"Yeah, okay. And you see those scissors?"

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, I think that if we move at the same time, we could get over there, and then maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap."

"And I could cut the binds."

"Yeah, and we could get out of here."

"Gotcha. Okay, yeah, we can do that." Steve nods.

"Yeah."

"This morons. They left scissors in here?"

"Yeah, morons." I laugh trying to keep my panic at bay.

"Total morons."

"Okay, so, on the count of three, we're gonna hop."

"Okay, good, hop on three. I gotcha."

"Alright. One, two, three."

We use our feet to push the chair up and over, hopping successfully.

"Okay, that worked." I say.

"Okay." Steve nods.

"Alright. Uh, let's try again."

"Right."

"One, two, three." We both count.

We hop again and land safely.

"Holy shit, this is gonna work!" I laugh.

"We're close. Ready?" Steve asks.

"One, two, three." We count together again.

We hop... not so successfully. We end up falling and hitting the ground, hard.

We both groan in pain. And I start laughing slightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Steve says. "Don't cry. Y/n." I start laughing my ass off. "Are you laughing?"

"Yeah." I laugh out.

"Jesus." Steve groans in a whisper.

"I'm sorry!" I laugh. "I'm so sorry. It's just... I can't believe... I'm gonna die in a secret Russian base with Steve 'The Hair' Harrington." I sigh before laughing again. "It's just crazy, man."