#steveheadcanon

cuz our baby boy gets a lil embarrassed and red at times 🥴

• literally the cutest little mess when he’s flustered

•he tries super hard to cover up his embarrasment when he is

•but you can see right through him

•one time you guys were sitting on your bed making out

•and dustin barges in

• “y/n, have you seen- OH MY GOD”

•you and steve pull apart

•steve turns super red

• “what did we say about knocking, henderson”

• “neeevermind y/n, found him”

•you laugh

•steve doesn’t find it funny in the least

•but he’s so embarrassed and cute like this

•you tell dustin you’ll be down in five

• “you’re cute when you’re embarrassed”

• “i am NOT embarrassed”

• “then why so red harrington?”

•he turns even redder omg

•you boop him on the nose

•back to making out

•teehe

•another time he was waiting downstairs for you talking with your mom

•you come down looking super pretty

•in a dress he’s never seen before

•baby boy has such heart eyes for you

•he has no words when you show up

•he tries acting normal in front of your mother

•as soon as you leave your house

•he’s all over you

• “can we stay here instead?”

• “no, steve.”

• “pleaseee?”

• “be good at dinner and we’ll see”

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•steve’s usually the one who takes care of you

•but sometimes poor boy gets sick or too drunk

•and you’re always there

•cuz he does everything for you

•so why not return the favour?

•you had plans to go over one day

•and he calls you saying don’t

•because he’s sick :(

•”baby, i’ll come and help you”

•”no i don’t want us both getting sick”

•after what feels like an hour of bickering, he finally gives in

•you head over straight away

•he’s on his couch with a blanket tangled around his legs

•”y/n?”

•you kneel down to feel his forehead

•”you’re burning up!”

•”it’s not THAT bad is it?”

•it’s bad

•”just lay with me, please”

•he scoots over

•you join him

•he snuggles against your neck

•and you feel him fall asleep against you

•you slowly drift off too

•you wake up and see it’s dark outside

•how long have you been sleeping??

•you turn and see steve smiling down at you

•”hey”

•”hi...”

•he leans down to kiss you

•and then you quickly pull apart

•”steve!”

•and then he realizes

•you’re going to be sick tomorrow

•what a dingus

•as you get up to leave, he pleads you to stay

•”we might as well be sick together”

•”god you’re needy”

•but he’s too cute

•so you stay the night

•and yes, you feel your throat start to itch the next day

is it just me or is it super cute sometimes when guys are really drunk and need you to baby them? steve is no exception

drunk steve doesn’t come out often

but when he does

oh boy

you hate parties, but somehow steve convinced you to go to one

because “everyone was going to be there”

you’d much prefer a quiet night in watching movies till either of you fell asleep

but you gave in

you guys go to the party

and some girls from school join you

steve leaves you guys alone for a bit

you drink some of the spiked punch

and you’re having a good time!

you’ve talked to more people tonight than since high school started probably

you lose track of time

but then see it’s 1am

you’re pretty sober by now

looking for your boy

and you find him outside

chugging from the keg

“steve.”

“oh hi baby” *giggles

“it’s late, we should head back to my place”

“cmon y/n it’s only what, 10?”

“past midnight actually”

you notice he’s really drunk lol and he never usually gets like this

“how many beers did you have?”

“7,8? oh maybe like 12? yeah definitely 12”

you shake your head and drag him out to his car

he gets into the drivers seat but you pull him out

“no way you’re driving like that”

you try to get into the car but he pulls you into his arms instead

he smells like cheap alcohol

and his hair is a MESS

“mmmm you smell like rainbows”

what is a rainbow supposed to smell like you wonder

he doesn’t pull away from you but just leans against your shoulder

you push him away and seat him into the passenger seat, patting him on the shoulder

“let’s go home buddy”

you get back to your house

no ones home

you half carry steve on your shoulder inside

onto the couch

he’s half asleep already

you drape a couple blankets over him

and you turn to head upstairs

and you just hear giggles galore

“go to sleep, dingus”

“but baaabyyy”

“but what?”

“you no kiss me”

you sigh but smile to yourself cuz he’s just being cute

and lean down to kiss him on the forehead

“better?”

“better.”

“you’re gonna be so hungover tomorrow, god”

and he just giggles again

“goodnight steve”