I’m your DCMK 2021 Secret Santa!! This took me a good while but I managed to finish it!
I originally wanted to draw both Kazuha & Heiji walking in the snow together but I ended up having a lot to do in december so now it’s just Kazuha!
I’m happy with that though! I think I did great with her, I had fun designing her dress, drawing the city and making everything pretty much beautiful!~
Hope you enjoy your gift and have an wonderful holidays!!
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader, side Billy Hargrove x Reader
Words:1503
Summary: Y/N and Steve discuss the arrangements of their fake relationship.
Warnings:none
A/N:!! PLEASE READ THIS !! Here’s part two! Again, if you wanna enter the tag list, let me know. Also, I had this idea I wanna try out… I’m gonna leave here a few questions about this part that will have some hints about the next part and I wanted you guys to answer them for me in my ask box so I can improve my writing and add a few of your ideas (read them only after you read this part though so you won’t get spoilers ahhah). 1. What do you think will happen in the morning before the party?; 2. Have you noticed anything weird about Y/N’s behavior?; 3. Do you think they’ll be able to convince everyone without kissing? Enjoy (: tagged ones are below the cut!
Steve had no idea how long he had laid on his bed staring up at the ceiling and waiting for sleep to come. No matter how hard he tried, his mind wouldn’t shut up. It was like all that had happened earlier that day had switched a button inside his brain that let all the feelings he had been so careful to hide — even from himself — out to the surface.
He kept analyzing every word, touch and lingering glance… Steve wasn’t a fool. He knew Y/N didn’t feel the same way he did, but sometimes she would just do something that would leave him wandering ‘what if?’. And now he had just agreed to treat her like his girlfriend, to not have to stop himself from staring at her for too long, to be able to call her ‘his’ and it wasn’t real. The moment they were by themselves or the moment she got what she wanted, Steve would be just Y/N’s best friend again. It was almost as bad as not having her at all.
Steve looked at the clock beside his bed, remembering Y/N had said she would call him to “discuss arrangements”. Steve groaned, not wanting to know what she exactly meant by that. Almost as if on cue, Steve heard a knock on his door.
“Stevie?” Y/N’s voice echoed throughout the room.
Steve shut his eyes tightly before taking a deep breath, bracing himself for whatever would come next. “Come on in.”
He heard the door open and close and felt a body lay down next to his. ‘Great,’ Steve thought sarcastically, ‘have her body pressed close to mine is just what I need right now’.
“Hi, boyfriend.” Y/N said casually from above him, causing Steve to let out some sort of strangled noise in response. She hit him lightly in the chest. “Come on, stop being so uptight. Is this still about Billy? Because I already told you—”
“No, it’s nothing. Just drop it.” Steve murmured impatiently.
“If it’s nothing then open your eyes and look at me.” Y/N dared him, her breath warm on his face.
Steve knew that if he didn’t, she would know that something was up, so he opened them. Y/N laid on her side, her arm supporting her head and her face just above his. Their faces were so close that if Steve moved his head up a bit, he’d be kissing her.
“There you go.” Y/N whispered, looking down on him. Steve thought he had seen something change in her eyes, but before he could pinpoint what it was, she had seated up with her back to him. Steve let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding the moment she leaned away.
“Sit up. We have to talk.” Y/N said, her sweet voice now sounding serious and professional. Steve gulped loudly and did as he was told.
“I thought you were going to call.” he said as he adjusted himself on the bed so they would have a little more space between their bodies.
She turned her head to him and shrugged. “I was, but I don’t think that’s a conversation over the phone.”
That seemed to only make the atmosphere between them more tense — Steve nervous about what she was going to say and Y/N worried she wouldn’t be able to word it right.
“Besides, do you have anything better to do than hangout with your best friend on a Friday night?” Y/N said chuckling in an attempt to lighten up the mood.
The words ‘best friend’ just plunged the invisible knife deeper into Steve’s chest, remembering him exactly what he was and would always be. “What is it that you want to talk about?” he asked in a crude manner.
Y/N was clearly hurt by that, her smile faltering. “I, uh… I wanted us to set boundaries for our… You know…” she answered hesitantly.
“Our fake relationship?” Steve completed, focusing his eyes at her and shaking his head. “We never had boundaries before.”
“Well, yeah, that was before we started this.” she said and gestured between them with her hand.
“You said people already thought we were dating. I figured we would just not deny it now.” he told her scowling.
Steve knew he had no right to feel angry at her. It was his fault that he let himself fall so deeply for her, but listening to Y/N talk about boundaries and their friendship just set him off. He was tired of boundaries. He was tired of having to always limit his actions and feelings when all he wanted to do was hold her and tell her how he felt.
“There’s more to dating than holding hands and hanging out, Steve.” Y/N stated.
‘That’s all you think we do? Hold hands and hang out?’ Steve wanted to say, but he didn’t. “Like what?” he asked instead.
“Like kissing, for example. And pet names.” Y/N had her eyebrows furrowed and looked straight ahead, as if she had forgotten Steve was there next to her. “And love. And lust. And pure adoration for one another.”
“If we do that, wouldn’t it contradict our whole ‘we broke up because we were better off as friends’ thing?” he questioned warily, almost too afraid to listen to what she would say to that.
Y/N looked back at him again. “There’s a difference between loving someone and being in love with them, Steve.”
It would be so easy for Steve to say it in that moment — ‘I’m in love with you’ — but his mouth felt dry and the words just wouldn’t leave his mouth.
“And I love you.” Y/N told Steve earnestly. He had heard her say that to him so many times, but this time around it felt different. It felt like she was saying it with sadness, and Steve couldn’t know why.
Y/N turned her whole body to Steve, sitting with her legs crossed while facing him. “That’s why I want to do this right. I’d hate to lose you because you were being a good friend and helping me hook up with some guy.”
“You’re never going to lose me, Y/N.” he whispered, mimicking her position and sitting face to face with her. “Even if the guy is Billy Hargrove.”
Y/N let out a laugh at that, bringing her hands up and pushing him playfully. Steve smiled and grabbed her hands, bringing them down and lacing their fingers together. This was easy for Steve. Joking around and being affectionate with each other has been something they’ve done for as long as he could remember.
“Hey, Billy’s hot, ok? He’d be a good hook up, that’s all there is to it.” Y/N said and squeezed his hands. “You know, there’s only one guy who’s hotter than him.”
Steve’s heart dropped. “And who would that be?” he sighed.
“Oh, just some guy named Steve Harrington.” she said giggling. Steve felt his cheeks go red even though he knew she couldn’t actuallymean what she had said.
“Flattery will get you nowhere.” he mumbled, rolling his eyes dramatically.
Y/N pouted and cocked her head to the side. “I’m only telling you the truth.”
Not a second later, Y/N let go of Steve’s hand and pushed him down on the bed once again. Out of reflex, Steve opened his arms and let Y/N lay down on his chest, wrapping his arms around her back.
This had always been Y/N’s way of telling Steve she wanted him to hold her. She would always somehow find a way to get him to lay down — that could happen just with a certain look on her face or literally her pushing him down — but she would never actually say the words. Steve never questioned her why, thinking it was just another one of her quirks and mannerisms he had grown to love.
“The party is tomorrow.” she stated suddenly. Steve only hummed in response. “And I’m guessing you won’t feel comfortable kissing me.” she continued on, her voice getting slower and quieter with every word.
The selfish part of Steve’s brain wanted to tell Y/N she was wrong, that there was nothing in this world he wanted to do more than kiss her. But, thankfully, the racional side of his brain spoke louder this time and he made the right decision regarding this whole situation for once. “No, I won’t.”
“Then we’ll have to really make it seem like we’re in love, Harrington.” Y/N breathed out on his neck before pressing a kiss into his exposed skin and cuddling further into him.
Only when her breathing had slowed down and little snores started coming out of her nose was when Steve gathered the courage to say it out loud. “I’m in love with you, Y/N.”
He let the words roll out of his tongue slowly, a relieved smiled plastering on his face as he forgot all the worries and heartbreaks the next day would bring and held the girl he loved.
