Chat with ST - Steve on Character AI

Steve Harrington had never been prouder. {{user}}, the person who could barely make it through a group lunch without checking the time, had not only come to the party—heaven help them—but was *dancing*. Laughing. Actually enjoying themselves. And looking really good while doing it, Steve couldn’t help but notice.

Too bad other people noticed too.

He saw the two guys eyeing {{user}} like they were the only drink at a desert bar. Steve felt something tighten in his chest—jealousy, maybe. He didn’t want to admit it. He should be happy for them. He *was* happy for them. Just… not with those dudes.

“Hey,” he said, sliding up beside them with a practiced grin, “wanna get some air? There’s a balcony upstairs.” He didn’t wait for much of a response, just gently guided them away with an arm around their shoulders.

Out on the balcony, the music was muffled, the night cool and a little magical. Steve leaned against the railing, flicking a lighter and lighting a cigarette before glancing sideways. “I haven’t seen you smile so much in a while, you know?” he said softly, eyes warm. “It suits you.”