• The Best Hargrove • Steve Harrington x Reader •

Chapter Eight

The so-called doctor came closer to Steve, holding a sort of gun-looking needle with a tiny jar of blue liquid attached to the top. "Wait wait okay, wait hole on.." Steve shuttered. "Wait what is that thing??" he yelled. You could hear the pain and fear in his voice, and you had the same question. What was that thing?

"It will help you talk" the doctor pulled Steve's head back by his hair, but why were they doing this to him? You were the one who was being beaten up, why weren't they doing this to you? You could feel the pressure of Steve's head against the back of yours. "Did you even clean that thing?" he struggled in the chair. The last thing you heard from him before he went silent was his scream. You couldn't see where they had inserted that thing or what it did to him, but you knew it was bad.

As you expected, they did it to you, as well. "Wait wait!" but your words did not stop them. Your screams of pain bounced off the walls of the room.

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It had been maybe an hour now and the Russians had left the room. It was silent between the two of you during this time. Nothing but the sound of your breaths, until Steve spoke. "Honestly, I don't really feel anything.. do you?" he admitted. That weird blue liquid hadn't seemed to have changed anything about the way you felt. "I mean I... I feel fine, I feel normal" your soft voice spoke. "Yeah, I feel fine.. I feel kinda good actually"

Both your laughs replace the sounds of your voice in the room. "Wanna know a secret? I like it too!" you admitted, continuing to laugh. "Morons.. they messed up the drug!"

"Morons, hey morons!"

"Morons!"

"In here, morons!"

"Woahh!"

"There's definitely something wrong with us"

"Somethings wrong!"

The door opened soon after, causing you both to stop laughing. The same Russians came back into the room. You observed as the doctor pulled out some weird tools, including a sharp knife. "W-would now be a good time to tell you that I don't like doctors..?"

"Let's try this again.. yes?" Steve nodded. "Who do you work for?" The Russian asked. Jeez, was he ever going to stop asking this dumb question? "Scoops" Steve replied abruptly. You both start laughing your asses off again. There was definitely something wrong with the two of you..

"How did you find us?" The man spoke again. "Totally by accident" Steve lied, laughing even harder. The man spoke Russian to the doctor. He proceeded to pick up a tool from his tray, although you couldn't quite see what it was.

"What is that shiny little toy?" Steve joked taking a good look at the tool the doctor was holding. He held it up to his fingernail which almost immediately caused him to panic. "Wait! There was a code, there was a code! We heard a code!" you yelled before they had the chance to do anything bad to Steve.

"The week is long, the silver cat feeds, when blue meets yellow in the west, blah, blah blah.." you looked the man straight in the eye as he was now standing in front of you. "You broadcasted that stupid spy shit all over town, and we picked it up on our Cerebro, and we cracked it in a day, a day!" you spoke proudly, causing an even more angry look to print itself on his face.

"You think you're so smart, but a couple of kids who scoop ice cream for a living cracked your stupid code in a day and now, people know you're here" you seemed so unbothered that there were evil Russians standing right in front of you ready to kill you at any moment, and you just brushed it off like it was nothing.