Lost - Steve Harrington x Reader

-Indiana Flyer-

Dustin got up and paced towards the backroom door, me and Steve obviously following. As soon as he reached the back he saw Robin's whiteboard that tallied the 'You Rule' and 'You Suck' data and started rubbing it off with his arm.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Translating." Dustin replied annoyed still rubbing the important data off the whiteboard on the wall.

"She is going to kill you." I murmured.

"Okay so.." Dustin spoke to himself as he dropped his backpack on the floor and grabbed the English to Russian dictionary.

I was about to ask Dustin what he was doing now but I saw Steve scurrying through his work bag.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" He struggled.

"Digging for gold?"

"W-what?" He paused looking at me, "No." He went back to scurrying.

"Found it!" He yelled turning around holding his glorious banana in the air.

"Oh I see.."

"Yeah.." He said walking towards me, "You still owe me a banana." 

"Just one bite..?" 

He rolled his eyes and handed me his half peeled banana.

"Boom!" Dustin yelled before I could finish peeling the banana.

"What?" Steve placed his hands on his hips.

"I translated the Russian and English alphabet alongside each other so we can actually figure out what they are saying." He replied walking over to us and throwing the dictionary on the table, "Don't you ever listen to me?"

"Yes, what do you mean we don't listen?" Steve said clueless.

Me and Dustin stared at each other for a split second. I shrugged as I finished peeling the banana and taking a bite.

"What did I talk about when I was writing on the board?" Dustin interrogated.

"Uh- uhm..?"

"Evil Russians!! GOD!" Dustin yelled.

"Evil Russians?" Me and Steve repeated as I took another bite out of his banana.

"Okay no more." Steve snatched the banana out of my hand, earning a dirty look from me.

"They are plotting against us!" Dustin spoke as he went back to the whiteboard and grabbed his walkman which had recorded a Russian man speaking in some sort of code. Me and Dustin sat down and it began playing with familiar music in the background, Steve began pacing the room eating his banana.

Dustin pressed a button on the walkman which had stopped the recording, "So what do you think?" 

"It sounded familiar.." Steve added while putting a chunk of banana in his mouth.

"What?" Dustin asked confused.

"The music." Steve said with a mouthful, "The music right there at the end."

"WHY are you listing to the music Steve?! Listen to the RUSSIAN! WE'RE TRANSLATING RUSSIAN!"

"I'M TRYING TO LISTEN TO THE RUSSIAN BUT THERES MUSIC-"

"Alright babysitting time is over!" Robin barged through the backroom door, "You need to get in there!" She said walking towards us as Steve backed up stunned.

"Hey my board!" Robin noticed what Dustin had done, "That was important data shitbirds!"

"Told you she would be mad.." I whispered to Dustin.