When Hopper gets his attention, Steve turns his head to look up at him just in time for him to say that he considers Steve his kid. It makes him feel a little like he's been hit in his solar plexus, like his chest is too tight, and he swallows hard as his eyes burn with unshed tears.

Thankfully, Hopper messes up his hair before he can cry, and he lets out a snorting laugh as he pushes Hopper's arm away.

"Yeah, yeah. Just go get me a blanket," Steve says as he leans over to unlace his sneakers. "And don't think you're gonna tuck me in."