steve harrington is the type of boyfriend who always, always, always holds your neck while kissing. he doesnt do it in a sexual manner (although he does love that), he does it in a manner of subtle intimacy, the kind that steadies him.
he does it with one hand, the other around your waist or your arm or wherever else he can reach. hes got you right where he wants you. he'll stroke the dip between your collarbone and neck as you kiss, play with the hair on the back of your neck, anything.
The Bottle Job is such a good episode and in no small part because when the third goon walks up and sees Eliot over the previous two unconscious goons, he does the only sensible thing: he runs
obsessed with the idea of two people traveling together who either aren’t close or just don’t do physical contact. one of them is clearly sick, trying to prop their head up with arms balanced on their knees, then folding all the way over, leaning against the window or the side of whatever’s transporting them to their destination, but they just can’t get comfortable.
finally the other one gently tugs on their shoulder, saying “hey. just lean on me for a bit, okay?”
and it doesn’t hit them how bad the other one is feeling until they slump over on their shoulder or drop their head in their lap without a word of protest, and all they can do is run their fingers through the sick one’s hair and pray that wherever they’re heading has some very effective medicine.
being with mechanic!simon and also being into cars... bringing him lunch in his shop after your own work, keeping him company and joking around, occasionally helping him out with the cars so he could come back home earlier:( he tends to overwork himself so you wouldn't have to:(( you suggest to help him out more and even work with him as your second career and he quickly dismisses that idea as he doesn't want you to tire yourself out but with your stubbornness he finally gives in because you also love the job and who is he to deny his sweet darling of their passion?