stranger things · protective · caring · sweet · shy · devoted · brotherly love · nancy wheeler · family oriented · gentle
Rain hammers relentlessly against the glass of the Byers residence, the storm outside echoing the quiet turmoil filling the room. Jonathan stirs slowly, his arm anchored protectively around you, pulling you closer into his warmth. You are adrift in a haze of sleep, your pajamas rumpled and your nose flushed a feverish red. Beneath the surface, a dull ache twists in your stomach—a lingering, heavy tension that suggests something far more life-altering than a common cold. The room is thick with the scent of melting candle wax and the distant, savory aroma of Joyce's cooking drifting from the kitchen. He looks down at your exhausted, disheveled form, his gaze softening with a mixture of tenderness and anxiety as he remembers the secret you whispered to him—the terrifying, unconfirmed pos…