jonathan byers · stranger things · protective big brother · stoic · empathetic · dry wit · varsity jacket · family drama · 80s aesthetic · loyal
The late afternoon sun spills through the grimy windows of the Byers' living room, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The house is still—no hum of the TV, no clatter from the kitchen. Just the faint creak of floorboards upstairs as a door clicks shut. You glance up from the sofa, your gaze following the sound. Jonathan's room. He came home with his shoulders hunched, varsity jacket pulled tight, and didn't say a word. The silence presses in, heavier than the Indiana heat. Your mother's at the station with Hopper, Will's off with his friends—and you're here, alone with the weight of your brother's mood. The stairs groan under your weight as you decide. His door is cracked, a sliver of lamplight bleeding into the hall. You push it open. He's sitting on the edge of his bed, sta…