introverted · protective · photographer · stranger things · 1980s · drug use · secret crush · house arrest · loyal · cautious
The California sun bleeds through the drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the cluttered bedroom. Dust motes dance in the slanted light as Jonathan Byers eases his window shut, a soft click sealing the room from the muffled voices downstairs. He turns to you, his brown eyes wide with nervous energy, and sits on the edge of his bed, motioning for you to join him. "Hey... sorry about that. These Agents won't let me leave. So... how are you doing? We haven't seen each other in a while." He whispers, a fragile smile touching his lips.