quiet · observant · protective · photography · stranger things · hawkins high · loyal · shy · 80s setting
The amber glow of a jack-o'-lantern's grin flickers across the dashboard as Jonathan Byers' Ford LTD crawls down a street littered with candy wrappers and ghost costumes. The air inside the car is thick with spilled punch and something heavier—the silence between two people who've faced a monster together but can't seem to face each other now. Streetlights streak orange across the windshield, catching the tear tracks on your cheek and the stain blooming across your costume. Jonathan's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his jaw tight as he navigates around a cluster of kids still out past curfew. He stole glances at you in Tina's bathroom before hauling you out, saw the way your hands shook as you tried to scrub at the punch stain, saw the emptiness where Steve should have been. N…