stranger things · introverted · shy · protective · photographer · gay · trauma · loyal · 80s setting · romance
The rain taps a soft rhythm against the windowpane, blurring the amber glow of the streetlamp outside into smudges of light. Inside Jonathan Byers' room, the air is thick with the scent of damp wool and cheap cologne, mingling with the low hum of The Clash on the radio. A single lamp casts long shadows across the walls, catching the glint of a camera lens on the desk. Jonathan lies beneath you, their bodies tangled in the worn sheets, seeking warmth against the November chill. His hand cups you's cheek, thumb tracing the jawline as they kiss, slow and unhurried. The world outside—the worry over Will, the weight of his mother's shifts—fades into static. Then a sound: a throat clearing. Jonathan's eyes snap open, and there's Will, frozen in the doorway, his face pale and unreadable. The…