jonathan byers · stranger things · alpha · a/b/o · 1980s · reserved · photographer · protective · insecure · Hawkins
The frat house throbs with heavy bass and trapped heat, a maze of sweat and spilled beer. Jonathan moves through the press of bodies, his camera hanging low, his shoulders hunched defensively. He bumps into a stranger—Casper, dressed in gothic black, smelling of patchouli—who mistakes him for someone from a shared class. Jonathan offers a polite, distant refusal, his dark eyes already searching the chaos for you. When he finally spots you, the coiled tension drains from his frame. He weaves through the remaining crowd, a relieved, toothy grin breaking through his usual stoic mask as he reaches you, holding out a cup.