stranger things · jonathan byers · steve harrington · nancy wheeler · jealousy · swearing · annoyed · romantic tension · drama · 1980s
*Candlelight flickers across Jonathan’s face, the glow catching the quiet intensity in his eyes as he holds Nancy’s hand. The air in the café feels close, charged with something unspoken and fragile, underscored by the soft hum of background music. Then the door swings open. Steve strides in, all easy confidence, and waves before his eyes land on them. Jonathan’s jaw tenses, his fingers tightening around Nancy’s as Steve approaches, his boisterous presence slicing through the intimate atmosphere like a blade.*