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The Byers (plus Jane and Hopper) have moved to California after the burning of the Starcourt mall that had unknowingly gone off. The chief of police had resigned and joined them, now it had been a year since the incident.
Mike had broken up with Jane right before the Hopper-Byers moved out of the state and decided to stay as friends, rekindling and strengthening his friendship with Will after a minor conflict.
It was no secret that Will’s older brother, Jonathan, had been dating Steve Harrington, though they were keeping it low since it’s not exactly queer-friendly in the 80’s. They had been calling any chance that Steve gets from his job, with Robin jabbing at him for being so lovey-dovey with his boyfriend.
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Summer break! Everyone’s at the pool, getting cool snacks, hanging out with friends, everything you could possibly do with barely any school. Mike is packing his stuff, is he going camping? Maybe a summer program? Nope! He’s visiting the Hopper-Byers family in California, his flight is at 9 AM the next day.
Mike thinks about the things he could possibly do with Will and Jane; doing new activities they haven’t done before or trying out what California has to offer? He’s extremely excited to see both of his friends again.
‘Right.. Hawkins gets movie DVDs much earlier than California due to shipment or something.. I should bring some to watch with Will and El.’
For context, Mike and his friends like calling Jane ‘El’ because she was the eleventh person to join their elementary class. She was funded to get education because she was uneducated at her age. That’s when the party decided to have her in the group.
Mike gets up from the ground and zips the roller bag halfway, planning to pack more if needed — besides, his flight isn’t until tomorrow so he doesn’t have to finalize so soon.
He exits his room and takes the flight of stairs down towards the front door. He calls back to his mother who’s in the kitchen baking food with Holly.
“Mom! Going to Family Video!” He loudly announces in the big house, running off into the driveway outside and picking up his bike.
“Okay! Just be careful!” Mrs. Wheeler yells back even after Mike had left the house, Holly clutters with the tools and Mrs. Wheeler sighs.
The process of picking it up and immediately riding it after it gains balance is habitual, Mike almost falls off his bike.
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“Hm? Yeah, I’ll make sure to give you a lot of kisses when I see you ever again, alright?” Steve grins happily as he rests his head on the telephone.
He feels a nudge at his back as Robin walks past him, exiting the counter to assist a customer. “Hey! The hell was that for?” Steve reclaimed, waving his free hand up in the air and it immediately fell down with no resistance.
“You should take your cotton candy affection elsewhere, it’s seriously affecting me!” Robin looks over her shoulder as she recommends some random drama flick.
Steve makes a face — the voice on the line speaks, grabbing Steve’s attention immediately. “Oh no, that wasn’t for you, that was Robin y’know?” He clarifies to the other person.
The door to the store opens, Steve glances as he sees Mike walking in. “Talk to ya later, hm? Love you, babe.” He hangs up a bit after the other side returns the words.
“Sup kid, what do you want now?” Steve raises an eyebrow, leaning his entire weight as he rests his right forearm on the counter that’s a lot higher than Mike.
“Okay, so you know how I have a flight to California tomorrow. I need movie recommendations that can last a week and entertain Will and El.”
Mike states, putting his hands out while motioning it up and down.
Steve hums, catching Mike’s drift. “Yeah, uh huh, can’t they just.. rent it.. in California…? You know that you’ll get a fee if you can’t return it in time.” Steve is quite confused by Mike’s request.
The older man snaps his fingers and makes a sarcastically happy face. “Ah hah! I know now, you’re tryna impress little Byers, hm? I know what you are, kiddo.”
Steve makes that motion where you use the index and middle finger and eyeing yourself and the person you’re talking to.
Mike flushes at the sudden accusation, scratching the back of his neck with an unamused expression. “Yea, yea. Just help me out here Steve.” He rests his hands on the counter.
“Okay!” Steve raises his hands up to the sides of his head. “I’ll help ya lil’ Wheeler, but I’m going to have to ask you for a favor…” He mischievously smirks at Mike. “Go on..?” The younger asks…
Will, Jane, Jonathan, and Argyle are all at the airport, waiting at the terminal that Mike is supposed to come out from. The younger kids are on the chairs while the older ones are standing next to the chairs.
The chaotic atmosphere of the airport flies around, people pour out of the terminal and do whatever they need to do. One of those people is Mike Wheeler himself! The group waves him over as he walks over.. with his.. bucket hat and floral shirt..?
Will and Jane run over first, hugging Mike as he takes off his shades from his face. “Hey guys! I missed you two!” He hugs both of them tightly.
Mike hands over the small bouquet of flowers to Will and a Hawkins-exclusive Eggo pack to Jane.
Jonathan smiles at the small reunion, his eyes dart to the terminal where he sees a familiar silhouette.. great dark brown curly hair.. tall figure.. somewhat matching Mike with the.. floral shirt.. oh. Jonathan’s eyes widen at the sight of the person.
“STEVE?!” Jonathan yelled out, the chatter surrounding the group quieted down a bit by the sudden outburst. Will and Jane also were surprised by the sudden visit!
“What the fuck are you doing here!?” Jonathan walks over towards Steve who puts his shades up on his head. The group gathers closer to Steve’s presence.
“I went with Wheeler, he decided to take me along.” He grins innocently as Jonathan approaches closer. The shorter sighs as the taller suddenly brings up into a hug, which Jonathan reluctantly melts into.
“Wait, I thought your ticket was only for one person?” Will asks towards Mike. “Oh well, they still had space and Steve tagged along so..” This doesn’t make sense, now Steve is in California..
Argyle approaches Steve, putting his arm around him. “Yo.. you must be Jon’s friend, the one he keeps talkin’ about!” Argyle says while grinning widely — Steve is the opposite. Who was he to touch him? Only Jonathan has those rights!
“Can I ask.. who is.. this..?” Steve grudgingly asks. “Steve, that’s Argyle, Argyle, that’s Steve.” Jonathan introduces the two to themselves. Argyle puts his arm away and punches Steve’s shoulder gently. “Yeah.. Jon was right, you do look like a model.” He smirks.
Steve’s expression turns to surprise. “Oh? Jon said that about me..?” Steve does his usual grin and Jonathan flushes at the remark by Argyle.
He coughs forcefully and loudly.
“Erm..! Erm.. Yeah I said that, let’s just go back home so you two can unpack?” Jonathan quickly changes the topic before they get stuck talking in the airport until midnight.
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It had been two days since their arrival in California. The Hopper-Byer family had been taking in Mike and Steve peacefully as they all hung out to catch up after a year.
On the first day, they dropped Mike, Will, and Jane in the roller rink — they had stayed there until six in the evening. The older kids don’t really know what happened there and they won’t really talk about it. They went golfing out in the remote area with abandoned cars.
Now it’s the second day, the trio decide to stay in while watching movies that Mike picked — thanks to Steve and Robin specifically. Jonathan is still shocked by the sudden appearance of Steve, after considering, he decides to take him out on a date! With Argyle being their wingman!… or third-wheel.
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“Where to first? Special of you to take me out specifically today, Jon.” Steve rests his arm around Jonathan’s shoulder while slightly leaning his head on his side against Jonathan’s.
Jonathan chuckles at the statement by Steve, also leaning into his boyfriend’s head. “It’s a Tuesday, so it’ll be calmer when it comes to the spots we’re going to.”
“Really? Weekdays are busier than any day of the week!” Steve speaks from experience in the DVD rental job he does. “Yeah but it’s usually more busy on weekends because kids have parents who can’t drop them off due to work or important shit.” Jonathan clarifies, I guess it’s the life of Californians!
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They arrive at the roller rink that the younger trio went to yesterday. The quick process is done, now they just need to put on the shoes. “Seriously? Didn’t the kiddos go here yesterday?” Steve asks while tying the laces of the shoe.
“At least the kids won’t have to witness us.” Jonathan replies, standing up with ease. Steve looks up to his boyfriend, God, he’s so beautiful. “Wha– How’d you get up so easily?” Steve is stunned by the ease.
“I go here with the kids sometimes, they drag Argyle and I into the rink sometimes.” He points his thumb to Argyle who’s on the diner booths, eating fries and waving at the two. Steve’s demeanor immediately drops as he waves — humming a short bit.
Steve tries standing up but almost falls back onto the seat they were just sitting on. “Oh shit—!” He yelps but a sudden weight catches him, Steve feels arms wrapped around his waist.
“Got you.” Jonathan smiles softly at his almost fallen partner. Steve would comically nosebleed at the ethereal sight of his boyfriend catching him, he’s so lucky to be with him.
With his right arm, he pulls away from the waist and holds Steve’s left hand as he pulls him back up into balance. Steve slides quickly in a small motion, almost falling over once more, just face first if Jonathan wasn’t there to assist him.
“It’s okay, I know a thing or two about skating, you’ll be fine.” Jonathan assures him as he guides Steve along with him, getting into the rink is now step one of the challenge. Jonathan easily gets in the rink and Steve holds onto the railing and his boyfriend’s hand.
“Shit– dude– I don’t want to fall over on my ass or my face, I don’t want any concussion whatsoever!” Steve panicked, sliding his skates in that small back and forth motion again. Jonathan chortles at the sigh of his partner struggling.
He slides over in front of Steve and takes both of his hands, moving slowly as he skates a bit backwards, giving Steve some motion. “I’ll hold your hand, do you want me to teach you how to move forward?” Steve immediately nods at the inquiry.
Jonathan moves out of Steve’s way and skates alongside him, holding his hand while his partner grips tighter. “I’m not sure how to explain it but Will told me a more simplified way.” The shorter man scratches the corner of his lip with his left hand. “It’s fine! If lil’ Byers can skate, it’s perfectly fine to get advice from him.” Steve remarks with a panicking voice, like he’s about to fall.
“So you know how a pizza slice looks right? Use your dominant foot and curve it forward to a point to gain traction, and then use the opposite foot to do the same so you can move, make sure your foot doesn’t move on that point where the other foot will bump into it.”
Steve just listens to whatever his boyfriend says, he uses his free arm, the right, to tug on Jonathan’s cardigan — glancing at Jonathan’s feet which are moving in that exact ‘pizza’ motion he was talking about. “How about you try it?” His partner offers. Steve nods hesitantly.
Right foot..
Left foot..
Right foot..
Left foot..
Oh shit.. he’s getting the hang of this! Who knew skating was this easy?
Jonathan unknowingly takes his hand away from Steve’s grasp, letting him skate on his own without guidance. His face warms up at the sight of his boyfriend skating in awe.
Oh wait.. come to think of it, did he teach Steve how to break or at least turn..? Oh no.
“Wait– Jon–“ Steve looks over his shoulder to see Jonathan behind him.
CRASH!
Steve’s abdomen hits the railing without his knowledge and makes him cramp over his stomach, wrapping his arms around it while he bends over and gripping the railing with his right arm.
Jonathan laughs at the sudden incident and hurriedly skates over to his partner. “Hah.. You okay..? Sorry– I thought it was funny to let you skate on your own.” He grabbed the railing while rubbing the tears off his eyes. “Your sense of humor is shit, Byers! I would’ve gotten an injury!” Steve angrily remarks.
He suddenly feels a hand move his jaw while he’s still hunched over, he makes eye contact with his boyfriend by the sudden behavior. “You’re not mad at me right, Harrington? That’d be unfortunate, given that you said you’d give me kisses when you see me again..”
Oh God.. not this.. both Steve and Jonathan know that he can't do this manipulative shit that Jonathan does when he gets Steve mad at him. He knows it’s bad but he genuinely falls for it every time.
Steve flushes at the sudden reminder that he was supposed to give him kisses when he saw his partner, yet he hadn’t! Gosh, what kind of a fucking boyfriend are you Steve? “Okay..! Fine.. but next time, you’re not getting away that easily!” The shorter smirks.
“Awh.. I knew you’d let it go, you’re so pathetic, Harrington. It’s adorable in a way.” This level of degradation is really something Steve wouldn’t tolerate.. but from Jonathan Byers himself? ..He’s the exception. “Your ears are red, so cute.” Jonathan claims, rubbing his thumb on Steve’s cheek.
When Steve blushes extremely hard, it’s usually his cheeks, the nose, both up and down the tips of his ears, the ends of his neck, shoulders, and knees that brighten up. “Shut up and teach me how to skate, Byers.” He makes an unamused face to Jonathan.
“Okay okay, you’ll get your teachings.” Jonathan grabs Steve’s wrist gently off the railing and guides him back into the center. Not many kids skate in the morning and it’s usually around lunchtime when crowds start pouring in the roller rink. “Turning’s easy, just use the outer foot to bend the curve. If you’re turning left, use your right, if you’re turning right, use your left.”
“Turning is also a method of braking, it slows you down so you have to make those ‘pizza’ patterns again to increase speed.” Jonathan continues. “Braking is easy, just do the ‘pizza’ technique again but with both your feet, just don’t do too much so the tips won’t collide.”
The two skate together a bit more as Steve learns basic technique, usually asking how Jonathan can skate backwards which isn’t too easy. After a long time, they skate freely from each other and skate individually without the dependency of the other.
Steve eventually gets tired and wants to order lunch so he doesn’t have to deal with the parade of meddling children who might bump into him while he skates. God forbid he wants some leisure time with his boyfriend! He stops at the exit section, stepping off the tiny ledge carefully without slipping — he suddenly feels a huge weight bump onto his back.
“Oof!” Steve yelped in surprise. He turned over his shoulder to see Jonathan hugging his waist from behind, resting his head on his back. “You’re touchy today, is this part of the date package?” Steve smirks at the affection. “Maybe you should hurry up and get to the table, I would’ve bumped into you if I didn’t know who you were.” Ouch, no need to clock him like that Jonathan, take a chill pill.
Steve eventually reaches the booth that Argyle is sitting in, eating and drinking some food as he slides over and sits on the edge of the chair. “So.. you’re.. Argyle?” Steve hesitantly asks, trying to make small talk to not make things awkward between them.
Argyle nods. “Yeah, Me and Jon like to smoke pot and usually I drive him and his siblings to school with the van we ride in.” He casually mentions his deeds to Steve, putting a hand up to the hair while talking more nonsense Steve doesn’t particularly want to hear.
How come he gets to drive Jonathan around? Why does he get to smoke drugs with Jonathan? Whoever this guy is, he ain’t stealing his Jonathan. It feels off putting, getting jealous over the fact that Argyle gets to spend time with Jonathan.
The eight wheels roll over towards the booth, getting Steve off his trance of jealousy. “I see you guys are trying to get to know each other?” Jonathan jokes, sitting next to Steve who moves further into the booth and next to the wall.
“Uh yeah man, never knew Argyle took care of your family’s transportation issue.” Steve halfheartedly replied, making Jonathan raise a suspicious eyebrow. “Erm, that was a joke babe.” Steve quickly corrects himself.
“So..! What’d you order Jon? For lunch, I mean.” Steve changes the subject and rests his head on his hand that rests on the table. “Just burgers with fries. Nothing too special.” Jonathan responds, resting his forearms on the table in front of him.
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It’d been at least two hours after their lunch, they’ve already changed the location of the date! Now they’re at this park, walking around the gravel path that crushes underneath the people who walk along.
Argyle isn’t much of a walker and doesn’t plan on changing that, so he stays in the van, parked outside the park while he eats the leftover fries that he didn’t finish inside the roller rink.
The two walk around the area, Jonathan occasionally takes a picture or two of the same subject with his camera that he got on Christmas. If you’re wondering who got the camera, it was both Jane and Will who got it for him — saving their allowance combined just to fuel his passion for photography more.
Steve’s just happy to be there. He likes watching Jonathan picture stuff, it makes him happy that his boyfriend is happy. Out of the corner of his eye, Steve notices an ice cream stand nearby — a few children are surrounding the area. He sneakily runs off just to get a cone for both himself and Jonathan.
After the realization of Steve’s absence, it was when he immediately returned with two cones of ice cream; mint and chocolate pudding. “Wait– Did you just.. run off to buy ice cream for us..?” Jonthan hesitates, clutching his camera by his chest.
Steve chuckles by the remark, nudging over the chocolate pudding flavored ice cream towards Jonathan. He eventually takes it from him and sits by a bench nearby. Steve follows alongside.
“Enjoying your ice cream, Byers?” Steve questions, putting an arm around Jonathan, who leans into the gesture. The two enjoy their ice cream in silence, Jonathan finishes his first and just watches his boyfriend eating mint ice cream.
The sun blares so much, it’s mid afternoon yet it’s extremely hot. Good thing for ice cream! Jonathan suddenly gets a thought, remembering a conversation he had with Nancy after their break-up — which was a year ago.
Jonathan nudges his boyfriend’s side, grabbing his attention while he almost finishes his ice cream. “Six little nuggets, hm?” Jonathan casually brings that out, followed by a loud ‘pfft’ sound with Steve spitting micro pieces of leftover ice cream in his mouth.
“Wha– where’d you– I only said that to– huh?” The genuine confusion makes Jonathan laugh, bringing a hand up to his mouth as he slightly covers his mouth.
“Nancy told me.” Steve’s brain stops working. “I guess you know what you want then.” Jonathan closes his eyes with a gentle expression on his face, almost resting his head on Steve’s shoulder — which flexed back from his shoulder from the shock of the sudden statement.
Steve flushes as the teasing, feeling a certain warmth he gets whenever he’s with Jonathan. “Y’know, if you’re still with me in the future, you’re going to have to help.” Steve jokes. “Yea, if, I’ll help you alright, might as well fuck you hard enough to get our own children.”
A loud cough sounds between them, making Steve choke on his own spit while blushing more redder by the immediate flirt. “Jesus! Man– You..! Since when do you flirt like that?!” The abysmal shock immediately sends Jonathan into bits of laughter — clutching his stomach by the pain of laughing.
“You’re lucky I let you fuck me.” Steve remarks, eating his last bit of his cone. “Yeah, so I’ll probably break your legs by the time the fifth kid arrives.” Jonathan smirks innocently. God damn you Byers! This isn’t over! Steve’s entire face is just red, how come he’s the one getting flirted at when he’s supposed to be the flirty one!
“I’m joking of course..! Unless..” Jonathan lowers his voice on the ‘unless’ — grinning and tapping on Steve’s lap. “Jonathan–! You’re so.. ugh!” Steve is frustrated, rubbing his hand against his face. He immediately feels a smooch against his cheek; Jonathan recoiling as he turns to see the culprit.
Steve looks at him unamused. “Are you drugged? Are you really Jonathan?" He questions his own boyfriend, pointing his index finger against Jonthan’s chest. “Relax.. I was just messing with you, I know you like being de–“ A finger is shoved against Jonthan’s mouth. “NO. NOT IN PUBLIC.” Steve demands.
After just a full afternoon of talking and teasing, they finally head back to the Hopper-Byers household. Let’s not forget the ride back, Argyle was personally listening to a mixtape on his headphones, prompting Steve and Jonathan to make out at the back of his van.
The door opens as the van drifts off away from the house. The two walk in, immediately bolting for Jonathan’s room — abruptly stopped by the ex-chief officer of Hawkins himself. “You two are back? I expected later.” Steve immediately tugs his shirt above to his neck, laughing nervously.
“Oh, Hopper, I thought you wouldn’t be home until seven–“ Jonathan quipped. “Your old man got sent home early, don’t do anything rash in Jon’s bedroom.” Hopper waves off, walking away and heading into the kitchen with Joyce making some Eggo special for the younger kids.
They immediately run off after the encounter, giggling as Jonathan tugs Steve along with him. The door closes after they both arrive in Jonathan’s extremely messy bedroom. “Lucky that Hopper didn’t see the damn hickeys you gave me, man, you’re one hell of an aggressive biter.”
Steve turns around to take his boyfriend to the bed, only to meet Jonathan’s lips on his. He returns the kiss as his boyfriend pushes him on the bed. Jonthan leans on against Steve, looming over him, deepening the kiss and wrapping his arms around Steve's waist.
Their heads tilt, smashing their face together aggressively while fighting for dominance. Steve moves one of his hands against Jonathan’s back hair, tugging on it as they continue. A saliva string extends as they pull away, regaining oxygen after the kiss. “You’re cute from this angle, Harrington.” Jonathan smiles, using one of his hands to cup his face.
“Haven’t you told me that already.. when we had.. sex?” Steve genuinely asks while panting. “Yeah, but it makes it meaningful when I repeat it.” Jonathan rubs his thumb against Steve’s cheek, making intricate patterns on it, tracing the moles on Steve’s face as well.
They rest their foreheads against each other, taking a moment of silence while holding each other. “Oh right, I almost forgot something– Can’t believe I forgot for two days–!” Steve immediately announces, making Jonathan flinch slightly at the announcement.
Steve moves his boyfriend to the side and runs over to his luggage that sits next to the closet and unzips the zipper behind the small compartments of miscellaneous items — grabbing a box that’s wrapped with tape.
He walks over and sits on the edge of the bed alongside Jonthan, who tilts his head with curiosity. “I was supposed to give you this on your birthday but uhm.. happy extremely early birthday.” Steve smiles shyly as he hands over the box to Jonathan who rests it on his lap.
Jonathan hesitantly opens the box, immediately greeted with a box of the newest camera model that had just come out that year. It was on top of another gift below, a grey cardigan with black buttons and black complimentary bits. His eyes widened by the gift — instantly turning his head towards Steve who rubs the back of his neck shyly.
“It’s not much but I figured I could combine things you liked. Photography and cardigans..? Oh, check under the camera, there’s two more things.” Steve pointed. Jonathan lifted the box of the camera gently and inspected it all the while placing it down beside him on the bed. He notices the cassette tape alongside a note.
Steve turns red instantaneously when he spots the note as well, panicking inside as Jonathan picks both the tape and note, reading the thing in whispers.
“To my dearest, love Jonathan,
I really don’t know how to write a letter, it’s not like it’s in the 1800s.. but I just wanted to express how I feel about us. How much I love you. <—— That felt extremely cheesy (in messy handwriting, presumably rushed).
It’s not like I want to break up or anything, I just want to say how much I love you. I love you for being.. Well, you. Your looks, your passion for photography, your personality, how much you care for others, it’s insane, it’s like God blessed me with a personal angel a package deal sent to me specifically by Heaven themselves. I know we’ve been dating for at least two years and I haven’t gotten to give you a proper gift on any special occasion, I always thought you were just mature enough to not need presents but I felt obligated so I did this for you.
I know you like photography, everyone does, it’s your well known trait.. so I got you the most recent release of the newest camera model. Tada! Do you like it? I hope your collection of 2 cameras doesn’t get replaced by my gift. Also made a mixtape of our favorite songs combined, Robin helped out, hope you think of me like it. You keep wearing jackets, preferably cardigans for some reason, so I got you a plain one. I don’t know your taste in clothes but I know you like band tees. I picked out your favorite bands, courtesy of Robin for helping out.
Okay look, what my point is, I freaking love you. I always thought I’d just grow up to hook up with girls only but now.. I really want to spend time with you and you only. I like how.. stupid you are when you fail at stuff and I love how you warm me up both ways. I don’t know how much I can express my feelings for you in this single note. I always thought you were a loser but I regretted my actions for breaking your camera and.. making fun of your missing brother and family situation. I don’t like looking back at that. Enough with the sad talk, I apologize for my actions, happy birthday Jonathan Byers, my love.
— Steve “The Hair” Harrington”
“You sure this is just a note? Seems more like a love letter to me.” Jonathan chuckles, folding the ‘letter’ and placing it on his nightstand stand. “I’ll read it whenever I feel anything negative.” He smiles gently at Steve.
“Really–? I thought it was stupid for me to write that– I was considering throwing that shit away–“ Steve rambles on as Jonathan takes out the cardigan and three band tees from the box. “Y’know, I wrote that note almost five times until Robin actually helped me–“ Steve felt a hand on his cheek, a kiss followed by it.
“I really love it, Steve, thank you.” He stands up, throwing the box away into a pile of large boxes that stay at the corner of his room. Steve immediately melts into warmth as Jonathan returns to bed, sitting on the edge next to his partner.
Jonathan takes off his current cardigan, chucking it onto the laundry basket next to his desk of stuff. He tries on the new one that he got from Steve, fidgeting with the sleeves. “It’s comfortable, I like it.” Jonathan smiles wholeheartedly and Steve looks away flushed, God he looks so adorable when he’s this vulnerable!
“Well, don’t you think I should get a kiss for my gift?” Steve regains some strength left in him, pointing at himself for a kiss. Jonathan stares at him, no reaction. “It’s okay, I don’t—“ Jonathan kisses him, immediately taking control and guiding Steve onto the bed properly.
“Hey, mom said that dinner is–“ The door opens as Will interrupts their session, his eyes widened at the sudden situation. Jonathan on top of Steve who was halfway off stripping him naked. “OH! Uhm! I’m so.. I’m so sorry for.. i-interrupting–! I’ll tell mom you’re not hungry—“ Will abruptly slams the door and footsteps run off.
The two men look at each other after and giggle a little at the intrusion. God knows whatever they’ve done that evening..! Lots of kissing and.. thrusting.
~
Steve was seeing stars, if he was a cartoon character, he’d have spiral eyes and a halo of stars above him while drooling comically. The two lie in bed, cuddling each other as Jonathan rests on top of Steve, he looks cute in doing so.
Mind you, that man was fucking his guts out while Steve moaned like a bitch loudly, very inconsiderate considering that the Hopper-Byers was asleep by now. Now the very man who made Steve see heaven for a second is now on top of him, snoring softly on his chest.
Steve sighs at the sight of his adorable boyfriend; he takes Jonathan’s camera and adjusts the focus, putting the camera down for a second when he needs to adjust the lens. He looks up towards his boyfriend when he sees him staring back, resting his head on his hand.
“Caught you, Harrington.” He smirks, pointing at the camera with his free hand. “Congrats! I don’t know what to give for your reward.” Steve sarcastically shoots back, putting the camera on the nightstand. “You better scream my name when I fuck you again, I like it when you whimper it out when I put it in you. It’s pathetic in a way.” Jonathan moves that pointing finger to cup Steve’s face.
A hand waves in the air. “Oh please, I already do that for free.” He jokingly replies. “I’ll let you fuck me in public, but only once.” It was a joke, he knows Jonathan wouldn’t do that.. right?
“Deal.” Jonathan peppers his boyfriend with kisses on the cheeks and forehead, also kissing his hickeys gently. “I love you, Steve Harrington.” Jonathan whispers. “I love you more, Jonathan Byers.” Steve whispers back, kissing his boyfriend’s forehead.
“Okay but seriously get off me– you’re so fucking heavy–“ Steve pushes Jonathan off him gently and snuggles with his boyfriend right after. “You didn’t say that when I was on top of you, fucking your guts out.” Jonthan shoots back, hugging back at Steve. “That’s an exception.”
Jonathan turns over his shoulder a bit and closes the nightlight, getting back into cuddling with Steve who already fell asleep. “Cute.” Jonthan whispers to himself, kissing his jaw and melting into the hug as he drifts off to sleep.