argyle and jonathan is such an underrated dynamic like jonathan has been a loner for sooo long and even after he gets together with nancy it's been years since he hung out with a guy who doesn't see him as a 'f*g' or a freak and you know what, he's kind of got used to that, thinking he's better than everyone anyway and no one is hawkins is real enough to understand him, but then he's exiled to sunny laid-back-beach-boys-strip-mall-insincere-nice-guy-small-town CALIFORNIA, for god's sake and he's furious and lonelier than he even thought possible and the sun is too bright and the past is too loud and the pressure to look after his mum and his brother is too much until this golden retriever goofball rolls into his woodwork class one day and just starts talking to him and damn if argyle isn't cool... he likes people but he's observant too and beneath the peace and love is a whole load of having to grow up too soon and soon they're hanging out after argyle's shifts when neither of them can sleep, lighting up and watching the silent desert and the empty silent sky and swapping music recs or war stories or stupid jokes because they really get each other and it's peaceful, goofing off and smoking and being the reckless kids they never got to be, and if argyle calls jonathan out on his self-aggrandising bullshit now and then or jonathan tells argyle to take a tolerance break or slow down on the bends then hey, it's no big deal, they get it, they get it, they're friends
Argyle and Jonathan trying to cheer El up after the "rollerskate schmack" incident is so relatable like they are my two braincells when trying to comfort someone
Summary: The love story between Dustin’s sister and his favourite mentor/best friend. Acquaintances to Friends to lovers. Slow burn I guess?
A/N: First Steve Harrington x reader fic but I definitely won’t mind writing more. I wanted to try something different with my writing. Hope this turns out okay. Also, part two coming soon
Part 1 of Part 2
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Season 1
Boy oh boy
Okay! My first hc
OG babysitter of course
The kids LOVE you
Will’s your baby
And he knows it
Boasts about to the others
The rest get a little jealous
Especially Dustin.
“I’m your brother, (Y/N)! You’re suppose to love me more!”
“I do Dustin, don’t worry.”
He didn’t reply
“How about I’ll drive you anywhere you want to go for two months?”
He agrees with his aborably smile of his
Getting roped into playing DND
You’re okay with it cuz it’s fun
Being the healer of the party
Because you want to become a nurse and it was only fitting
Finding out about your crush on Steve
Still not sure how they knew but they did
You were going to kill Dustin
Would tease you relentlessly about it
“Ooh, Steve please kiss me!”
“I wanna have your babies”
Them making kissing faces
Threatening them until they stop
Won’t take them long until they start again
Pushing the crush away when Steve started to become an asshole
Dustin will still tease you about it
“You can’t date an asshole, (Y/N).”
“I’m not dating an asshole Dust.”
ANYWAYS
Best friends with Jonathan
Both artsy
Him with his camera
You with your drawings
Both knowing who you like
Teases each other a lot (but it’s all fun and games)
Is absolutely heartbroken about Will
Being there for Jonathan when Will went missing.
Being there for Nancy when Barb went missing
Just being a supportive friend in general
When Jonathan and Nancy started doing their own thing after the whole Steve issue
You somehow found yourself babysitting the party
Wishing you didn’t bribe him about giving him a ride
Then you met El
And man did your sisterly ways kicked in
“Friend?” El would say and it would break your heart
Somehow knowing she went through shit, so you waited until she trusted you
Following them on their quest to find Will
Having no idea what the hell is a demogorgon is or what the Upside Down is
But knowing it’s bad if El is scared of it
Helping everyone
Being there at the school when El destroys the thing
Heartbroken that El’s gone
Will is back and man you missed your baby
Is worried about him
Acting like everything’s normal around him
He’s thankful for that
Season 2
New year new you
But not really
You still get nightmares about everything
It’s not as bad as it was at the beginning but still
Still can’t watch horror anymore
Still best friends with Jonathan
And now Nancy and Steve are in the mix
The weirdest group of friends but you don’t mind
Jonathan told you what happened and vice versa
Your crush on Steve comes back ten fold
He’s not an asshole anymore
But he’s dating Nancy so you hide it
Getting teased by the party started to be a normal thing now
Watching Will closely but not bothering him
If he wants to talk, you want him to come to you willingly
Halloween comes
Nancy tries her best to convince you and Jonathan to go to the party
Knowing full well you aren’t, you smile and nod
Dropping Dustin off and going home
You didn’t get very far into your reading when Jonathan came and dragged you out of the house
Lots of protesting
“Come on, it’ll be fun (Y/N)!”
Staring at him as if he grew two heads
But since this is Hawkins and knowing what you know
It could be a possibility
But going nevertheless
At the party you just kinda stay to yourself not having fun
Watch Nancy and Steve from a distance
Feeling your heart break a little
Then they left after Nancy spilt juice? on herself
Then watch as Steve stormed out a few minutes later
Wondering if you should go check on Steve
Deciding against it
Jonathan going to where Nancy is and then coming back saying he was going to bring her home
Now you don’t have a ride
With nothing else to, you left and started walking home
The next day the whole school knows about Steve and Nancy break up
Which resulted you sitting by yourself now
Not sure what the hell happened but whatever
You started to notice Jonathan and Nancy and Dustin being all secretive and Will being weird
But you just didn’t have the heart to be curious
And when Nancy and Jonathan ditched school for a couple of days
You found yourself hanging out with Steve more
You probably would enjoy more if he didn’t talk about Nancy a lot
But you still enjoyed it nonetheless
One day you came home with the intention of sleep and found your mom looking for Mews
But you didn’t get any sleep
Hearing a noise from the other end of the room you nearly screamed
But you didn’t
You didn’t know what was eating your cat
But you did know you’d be next
So you left the room and slammed it shut
“Are you okay, dear?”
“Yeah! Just um, cleaning my room!”
There was no way you were going to let your mom in your room
You walked into your brothers room without knocking
“Knock will you!”
Not saying anything, you grabbed his hand and dragged him into yours
“What the hell, (Y/N)?!”
You didn’t answer
Just opened the door and pointed at the thing
“Dart?!”
Of course he named the thing
Coming up with a plan to get your mom out of the house
Executing the plan
“This is what you’re going to do. You’re going to trap Dart, clean my room and bury the cat.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Going to Steve’s and getting his bat.”
Steve wasn’t at home.
Huffing you went back home to find Steve and Dustin at the door to the root cellar
Finding out the Dart molted
“If you guys want to chase the thing, go ahead be my guest. I’m staying home.”
They did and you stayed home
Didn’t last long before Lucas and Max came and banged on your door
“We need a ride to the old junkyard.”
Hanging your head, you grabbed the keys and ushered them to your car
“When this is all over, I’m going to kill someone.”
Getting there and helping Steve get the bus ready and whatnot.
Ignoring everyone, because you were mad
Night came, the things came but didn’t come any closer
“Why aren’t they moving?”
“Maybe they were tired of cow?”
You and Steve shared a look and sighed
If he was going out there, so were you
You wanted to protect the kids
“Guys! What are you doing?”
Not answering, you picked up the crowbar you got from your car and walked off the bus with Steve
“What are you doing?”
“Same thing as you, Steve. Same thing.”
“Your nightmares are going to come back.”
Both swinging at the demo-dogs that are coming towards you
Hey boys I’m back on my fanfic bullshit so here’s a Jonathan self-insert because there isn’t enough Jonny content
You stepped into the Byers house quietly, nearly tiptoeing in while glancing around. Jonathan let out a small laugh and grabbed your hand.
“They’re not here, (Y/N). You don’t need to worry. I already told you!” He let a grin take over his face as you pouted at him.
“I know,” you began, drawing out the second word, “but I still worry! What if they didn’t, and it’s a trap!” You glanced around again, swiping your gaze across the room. You were interrupted from turning around to check behind you, however, when hands grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him. Turning your head back to face him, he captured your lips with his. He removed a hand from your waist and placed it on your cheek.
The kiss continued for minutes, effectively making you forget your worry that Joyce and Will would appear out of thin air. They were out of town, giving you the chance to spend the night with your adorable boyfriend. You were ecstatic, but worried regardless. Your boyfriend was keeping you occupied now, turning you around and pushing you against the wall gently.
Air escaped your lips as his left your own, finding their way down your neck. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, fingers finding their way into his hair. It was his turn to let out a gasp, pushing himself against you more. The air around you felt so hot, making you pant against Jonathan’s mouth. He backed himself up and lead you to the room, attempting you continue kissing you at the same time. You pushed him back as he pulled you forward, hands moving under your shirt to touch your bare back, and-
BAM
Jonathan fell backwards, partially into the bed, but part into one of his shelves, followed by a loud crash. You fell into his lap, giggling but also worried about your poor boyfriend’s head. Looking for the source of the crash, you noticed a shelf on the floor, surrounded by cassette tapes. You didn’t see anything broken, and turned your attention to Jonathan, who was rubbing the back of his head.
“Are you okay baby?” you asked, placing a hand where he had been rubbing. You felt a small bump, and gasped. He pushed your hand away, moving to stand up. However, you put your hands on his shoulders and forced him to sit back down.
“I’m fine, (Y/N). My head just hurts a bit.” You made a face, worried about your boyfriend nonetheless.
“I’ll go get you an ice pack, you stay right there. Don’t move!” You ordered, narrowing your eyes at the boy. He rolled his eyes, but laid back. “Im serious, Byers! Stay right there. I’ll be right back, baby.”
You stood and moved to the kitchen, easily navigating your way to the freezer and finding frozen peas. Grabbing them, you also decided to make a glass of water, and looked for the ibuprofen. When you found it, you returned to Jonathan’s room, where he sat on the bed pouting.
“Hey cutie, what’re you pouting about?” You asked, handing him the medicine and water. He swallowed, before responding as you held the bag of frozen peas to his head.
“Mood totally killed.” Jonathan let out a sigh before continuing, “I’m sorry.”
You shook your head in disbelief. “It’s totally not your fault baby! I mean, it was kind of funny.” After letting out a small laugh, you realized Jonathan was really not amused. You sat down in front of him, gently pulling his face towards your. He met your lips halfway, reciprocating the kiss. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was sweet. And you both decided to just lay there together for a while. Arms wrapped around your waist, and your head found his chest. You lived for these moments, the little romantic ones with nobody else there. Sure, Jon loved you, but when other people were around, he was less affectionate. Not that you didn’t understand why, and you respected his wishes. In fact, it just made moments like these even more special.
As you lay together, you hid your face in Jonathan’s neck, giving him a few sweet kisses. He let out a happy sigh, and again your heart melted. You moved your head from the crook in his neck and shoulder, brushing your lips against his ear as you whispered, “So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;” You heard an embarrassed laugh emit from the boy, do you continued, “And for the peace of you I hold such strife, As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.” Jonathan turned towards you, a grin plastered on his face. Your own face mirrored his, and a blush crept over your cheeks as you continued the sweet poetry. “Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure; Now counting best to be with you alone, Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure”.
Before you were able to finish the sonnet, Jonathan pulled you into, kissing you gently and sweetly. He may not show much outward affection, but in moments like these you fully understood how much he loved you.
The two of you fell asleep in each other’s arms, warm under the covers and safe from the outside world. It was just you and him.
Synopsis: Right after the return of Will to his family, Jonathan is saddened by the fact he can’t help his traumatized brother, Y/N, the new girl who has her eye on him decides to help out.
You watched intently as Jonathan Byers passed by you, his hair jumbled and books in his hands, he seemed disheveled but everybody knew that his brother Will was just returned so nobody blamed him, but then again, nobody asked, everybody was much to weary about the creepy kid who lost his brother.
It was obvious that he blamed himself for it all, he kept to himself, he didn’t make eye contact, but you seen something else, you seen a sweet boy who was interesting and only wanted to fix the mess he thought he made.
You contemplated in your mind for a minute before biting back your pride and risking being thought of as a freak, “Jonathan!”
He turned quickly and just barely made eye contact before his eyes met the ground again and he picked up his walking speed.
“wait!” you said quickly grabbing his wrist and pulling him back to you gently, “Hey- Uh, sorry this might be weird since we haven’t uh- ... talked. but! I heard your brother was back and I was just wanting to say i’m glad he’s okay.”
His hard ass facade cracked slightly as his lips curved up into a small smile as your stumbling words, “Thanks.. I’m Jonathan.” he said quietly and stuck out his hand.
You smiled back, happy he didn’t just run away, “Oh uhm, I’m Y/N” you repeated his formalities just as the bell was ringing, he coughed quietly and his face turned blank again, “I better go..” you nodded and gently touched his hand, “Hopefully I’ll see you around.” you admitted.
that same small shy smile as he nodded, “yeah, I hope so.”
