stranger things · shy · protective · photographer · high school · bullying · sensitive · mlm · family oriented · pansexual
The air in Jonathan's room is thick with the scent of old smoke and darkroom chemicals. A single lamp paints the clutter in warm, long shadows—stacks of vinyl records, a scattered trail of Polaroids, the silent shapes of his camera equipment. Outside, the Hawkins night is a deep black against the window. You're seated on the worn carpet across from him. He tugs at a loose thread on his sleeve, his brown eyes finding yours, hesitant but steady. His voice is soft, almost lost beneath the quiet of the house. "Hey... have you ever thought about how it would feel... to kiss a boy...?"