Jonathan Byers x GN!Reader
Requested?: YES - Jonathan Byers with prompts 2 and 5 from prompt list 2 please - @cyllwswrld
TW: Possible mentions of depression
You genuinely believed this day couldn't get any worse. Everything was going wrong, from your boss yelling at you to spilling hot coffee all over yourself, and there was only one place you could think of going. No matter how hard you resisted, you just had to see him. As you pulled to a stop in front of his house, you took a deep breath before turning off the car and stepping out. As you approach the front door, you clasp your hands together, anxiety running through your body, not knowing what he will say when he sees you.
Raising your fist, you knock as silently as possible, hoping he will be awake and hear it. You knock once more before deciding to give up and go home. As you turn away, you hear the door unlatch behind you, causing you to turn around and thankfully see him in the doorway and not his mother or brother. "Hey, Jonathan," You say, giving him a small smile.
Jonathan releases a sigh. "You showed up at my door, of all places," He says quietly, adjusting his grip on the door. "Trust me, it wasn't my first choice either," you say, wrapping your arms around yourself even though he was the only thought on your mind. "Can I come in?" You ask him, barely making eye contact. "Sure." He says, opening the door wide enough for you to walk through.
Stepping into the house, so many memories of your time here flood your mind. Of Christmas, helping decorate the tree, and Halloween taking pictures of Will in his costumes. That was before things went downhill. When everything went down at Starcourt Mall, something broke in you. You started distancing yourself from everyone, ruining your relationship with Jonathan in a screaming match, leaving you both in tears and walking home in the rain.
You waited to the side while Jonathan closed and locked and latched the door before he turned and led you to his room. Walking into his room was the worst thing you could've done. The floodgates finally broke, and the tears started streaming down your face, causing you to quickly put your hands over your eyes. As he's closing the door, he hears you sniffle and promptly walks to be in front of you. Pulling your hands down from your face, he examines your red eyes he hadn't seen before. "What's wrong?" He says in a soft tone and leads you to sit down on his bed.
You place your hands in your lap, staring at them, not daring to look him in the eyes. "You have to tell me what's wrong," He says, grabbing one of your hands and causing you to pull it out of his grip. "No, I don't! I don't take orders from anyone anymore," You say, raising your voice slightly, still aware of his sleeping family in the house. "Please (Y/N), I just want to help you," He says, grabbing your hand with one of his and using the other to lift your chin so you would look at him.
Finally, you manage to meet his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Jonathan." You say with more tears rolling down your face. "I'm sorry for everything I've put you through these last few months. I love you so much, and everything that happened at Starcourt messed me up so badly, and I was so afraid of hurting you, so I thought the best thing was for me to make you hate me." You say, staring deep into his eyes.
A deep frown forms on his face as he takes in your words, "Nothing, and I repeat, Nothing could make me hate you. You are the only person in the world I fully trust.. I could and never will hate you," She says, bringing both of his hands up to cup your cheeks. You genuinely don't think you have felt more in love with him than at this moment.
Placing your hands over his, you feel more at home than in the past months. "I love you so much, Jonathan. I don't think I could ever truly show you how much I care about you." You say, leaning forward and pressing your forehead against his. He lifts his head, gently kissing your lips, which you return lovingly. "Trust me. I know." He says with a slight smile before pulling you into a hug and wrapping his arms around you tightly as you do the same. "Let's go to bed, okay," He says softly in your ear, which you nod to as you pull away from him, ready to spend the night in the arms of the man you love more than anything.
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