A/n: I’ve never tried writing for Jonathan or any Stranger Things character before so I’m open to any criticism or feedback you have!
Being good friends with the friendly neighborhood outcast was always an interesting time, even if you weren’t particularly well known in the student body either. Most of that being thanks to the fact that you spent almost all of your free time in the library, and when you weren’t there you could most likely be found at home, painting or tending to your plants.
But it wasn’t that people didn’t like you either, they just didn’t particularly know you very well, but the ones that did were incredibly fond of you. One of them being Steve Harrington. He was the closest you could call a friend among his own group, he was one of the few who didn’t constantly ask you for with history or english homework or if you knew the best possible way to grow roses for an upcoming anniversary.
That being said, Steve still wasn’t your only close friend, the other Jonathan Byers, the infamous outcast mentioned earlier. You’d had known him for over two years and in that time you two got to know and understand one another. He preferred to observe people from angle that was less warped by personal perspective, thus why he was constantly taking pictures, they only showed the truth about people.
And your reasons were a little less poetic. You just would rather spend your time with your books and plants as opposed to the usual pleasantries that was expected of the average teenager. The two of you had a mutual understanding of one another, and thus a friendship was formed.
Though as time passed, the lines began to blur between companionship and deeper affection for Jonathan, though it wasn’t really a surprise for him. He’d never had someone in his life who understood him so well, apart from his brother but even then there were some things that made it seem you were the only one whom he could talk to of.
However, his shy and more reserved nature made it more of a problem to confront his feelings for you, so he instead preferred to admire from afar and keep it to himself until he had more confirmation about how you felt him.
And while he knew he was more obvious in his fondness for you, as his mother so kindly pointed out one day after you had left his house one day when you had come over as always until your parents would return from work.
“So have you told her yet?” Joyce asked him as she leaned against the kitchen counter.
Jonathan looked from the small pile of polaroids that he had in front of him. “I don’t know what you mean?”
Joyce held back the laugh and strolled over to the dining table and plucking one of the photos from it’s spot before Jonathan could move it away from her. She flipped it over and with a triumphant smiled she showed the photo to him, a candid of you pouring over a History textbook while your reading glasses slowly descended down the bridge of your nose.
“Are you sure about that?” Joyce mused.
Jonathan quickly felt the heat crawl up the back of his neck and it slowly made it’s way to his cheeks as he quickly took the photo from his mother and hiding it away from her. “It was a nice angle.” He mumbled quietly.
Enjoying the newfound embarrassment she was bringing to him. Joyce’s eyes swept across the other photo’s he was trying to hide with his arms. “Really? Is that why you took six of them?” She said with a profound amount of amusement in her tone, only meaning to tease him.
“Please don’t say anything?” He asked helplessly.
Joyce shook her head and crossed her heart. “Not a word.”
“Oh damn.” You said as you scavenged through your bag for your scarf, letting out an annoyed sigh once you realized it wasn’t there. “So much for that.”
“Here.” Jonathan said, taking off his own jacket and placing it on you. “You can borrow mine, I’m not that cold anyways.”
You laughed after he put it on. “No kidding, this is like an oven here.” You said looking over at him with a grin. “You know you’re pretty warm.”
Jonathan smiled and looked down at the gravel. “Yeah, Will tells me the same thing every time I let him wear it too.”
“How is he anyways? Still holding up fine?” You asked him curiously. You had only met Will a few times, anytime you were over at the Byers he was at the Wheeler’s. And during the whole ordeal whenever he was missing you were out of town, and you only received minimal details of what had happened. That being said you were extremely fond of the kid and he looked up to you because of your mutual love for science and art.
Jonathan looked sideways for a second, seeing the genuine look on your face made him feel all warm in his chest. “He’s doing fine, thanks.” He told you, looking up at meeting your eyes for a second before he looked shyly back at the ground. “You know I’ve been meaning to-”
Steve’s voice came calling from the front of the school doors and both you and Jonathan turned to find him coming out of the library doors and jogging up to where you were.
He pulled a bundle of bright red fabric from behind his back and shot you a wide smile. “You almost forgot this.” He said, handing it out for you.
“Oh thank you! I was just gonna get it from the lost and found tomorrow.” You told him, wrapping the scarf around your hands.
Steve shot you a wink and saluted. “Not a problem, I’m always here to help a damsel in distress.”
The two of you shared a laugh before you waved him off, turning to find Jonathan looking pointedly at the ground. “I didn’t know you were with Steve.”
You sighed, knowing the history the two of them had. “He wanted a little extra help with the English assignment and I offered him some help.”
You played with the ends of your scarf for a few seconds before walking up to him and wrapping it around his neck. “Don’t be cross with me, he’s just a friend.”
Jonathan’s eyes fixated themselves on the sudden color around his neck and he smiled. “I’m not mad.” He assured.
“Good! Now come on, I wanna go say hello to your mom.”
“Fine, I’m keeping the scarf though, I think the color suits me better.”
You curse under your breath as you pull your hand away from 10k’s boiling forehead, fairly certain he’s contracted some kind of flu.
He’s breathing easily enough for now, but the slight crackle from his chest when he inhales and the way he keeps wincing in his sleep tells you it’s only getting worse from here.
Feeling Doc gently nudge you, you turn slightly to take some painkillers from him, trying not to drop them as the truck hits a pothole.
“How’s the kid holdin’ up?” He whispers, so as not to wake him.
You shrug, looking apologetically at the sweet old man.
It’s about an hour later when you’re staring at your shoes that from your position in the truck bed you can see what looks like a gated community a ways up the road and you silently thank whatever holy power you can think of.
“He’ll be much better when he’s in a nice comfy bed.” You look to Doc and nod in affirmation, just as much for your own piece of mind as for his.
Upon finding the community almost completely abandoned save a few Z’s, Warren gives the go ahead to start setting up inside the furthest house back, choosing to drive the truck around behind it in an effort to shield the vehicle from the road, and you’ve just folded down the back of the truck bed when you feel a warm hand on your arm. Vasquez stands to your side as awkwardly as you’d assume before motioning to the very sick, surprisingly heavy boy.
“I’ll help you get him out but you gotta get him up.”
You nod gratefully in response to his proposition, hopping into the bed and placing your hand on 10k’s.
“C’mon Ten Thousand, there’s a bed, a glass of water and some painkillers waiting for you.” You say, shaking his arm.
He’s up almost immediately (albeit unsteadily) at the word ‘bed’, allowing you to help him slide out of the truck as Vasquez moves to put the boy’s arm around his shoulders, helping the raven haired sniper inside the unsurprisingly spotless house.
You follow close behind until you hit the kitchen, splitting away from 10k and Vasquez to fetch a tea-towel and a bowl of cold water, running into a very tired Addy on the way.
“Addy, please go get some rest, you look knackered.” You utter quietly as you fill the bowl at the faucet. She just nods with a small smile, giving you a quick hug which you return happily before pointing her in the direction of a bedroom.
By the time you get to 10k’s room Vasquez has helped him out of his shoes, socks, vest and goggles and he’s lying on top of the covers as the older man keeps a weary eye on him.
Noticing you, he takes his leave, nodding in response to the quick ‘thank you’ you send his way.
You sit gingerly on the bed next to 10k and set the bowl and towel on the side table before gently removing his bandana and standing in order to help him under the covers.
He blearily opens his eyes when you nudge him into a sitting position and place the painkillers Doc had given you in his hand accompanied by the promised glass of water.
“Warren says we’re staying here until you’re better, so take all the time you need and we’ll work on breaking your fever, okay?”
He nods as he swallows his medicine and you reach over to dip the tea-towel into the bowl, placing the damp cloth on his forehead as he lays back down.
“Is there anything else you need?” You ask as his eyes slip shut again and he nods once more before pulling you under the covers with him.
“Thank you.” He mumbles, arm winding around your waist as he snuggles you against his side.
It’s then you decide that even though he may be contagious, this is very much worth getting sick for.
«She shrugged her shoulders under a red flowy top and shuffled Converse-clad feet.
“Um, hi. I was wondering if you were the one? I mean, from the notice board,” she rushed to clarify. A blush crept onto her cheeks, making her even more beautiful.
“Hmm?” He lost himself in her whiskey-brown eyes. Out of your league, Doctor. Give it up, he chided himself.
“With my mp3 player?” She pointed inside to the source of the music.»
I just drew some more ficart but felt weird about posting it without adding the scene from the fic it was from. So this is for @skyler10fic‘s ten x rose au, Notice Board ~ It’s very cute and fluffy fanfic and you should most definitely read it <3