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As Jonathan was turning off the lamp, Steve, only in his boxers, insisted Jonathan didn't sleep on the bedroom floor. “C’mon. Jonathan, you're being weird.” When was he not weird? Jonathan was pondering the question when he got interrupted by the boy. “So… are you getting into your pajamas or not?”
It wasn't too dark as the moonlight filled the room. Jonathan blushed and turned away, dropping his own jeans and taking off his jacket. He always slept in his days shirt, which was a little gross, but who was gonna see him? Well, now Steve was. He wouldn't judge. “Okay. I’m uh, done.”
Jonathan crawled into bed next to the brown haired boy who was now so very close to him. Maybe too close for comfort. Maybe too close for uncomfort. “Do you snore?” Jonathan asked bluntly.
Steve shook his head as he was adjusting himself to be underneath the plaid comforter. “Not that I know of.”
Jonathan followed his lead and got under the covers as well. Their feet brushed for a moment. “Good. Me neither.”
Jonathan lied awake for what seemed to be an eternity. He couldn't sleep with someone in his own bed other than him, let alone goddamn Steve Harrington. It was the most awkward thing Jonathan had ever done in his life, but he spoke.
“Are you awake?” He whispered.
Steve hesitated, but spoke up. “Yeah.”
Jonathan raised his voice to a soft speaking tone. “I can’t seem to sleep.” He waited for Steve to reply. He didn't. “Why are you still up?” Jonathan asked.
What was Steve gonna do, admit he was thinking of the boy next to him and how warm his body was? “I uh, I can’t seem to sleep either.” He said. Good. Simple. “Whats keeping you up?”
Jonathan shivered at the question. “Well. It’s stupid, but this is my first sleepover ever.” Jonathan turned his body so he was looking at the ceiling. Steve turned his body so he was looking at Jonathan. Jonathan could feel his stare on him, and got warmer.
Steve chuckled a bit. “Seriously, not even one when you were really little? Man, that's kind of depressing.”
“Yeah.” Jonathan agreed. Steve laughing about it made him a bit anxious.
Steve spoke up again. “Glad I can be a first for something, or someone.”
Jonathan smiled at that. “I think I'm gonna try and get some sleep, you?”
Steve nodded at that. Jonathan could see the faint outline of it and curled back up into the fetal position. He slowly but surely fell asleep next to Steve. With Steve.
Morning came quick. As the sun rose over Hawkins, the two boys woke up. Steve woke first. Somehow over night the boys got tangled together, cuddling. Jonathan's arms were around Steve’s waist and Steve’s arms were around Jonathan’s back. Steve was awfully curious how they ended up this way.
He slowly moved Jonathan’s arms off of him, blushing as he did so. He was attempting to be careful not to wake the other boy, but he did anyway. “What... what're you doing, Steve?” He squinted as he saw the rays of sun through the windows.
“You were cuddling me in your sleep, Jonathan.” Steve stated bluntly. At those words, Jonathan immediately retracted his arms to his own body.
“Oh God, I'm sorry.” He apologized.
Steve shook his head. “No, its fine man. Your moms making breakfast I think.”
“I need to piss, I’m gonna run to the bathroom.” Jonathan said. He was lying. He got up quickly and speed walked to the restroom, starring into the mirror at his red face.