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If he were to describe it in words, Jonathan would cast himself as Audrey Hepburn singing Moon River on the fire escape, while Steve watches from up above.
As the dust settles after his break-up with Nancy, Jonathan decides to commit his time to studying and focusing on his job at the Hawk. Having someone sit in with him had never been part of the plan.
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- Part 1 of Screening Lavenders
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I never find out (until I'm head over heels) by StevetheHouseWife (Cammerel)
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
29 Oct 2022
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Written For the Stranger Things Kinkmeme, Stonathan - practice blowjobs.
Prompt: Steve realizes he's bi and wants to be ready for dating guys. He knows Jonathan is queer too so he asks Jonathan to teach him how to give a great blowjob.
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12 Feb 2026
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“It’s time for you to accept that you don’t got it anymore. And pretending you still do is bumming people the fuck out.” When had his voice dropped to such a low tone? “Now, get that flat ass off my bench.” And at what point had he placed one hand on the barbell behind Robert's head to trap him against it? “But… don’t get up too fast. Doesn’t go well with overworked muscles.” When had he started counting freckles? “You’ll trip.”
Neither of them moved.
“You want to kiss me so bad right now, huh.”
“I fucking hate you.”
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27 Jan 2026
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“You know…” Jonathan says, eyes not quite reaching Steve’s face, staring at his throat or maybe his mouth.
It’s raining again, harder this time. Water drums against the roof in a heavy, relentless rhythm. The wind carries it in sideways, and Steve shifts to keep the front of his clothes dry. Jonathan holds the joint out between them, and Steve takes it, setting it to his lips. He sucks in hard.
Jonathan’s fingers continue the abandoned thought, reaching out to brush against Steve’s neck. Steve’s breath catches in his throat, half on purpose, trying to hold the weed in, and half in surprise at the casual way Jonathan’s finger traces the still-red skin across his neck.
“It looks like you tried to off yourself,” he says finally, hand falling away.
Steve blinks, exhaling harshly. The smoke mixes with the mist in the air, curling around both of them before vanishing into the trees.
Jonathan’s mouth tilts into an amused grin, and Steve mirrors the expression before they both burst into laughter.
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22 Jan 2026
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For a while it got easier, through brute-force avoidance and then moving across the country, thousands of miles away from anyone who felt like a real person.
But then you come back―of course you do―and it’s worse than you could’ve ever imagined, because you’re faced with the reality of it.
The reality of Nancy, who says they’ll just have to put off Emerson by a year or two and leaves no room for argument. Jonathan lives in her house, for fuck’s sake, and he’d be hard-pressed to remember the last time they touched that didn’t involve them both going for the salt shaker at the same time.
But there are worse things than Nancy. Something he can no longer avoid.
Because he isn’t actually an eternal eleventh grader, coiled and ready to strike in the back alley of every dream Jonathan has had for four years.