Stonathan ❤️

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NOT MINE!!

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His head was spinning from last night. He could barely recall what had happened but he knew it wasn't good. Nancy stopped answering his calls and he had no idea what happened.

It was Friday morning and Steve was walking around Hawkins High wearing sunglasses and strutting the 'walk of shame'. He had woken up that day tired and nude in his bed– this scenario had happened a handful of times so he knew what must have occurred.

He guessed the person was Nancy– since she wouldn't answer his calls.

He had remembered a few details from last night as the day went by. And one face kept coming up. Jonathan Byer's was there, Nancy had invited him, to Steve's dislike. Nancy really liked Jonathan and wouldn't stop telling Steve. He always felt a sting of jealousy whenever she would talk about how cute he was or how talented and smart he could be. He didn't understand why, especially because he thought he was over Nancy. It was strange.

He also remembered Jonathan talking to a girl at his party. She was pretty– really pretty. And Jonathan was smiling and laughing at something she had said. Steve rolled his eyes unconsciously causing Robin to scoff and punch his shoulder.

"Okay– I won't talk about her anymore– gosh!" she slumped on the lunch table looking longingly at the redhead across the room.

"What? No!" He rubbed his face and looked at robin, "Sorry just stressed,"

"Oh right– who wouldn't be stressed. King Steve has so much to worry about with his coronation tonight," A playful smile drew on her face as she started waving 'majestically' around the room.

"Ha ha, knock it off. I totally forgot about tonight–" he groaned.

"How could you!" She pointed at the many signs around the room reading 'PROM NIGHT', "I've been dreading this night. Sometimes I hate band–"

"You should ask Vickie to dance! I've told you– she's into girls,"

"And I've told you that you don't know that," Now she was groaning into her palms, "Let's talk about something else, why are you so upset?"

"I don't know," he played with his food, "Have you seen Nancy today?"

"Not since she left the party last night," She said as she tufted her face with tater tots.

Steve looked up from his plate instantly, "What do you mean? She left last night? Do you know what time?"
She looked at him confused, "Yea, she left around 10, she looked kinda– moody? You were in the pool talking to Jonathan byers... Do you really not remember anything– I mean you were totally shit faced but—"

"I talked with Jonathan?"

"Yea dude– he also got really drunk.'' Robin's face dropped at the memory.

"Byers–drunk? Seriously? Wish i could remember that," he laughed slightly.

"Kinda glad you don't. He's a really sad person when he is– I don't know how you got him to laugh."

"I got him to— me?"

"Yeah– shocker. Anyway, did he get home safe? I didn't see him in English." She started to look at the faces around us.

"He didn't leave with everyone else?"

"I was the last one to go– I offered him a ride but you refused. Said you'd give him a ride once you both sobered up and he agreed. When I left both of you seemed close to fine."