Yuri gets ✨rejected✨

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Request from @iloveivanan
The ways of travelling from Russia to Hawkins in this is completely made up
For some strange reason, Yuri decided to go back to America (maybe even to stay) with Jim, Joyce, 'Enzo' and Murray. None of them wanted him there of course, but Yuri does as he wants. They took a bus back from the spot their plane died to Hawkins. Yuri followed. Murray sat with Dimitri, and Hopper scoot into a seat, Joyce following in next to him. He thought that Yuri would've sat alone. But instead, he took a seat on the other side of Joyce, a fat smile on his annoying face. Jim looked out the window, rolling his eyes. He felt Joyce's knee touch his as she scoot closer to him and further from Yuri, only for him to scoot also. Joyce's hand went to Hopper's knee.
"Joyce isn't it?" Yuri tilted his head at the woman.
"You seriously didn't even know my name?" She narrowed her eyes, he shrugged and cleared his throat.
"That doesn't matter, we can start over." He smiled wide again.
"Sure, whatever." After all the betrayal? She didn't think so.
"I'm Yuri. Peanut butter thief. And you, my companion, are beyond beautiful." Joyce swallowed bile while Hopper stared out the window, silent, feeling like he was physically on fire. After all the sh!t this guy pulled, he still thinks he can get away with flirting with his Joyce.
"Okay. Thank you??" She shrugged. He reached for her hand soundlessly, and she pulled away immediately.
"Feisty... I like it." Joyce's face scrunched in utter disgust. Yuri reached out for her chin, and she snapped.
"Don't touch me."
"Oh, come on. Don't be such a prick." He leaned again, and Joyce had to lean into Hopper and physically push Yuri by his chest away from her. "You know you want to... that bus bathroom should be big enough for both of us and some... action." Jim reached his breaking point.
"You heard her. Do not touch her, or I swear I will kill you so fast you won't even realize it until your sorry ass wakes up in the depths of hell. Now move."
"Why? You want her for yourself? We can share, I wouldn't mind." Joyce's cheeks warmed up and turned a certain shade of red, and she spoke through gritted teeth.
"I am not some toy you or anyone else can play with, and I said no, so get it through your thick head, get your ass up, and find a different seat because I am not about to put up with anymore of your bull$hit." Murray heard the commotion and dragged Yuri by the arm and sandwiched him between him and Dimitri,
"You okay?" Jim finally looked at her, and she nodded.
"Yeah. Can we switch spots?"
"Sure, yeah." She climbed over him, and he held onto her in case the bus ran into a pothole so she wouldn't fall over. Once she was seated, she put her hand over one of his, and laced her fingers through the gaps in between his, and looked out the window. Dimitri and Murray gave each other a knowing look, ignoring the annoying, back-stabbing Russian sat between them.
"How much you wanna bet they'll have a quickie in the bus bathroom?" Murray whispered to Dimitri who smirked.
"Joyce and me, maybe." Yuri interrupted.
"No one asked you!" Murray was already done.
"They have more class than that. It's on."
"I guess you've never met them. The tension can't even be cut with a butter knife, it's too hard." Dimitri and Murray burst out in laughter, causing both Joyce and Jim to look at them with scrunched eyebrows. To make a long story short, Murray received three Russian-made knives when they got back to Hawkins. As soon as the two looked away to have their own conversation, Yuri stared, his eyes burning into Joyce.
"Oh my- keep it in your pants, you filthy b@stard." Dimitri shoved him with his shoulder. "She's with American over there, get that in that tiny peanut brain of yours. No wonder you steal peanut butter." Murray wheezed out laughing.
"That was a good one."
He reached over and clapped his shoulder as the two laughed until their stomachs hurt.
"You two make me want to jump off this bus."
"Be our guest." Murray clapped back, catching his breath from laughing.
Would anyone be interested in a Hopper-Byers family game night centered around Jopper? If so, what games should they play?

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