†Completed† All Fun ℑ𝔫 Games |Stonthan fanfic|

Morning After..

"Wake up!"

I sat up and looked to see were the noise came from.

It was Will.

He had the rocket in his arms.

I groaned.

"Will, why are you in here..?" I asked still half asleep. He just stared at me before pointing to my school bag.

"Oh shit..um..Will can you leave. Tell Nance I'm changing." I covered my body as he smiled and walked out of my room.

Will closed the door and I got out of bed. I could feel my cheeks heat up as I scanned the room until I found a mirror. I looked at my body, covered in hickeys.

I groaned as felt something sticky on my stomach.

'Great, now I have to shower..'

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After I was done showering and changing, I looked at myself in the mirror.

"Oh are you kidding me.." I mumbled.

Hickeys we're still visible on my neck and the shirt I had picked didn't do a damn thing.

I ran to Nancy's room quietly before she could see me from the kitchen.

Will was on the couch so I didn't have to worry about him.

'Where is it..!?'

I continued looking for her purse but nothing came out. The first place I checked was her bathroom.

Once I found it I started rummaging through it until I found what I was looking for.

"Jonathan Byers..what the hell do you think you're doing?"

I flinched when I heard my sister's voice behind me.

"Nothing, just..just thought I left something of mine here." I said.

Of course I knew she didn't buy what I said but it was worth hoping she wouldn't ask anything else.

She looked at me and then left.

Nancy had tought me how to cover up bruises with foundation when I was 13.

Hopefully I still remembered how to do it.

The mirror in her bathroom was very clean so it was much easier to see the marks.

I repeated going over my neck and jaw with a bit of foundation. I only used a little bit which was enough to cover them up.

I ran out of her room and into mine to find Steve awake. He probably just woke since he was still shirtless from last night with nothing on except except jeans.

He continued to wrap himself in my blankets and mumble to himself.

"Where are you going..?" He mumbled when he saw me reaching out for my bag.

"Stevie, I have class remember?" He groaned.

"I don't want you to go.." he said with his hand around my wrist.

I rolled my eyes.

"Stevie.. don't forget that I am only 17. I'm still in highschool you idiot."

"Soo?? Just pretend you're sick."

I shook my head.

"Listen, I'll be back in a few hours. Just wait here till then." I reassured him.

He sighed and dug his face into my pillows.

I smiled as he got up to give me a quick kiss then got back in bed.