set in 1985 [two years after season one, one year after the last one shot]
[nancy's pov]
Okay, Nance, you can do this.
Taking in a deep breath, I knocked on Jonathan's window.
After a second, the curtains pulled back, allowing a slip of light to shine through, and Jonathan's head appeared. He grinned and opened his window, allowing me to climb inside.
"So what brings you to my humble abode, Miss Wheeler?" Jonathan says, shutting and locking his window before pulling the curtains shut.
"Oh, just wanted to see you. I mean tomorrow is our one year anniversary..." I said slyly, reaching my hand into my satchel and pulling out the gift I had gotten him.
It was a Canon Ci-10.
I'd been saving my money for months to buy it, and the look of joy on his face was definitely worth it.
"Oh. My. God." He said, gently grabbing the camera out of my hand and cradling it softly in his hands.
"I take it you like it, then?" I said as I watched him inspect his new camera.
"Like it?! I love it! Thank you." He said, smiling widely, "I would give you your gift, but I think it should wait until tomorrow."
I smirked, "Oh, that's not all of your gift."
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued, "Oh, it's not?"
"Nope." I said, standing up from the foot of his bed and walking towards him.
"So what's the rest of my gift then?" He said. By this point we were chest to chest, his camera now sitting on his desk and long forgotten as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer.
"This."
And then I kissed him.
The kiss started off sweet but grew heated, our lips moving in sync as my fingers wove through the hair at the nape of his neck, making him pull me even closer to him. He tilted his head to the side and gently bit my bottom lip. I pulled back slightly and began to trail kisses down his jawline and to the sensitive part below the earlobe. His hands tightened around my waist as I trailed back to his lips. He didn't hesitate to kiss me passionately, and then it was his turn to pull away and trail kisses down to my collarbone, his hands still gently gripping my waist, not straying too low or too high. When he brought his lips back up to mine, I gave him one last lingering kiss before pulling away and resting my forehead on his.
"That was even better than the camera." He said, slightly out of breath, his hair disheveled from my fingers running through it.
"Oh, we aren't done yet." I said with a smirk.
He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Tomorrow at 8 o'clock. My house. My parents won't be home and Mike and Elle are going bowling." I said with a wink before pulling away from him entirely and slipping out the window, blowing him a kiss and silently laughing at the look of awe on his face.
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so there's that.
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