JH+JH

jealousy

"Hop...." she moans as Jim teases her bundle of nerves with his tongue. Her eyes widened as she heard the door open. "Get off" she whispered.

"Momma" Wesley, their two year old opened the door, rubbing his eyes. Moving his blonde hair out of his face. Joyce quickly went under the covers and adjusted herself. Jim smiled at the boy "Hey, buddy. Is something wrong?"

"Monsters..." he whined. "There's no monsters, Wes." Hopper said with a soft voice. "Yes, monsters under the bed" he put his thumb in his mouth for comfort.

Joyce got out of the covers with her pajamas on. "What if one of us sleeps with you, in your room" Joyce smiled softly. Wes nodded eagerly. "Mommy and daddy! Both." Joyce sighs "okay, baby"

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Next morning

Wes was jumping on the bed. He was giggling, Joyce opened her eyes seeing Hopper covering his ears "We're getting too old for this" she giggled. He nodded in agreement. "I have to work. Ughhh" he rolled over and got up.

"You've been working so much lately" joyce picked up Wes, he was squirming around in her arms. Hop giggled at Wes' actions. "I'm sorryyyy. But if we want to keep paying Jonathan's college, I have to keep working." She groaned "kids ruin every" she said sarcastically (obvi)

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The kids had gone to school. Wes was taking a nap. She had peace and quiet. She hated it. She might've often complained about being tired, or having a headache because of the constant screaming that is having four kids...but when her kids were arguing or playing. She couldn't hear her thoughts, and when absolutely hated what her mind wandered to.

Maybe he isn't working. Maybe he's screwing someone else. He's probably doing things, that I can't do with him because of the kids. I've lost my appeal. He doesn't love me anymore. Stop. No. He still loves me, Hopper would never do something like that, he's honest and loyal- but he's human, and he has needs. Snap out of it!

Her thoughts controlled her. She hadn't felt this much anxiety since Will disappeared...and Hopper was the only one who was able to calm her down. She couldn't talk to Hopper about this.

The day passed by slowly, she picked up El and Will. They went off to their own little world, and so did Wes. Will and him had a very close bond. Wes was always mimicking everything Will did. It was absolutely adorable. But by the time the kids were asleep Hopper still hadn't come. She was in a corner of her bed, not crying but just thinking. Pondering of what he could possibly be doing. Was he hurt? Was he ok? Was he doing something? With someone?

All her thoughts were turned off when she heard a sound in the livingroom. It was the tv. He had come home straight to the tv, not to her. Huh.

"Hop..." she squinted her eyes from the brightness of the tv. Hopper lowered the volume "Did the tv wake you up?" He looked exhausted, he smelled like booze. "No, I think the smell of vodka did"

He laughed and patted his lap, offering her to sit on it. She did. He put his head on her shoulder and he closed his eyes. "Hop" she said as she woke him up.

"Yes, my love?" His voice was sore and weak. "Why do keep working so late?" Jim nervously answered "Lot of crime" Joyce noticed his little ticks "Yeah right. What is it? Why can't you tell me?"

"It's...nothing" Joyce shook her head "I think it's something" her voice started to rise, the tension was so sharp you could cut diamonds. Joyce was brewing a fight and Jim tried his best to stay calm but...

"Are you cheating on me?" The words finally escaped her mouth. Not words. A knife, a sharp and painful stab at his heart. "What the hell, Joyce?!" Joyce knew wha she had done, well what her anxiety had done.

"Am I not loyal enough for you?! I would never fucking do something, so heartless, and selfish. You are my whole damn world, you and the kids. You are the most important, smart, funny, loving, and the hottest woman I have ever met. I'm hurt that you would even think, I'd do something like that" he didn't sound mad. He sounded hurt.

"Sorry, Hopper. I know- I know you are the epitome of a perfect husband. My dumb anxiety has been driving me insane. I just...what have you been doing? I miss you. A lot." She hugged him.

"I was going to make this a bit more special but" he takes a ring out of his pocket. "I know Wes lost your wedding ring, so I worked a shit ton just to get you this" Joyce opened her eyes wide, immediately kissing him. "Thank you." "I'm glad you like it

They didn't need to do anything else just snuggling. In their arms, feeling the love that they hadn't felt in a while. Remembering why they love each other. No kids. Just them. Raw. Truthful. Middle aged.

A/N ew what even is this lmao. y'all better give me ideas so I can keep writing ❤