AU: thank you so much for reading this story it may seem a little bit boring or cheesy at first, but I had to set the scene. Hope you enjoy. Next chapter should be up very soon. Please comment any suggestions you may have and I will try to include them in my following chapters.

Nancy tossed and turned in her bed worried about what would happen between her and Jonathan, because of her breakup with Steve. She searched for the light of her clock that read 10:00pm she wondered if Jonathan knew, if Steve had told him on the night of the party. A small tap came from the window on the other side of the room. She thought nothing of it a bird she assumed it was. Another tap but slightly louder this time came again from the window, Nancy pushed back the covers and walked quietly to the window. She wondered if it would be Steve trying to convince her that he was the best person for her. She remembered all the times she had said 'I love you' she wondered if she ever meant it, she must have thought at one point she must of thought that she loved him, thought that he was the one for her, or else that night, the night when Barbra went missing would have never happened. Tears pricked at her eyes. The tap came again and shook Nancy out of her thoughts.

She drew back her baby pink and blue curtains revealing a soaked Jonathan with a small envelope hidden under his jacket that poked through just slightly because of a small hole that he gained the night that he and Nancy had spent in the forest. She quickly unlatched the window and pulled it up gesturing for him to come inside. Once he did so she walked to her closet and pulled out a towel for him to dry himself off with. He thanked her and reached for the towel, his hands shaking from a mixture of nerves and coldness that were wearing off in the warmth of Nancy's room and the kindness that Nancy had towards him.

"what made you come here and at this time of night? Jonathan is everything okay with will? Are YOU okay?" Nancy question a worried expression grew across her face.

This caused a small smile to pull at the edges of his lips. He pulled out the envelope and handed it to Nancy their hands touched slightly, and the small lingering contact sent electricity through both of their arms. Nancy gave Jonathan a look that for some reason he could read without thought both confused yet curious.

"You can open it if you like its not really a gift its just something that I thought you might want I hope it's okay you don't have to keep them you can throw them away if you would like or or…"

Nancy grinned and laughed quietly in order not to wake Mike in the next room while shaking her head at Jonathan which caused him to stop speaking. Eagerly she ripped she ripped open the envelope and pulled out a bunch of photographs held together by an elastic band. Nancy carefully rolled the elastic band off and placed it on her off white chest of draws and began to look through the small number of pictures that had been gifted to her. They started off to be set in a forest then it hit her it was the night they went to searched for the Demogorgon and Nancy found herself in the upside down. Her wide smile faded quickly.

"Nancy I'm really sorry these ones aren't the best the best ones are of you they are further to the middle but like I said you don't have to look at them you can put them in the bin or burn them if they really upset you I only wanted to make you happy. I wanted to give you something for helping me, but you don't have to look at them if you don't wa…"

"Jonathan honestly that night was one of the most terrifying nights of my life, but the pictures, Jonathan these pictures are incredible I can't wait to look through the rest of them but right now I don't think I can relive that night" Nancy interrupted softly.

Jonathan's small yet noticeable smile returned, and Nancy placed the photos next to the elastic band on her drawers. Then she walked over to her bed sitting down on the edge where she had pushed her covers down to let Jonathan in and patted beside her for him to sit. Just as he was about to sit down he realised his trousers were drenched and that he would make her bed wet if he sat. He pointed to his trousers with a slightly disappointed look and he stood opposite her whilst attempting to pry his wet shirt away from his chest. Nancy, being slightly distracted by the tightness of his shirt around his abs, awoke from her thoughts and asked him if he would like to put is wet clothes onto the airing rack in the corner of her room so that he would not get sick. He was hesitant at first but eventually he realised if he did not undress from his sodden clothes he would be ill. So, he unbuckled his belt and struggled to remove his soggy trousers. The difficulty he had with undressing amused Nancy and she began to giggle uncontrollably which made Jonathan's face turn a strange shade of red and he turned away in order to stop her from noticing his embarrassment. Once he had stripped to his boxer shorts Nancy once again patted the bed beside her although Jonathan attempted to cover himself with his arms which also made Nancy laugh a little. Eventually Jonathan became more confident and comfortable and they spoke for hours about what the plans for Wills' recovery were and how Mike and Elevens budding relationship has bugged Hopper from the moment they were reunited. By the time Nancy realised that it was a school night, it was already 5:00am. Jonathan pulled out the sleeping bag he had found on the first night he had stayed with Nancy in hope that she would, as she did before, allow him to sleep in the bed with her when she returned from the kitchen. He lay down uncomfortably and waited until he heard her dainty footsteps at the top of the stairs. When she entered the room she immediately looked confused to why he was on the floor. She sat on the edge of her bed and placed the glasses of water that she brought upstairs with her onto the bedside table. She slipped of her pink fluffy slippers and leaned back to lye on her back, pulling her quilt up to her neck.

A small squeak came from her throat before she cleared her throat and whispered. "Jonathan?"

"yeah?" he replied hastily

"Would you come up here?"

Jonathan, waiting for her to ask since the moment she came back into the room, stood up quickly and quietly moved to Nancy's bed laying down beside her with about two inches between them. She strategically moved her body so that her head was resting on his chest and her arm was sprawled across his legs. He froze under her touch and then after a while she felt him relax. Jonathan stroked Nancy's cheek the back of his fingers barely touching her skin, he stopped for a moment awaiting her approval that came in the form of a small squeeze of his leg asking him to carry on. As he continued Nancy felt him harden under her forearm and decided to gently wiggle into a new position so that her hand was less that an inch away from his crotch covered by his skin-tight boxers.