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Thursday, December 1st, 1984. 12:58 PM
Steve sat in his car for awhile, He JUST got kicked out, only for a little while so thats good.. i guess, He got out of his car, as he stepped on the ground the snow made a crunch, Steve got out of his car and locked it, He really hopes he can stay at the byers for a bit.
Steve knocked on the door, He heard some movement and some lights turning on. The door unlocked. "Who's here at this ti.. Steve?" Joyce is in her pajamas with her hair in a bun. She looked so tired but.. worried. "What happened to your face, honey?" She reached out to touch his wounds, He winced then pulled back. "Im so sorry honey, here come in." Joyce moved out of the way, Steve walked into the house, he had his arms wrapped around himself. Slightly shivering, He's glad he wore his jacket.
"Steve, want me to clean your wounds and get you some pajama pants? its freezing out." Joyce locked the door, she gave Steve a side glance, He looks so sad and tired. He nodded his head, "Can you talk?" Joyce gestured to follow her, which he did. Steve just shook his head and pointed to his neck. It had a red handmark on it, it wasnt his dad, billy choked him out.
"Oh honey.. ill make you some tea to help, when will was sick i made him some nice tea with some honey." Joyce got out the medkit, Steve sat down on the toilet lid, she stood infront of his legs, disinfecting the bad ones. "Who did this? Billy or.." Joyce trailed off, Steve shook his head. "Billy?" He nodded, Billy did some of the work, billy made a stupid lie about him and then.. yk his dad kicked him out.
"Im so sorry, do you want to stay for a bit, its really bad and i want to keep an eye on some of the wounds." Steve nodded, he cleared his throat before talking. "Uhm.. my dad kicked me.. out." Steve's voice is raspy and quiet, he hates how it sounds. "Oh.. you can stay for how long you want, Jonathan needs some company." Joyce put a bandaid on his eyebrow bone, She stepped back, putting rest of the stuff away.
Steve nodded, He got up and went in the living room, he sat down on the couch, Wrapping himself in a blanket. "Okay, im gonna make you some tea then get those pajama pants, Is that okay?" Joyce grabbed a kettle, She put some water into it. "Mhm.." Steve's throat really hurt, he doesnt want to ruin his voice box anymore. "Okay, after this you can sleep, ill wake you up for school tomorrow." Joyce put the kettle on the stove, Steve got comfortable on the couch then fell asleep.
Joyce looked at him for a second, She always had an eye on him, wanted to make sure nothing bad happened to him, sometimes he talks to Jonathan or hangs out with him, after what he did that night, Joyce always had respect for him. She went to go in Jonathan's room, hes awake writing something in his journal. "Jon, why are you up?" Joyce stood at the doorframe, He looked at her. "Oh uhm.. just writing, by the way i heard you talking to steve." He looked back down.
"Oh.. he came by, hes injured badly and got kicked out of his house. So hes staying here for a bit." Joyce messed with her tshirt, Jonathan just sighed. "Okay, wheres he sleeping?" Jonathan put his notebook on his drawer, He got up to stand next to Joyce, "The couch, i dont know if i want him too sleep there, its not as comfortable. If i do choose a room.. would you mind sharing your bed with him?" Joyce looked at his expression, he had a blank yet understanding look. "Yeah, thats fine. Hes.. nice now, so.." Jonathan walked into the living room. She followed too.
"Thank you, im just worried about him." Joyce went into the kitchen, taking the kettle off the stove. "Mhm.. jesus thats really bad." Jonathan looked at Steve, hes still asleep, hugging a pillow. Jonathan walked up to him, going on his knees. "I know, dont touch them though. Their open wounds." Joyce poured the tea into a cup, she put some honey into it with a straw. "Can you wake him up? he needs to drink this." Joyce put the tea on the table, she went into her room, looking for some pants.
"Steve?.." Jonathan shook his shoulder, Steve woke up with a gasp, he sat up quickly, He looks panicked. "Hey hey!- its just me, Jonathan." He put his hands up, he has history with panic attacks. Steve just looked at him with wide eyes, heavily breathing. "J..jon?.." Steve's voice is still raspy. "Yeah, its me. not billy." Jonathan slowly put his hands down, "By the way mom made tea for you." Jonathan turned around and grabbed the tea. He held it out for him.
"Okay.. thank- you." Steve coughed mid sentence. "Hey.. maybe dont talk? not being mean just- it sounds really bad." Jonathan looked at him, one. Hes worried about him, Two, he might have a crush on him.. "I know it totally sucks not talking 24/7." Jonathan joked around, Steve chuckled in reply, he sipped his tea. "Hey uhm, Joyce said we could share a bed, if your comfortable with it!-" Jonathan kept rambling, Steve just nodded.
"Okay, yeah sorry for ranting its just uhm.. a habit." Jonathan messed with his sweater, feeling the stitching. Steve just shook his head, he put the cup on the table, he drank it quickly. "Oh your done already.." Jonathans gonna say something else but joyce came in, "Steve, i got some pants for you, its too cold to be wearing shorts." Joyce put the pants down on the couch, "Follow jonathan when your done, okay? ill wake you all up tomorrow." She looked back at will's room, she sighed and went back in.
"Alright, put those on, ill uh.. turn around." Jonathan got up and grabbed the cup, going into the kitchen to wash it. He came back in and saw steve wearing the pants, he stood up and walked to him, hugging him. "Oh!- whats this for?" Jonathan hugged him back, they stood there for a second. "That was.. actually nice." They both backed up, Steve messed with his jacket sleeves. "Oh, its 1 am lets go to bed, follow me." Jonathan went to his room, he got the bed ready.
They both got in, Steves back is facing him. "Night steve." He turned over and turned off the light. As he got comfortable he felt arms around his waist, then Steves head on his collarbone.
"Didnt know king steve would be a cuddler.
"Shu-.. whatever."