( Jonathan's head snaps to Steve, fixing him with a surprised expression. It isn't so much the substance of what he says that's surprising, as it is the fact that he's saying anything at all. And sure, Jonathan isn't so much into sports at all, but he gets the feeling that Lonny is cut from the same cloth as Mr. Harrington.
Who would have thought that he, Jonathan Byers, would have anything in common with the Steve Harringtons of the world? )
Maybe. My mom gets it, at least. She just lets us be, I think that drove dad crazy. ( He rubs the back of his neck, sighing as he thinks for a moment, about Steve Harrington. He doesn't really know too much about the family dynamics, but he remembers what his dad was like at the bitter end. )
I know I'm probably the last person you'd want to be around, but, you know. If shit ever gets to be too much and you need a place to lay low until it blows over... ( He regrets saying anything as soon as he says it. Of course Steve isn't going to want to hang out and listen to his stupid records. Who is he kidding? )
[ Steve can feel Byers' eyes burning a hole in the side of his head and definitely thinks he said way too much. So they both have shit dads, so do loads of people. But then he talks about his mom and Steve's grip on the steering wheel softens a little bit. ] My mom's cool, but she doesn't really push back against him.
[ He thinks about Mrs. Byers and seeing her working all the time. No matter how late it is or how loud they've been she always gives him, Tommy and Carol a smile and asks them how they're doing. He can see some of her in Jonathan, now that he's actually speaking and not just freezing up in anticipation of Steve being an asshole to him.
They're nearly to Byers's street, but Steve shoots him a surprised look, something warm twisting in his chest. Steve barely stops at a stop sign and turns down his street. He gives Jonathan a small smile. ] Come on, Byers. You're not that bad to be around. [ He slams on the brakes at the mailbox with the Byers name on it and reaches out his window to tap on the hood triumphantly. Mr. Byers car isn't in the driveway.] I think we did it!
( On the one hand, Jonathan is more than happy to be back home. But in a strange way, he wishes the drive were just a little longer. It's been a while since he's had anyone actually go out of their way to talk to him. Outside of his family, he doesn't really talk to anyone in a social way. He pours himself in music and photography and hopes that's enough to get by.
Now, what? He just has to go back to pretending that Steve is an asshole when they're at school? And he is, will be, because around Tommy and Carol he doesn't know how to hold himself back from taking things too far. He's seen it with some of the other so-called freaks of the school.
But, he smiles all the same, and gives Steve a nod. ) Looks like we did. Unless he decided to fuck off for the night instead of spending it at home, which really wouldn't be so bad. ( He shrugs, his smile faltering a bit. ) I guess I'll see you around then?
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Who would have thought that he, Jonathan Byers, would have anything in common with the Steve Harringtons of the world? )
Maybe. My mom gets it, at least. She just lets us be, I think that drove dad crazy. ( He rubs the back of his neck, sighing as he thinks for a moment, about Steve Harrington. He doesn't really know too much about the family dynamics, but he remembers what his dad was like at the bitter end. )
I know I'm probably the last person you'd want to be around, but, you know. If shit ever gets to be too much and you need a place to lay low until it blows over... ( He regrets saying anything as soon as he says it. Of course Steve isn't going to want to hang out and listen to his stupid records. Who is he kidding? )
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[ He thinks about Mrs. Byers and seeing her working all the time. No matter how late it is or how loud they've been she always gives him, Tommy and Carol a smile and asks them how they're doing. He can see some of her in Jonathan, now that he's actually speaking and not just freezing up in anticipation of Steve being an asshole to him.
They're nearly to Byers's street, but Steve shoots him a surprised look, something warm twisting in his chest. Steve barely stops at a stop sign and turns down his street. He gives Jonathan a small smile. ] Come on, Byers. You're not that bad to be around. [ He slams on the brakes at the mailbox with the Byers name on it and reaches out his window to tap on the hood triumphantly. Mr. Byers car isn't in the driveway.] I think we did it!
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Now, what? He just has to go back to pretending that Steve is an asshole when they're at school? And he is, will be, because around Tommy and Carol he doesn't know how to hold himself back from taking things too far. He's seen it with some of the other so-called freaks of the school.
But, he smiles all the same, and gives Steve a nod. ) Looks like we did. Unless he decided to fuck off for the night instead of spending it at home, which really wouldn't be so bad. ( He shrugs, his smile faltering a bit. ) I guess I'll see you around then?