More often than not, you found yourself stealing Jonathan's hoodies. For starters, they smelled like him. And they were just really warm.
Usually, he didn't notice right away. Either because he didn't need it or because he was preoccupied. But when he did notice, he couldn't help thinking how adorable you looked in them.
Of course, the moment he couldn't find one of his hoodies, he figured you probably had it.
"Y/N, have you seen my hoodie?" Jonathan headed towards his room, knowing that was where he'd find you.
"Nooo," you called back, not even bothering to take it off. You knew he was aware of your lie.
Jonathan stopped in the doorway and raised an eyebrow. "You're wearing it, aren't you?"
You turned to him with a completely straight face. "I think you need to get your eyes checked." He scoffed and sat next to you on his bed.
"It's cute, don't get me wrong, but don't you have your own?"
"Yeah, but it's not the same," you whined, resting your head on his shoulder. "And you've got so many of them."
He laughed and wrapped an arm around you, kissing your forehead. "Alright, fine. I'll just wear another one."
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Stranger Things Imagines
FanfictionThis is just a collection of imagines I wrote for Steve, Jonathan, and Robin that I posted on tumblr. I figured I'd post them here, too. Tumblr: dungeons-and-demodogs
