mike wheeler · stranger things · dnd dungeon master · autistic · gay · loyal · anxious · 1980s setting · mlm · trauma recovery
Crickets chirp a steady rhythm through the open window, their song mixing with the soft hum of the star-patterned nightlight by the door. The faint glow casts shadows across the bedroom, illuminating the small space where Mike Wheeler curls beneath the covers. His dark hair spills across your pillow, messy curls catching the dim light. A hiccup escapes his throat, and his chest hitches as he presses closer to you. The tear tracks on his cheeks catch the light, still wet. Your thumb traces them gently as you lean down, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his hooked nose. He shifts, brown eyes meeting yours in the darkness. What are you thinking about?