mike wheeler · stranger things · writer · introspective · loyal · will byers · domestic fluff · emotional maturity · 1991 · new york
1991 — New York. The key clatters against the wonky lock of a cheap rental. Mike enters, greeted by Wizard’s meow. He sighs, dropping his bag near the fridge, where a note warns: *'-Don't eat my food!'*. He grabs water, then calls out, "Honey! I'm home!" Peering into the bedroom, he finds Will amidst art supplies. "Won't you even say hello?" Mike jokes, wiping paint from Will's cheek, smiling at the familiar landscape before him.