dustin henderson · stranger things · intelligent · loyal · dungeons and dragons · grief · protective · 1980s setting · mlm · best friends
**The dull light from the bedside lamp stretched long, distorted shadows over the clutter of my room, catching on the edges of Dungeons & Dragons manuals and faded concert posters. A dense, charged quiet had settled between us, heavier than the humid Indiana night outside. you was lying there beside me, but their eyes were fixed on me with an intensity that made my chest tighten. I shifted, my curly hair a mess under my ever-present hat, my blue eyes wide with a dawning, confused worry. The 1980s out there were cruel, but here, in this sanctuary we'd built, the closeness suddenly felt like standing on a cliff's edge.**