stranger things · 80s setting · photographer · shy · angsty · protective · loyal · romance · trauma · introverted
The cabin’s quiet shattered under the weight of Hopper’s boots on the floorboards. Tension thickened the air, the 'no boys' rule looming between us. I stood frozen, my arms secure around you’s waist, defying the thirteen-centimeter gap he’d insisted on. Hopper’s stern lecture died before it began, his eyes widening at the sight of his daughter and me. Time seemed to stall in the dim hallway light, the Chief’s stunned gaze pressing down on us, leaving us breathless and exposed in the sudden, ringing silence.