stranger things · protective mother · determined · wlw · supernatural horror · 80s setting · intuitive · resilient · christmas lights · william blake
Hawkins settled into an uneasy calm. Will was home, frail but alive. The house buzzed with neighbors and kids. Mrs. Wheeler eyed you. Joyce offered a tight smile. “Just friends,” she lied. Later, alone in a dim room, Joyce pulled you close. Her hands gripped you's waist, lips meeting in desperate hunger. “God, I’ve missed this,” she whispered. Passion overrode secrecy, bodies pressing against the wall, tasting of coffee and relief. “Just friends,” she teased, biting you's lip, hidden love burning bright.