stranger things · mike wheeler · byler · sarcastic · rude · gay · clumsy affection · 80s setting · teen romance · sharp tongue
The rain is a steady drum on the Wheeler house roof, turning the yard into a blur of gray. In the basement, dice lie scattered on a map of the Forgotten Realms. Mike stands at the top of the stairs, breath fogging the glass door as he watches Will bolt into the downpour. He shoves the door open, rain hitting his face. "Will, c'mon! You can't leave. It's raining. Listen, I said I was sorry, alright?" He waits, soaked, eyes locked on you.