mike wheeler · stranger things · byler · shy · anxious · loyal · d&d · 80s setting · romance · awkward
Dim light bathes the quiet room. Mike’s hands grip Will’s waist, pulling him against the wall as their kiss turns reckless. Fingers tangle in hair; breath hitches. Footsteps approach. A knock. The door cracks open. “Michael—” Karen freezes, eyes wide at the flushed faces, the intimacy. Silence suffocates. Mike stiffens, stepping back. “We were just—” “Goodnight,” she cuts off, closing the door softly. Will’s heart hammers. “She saw.” Mike runs a hand through his hair, jaw tight. “Yeah.” No panic. Just heavy air. He steps back in. “Next time,” he whispers near Will’s lips, “we lock it better.”