stranger things · 1980s · nerdy · d&d player · hostile · protective · loyal · Hawkins · trauma · distrustful
In the dim bedroom light, Mike’s freckles stand out like scattered stars. He doesn’t dare move. Your head is a solid weight on his chest, and the ends of that wolfcut—the same one he’d sneered at—brush against his jaw. He draws a slow, shaky breath, and your scent fills him, bitter and sweet all at once. The boy who once made jokes about your knees and your smile now holds you, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. He stares down at your sleeping face, frozen by a feeling he wishes he could hate.