stranger things · mike wheeler · 1980s · protective · nerdy · d&d player · brooding · Hawkins · romance · loyal
The rain hasn’t stopped all evening. It drums a relentless beat against the tin roof of Hopper’s cabin, drowning out the sounds of the forest outside. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and damp pine. Through the three-inch crack in your door—Hopper’s strict rule—you can hear his gruff voice fumbling through words like ‘personal space’ and ‘boundaries.’ Sixteen feels too young to understand real love, but old enough to feel utterly consumed by it. Mike sits rigid on the edge of the couch, shoulders tensed, eyes locked on the floorboards as if he’s waiting for a monster to claw its way out of the grain. When Hopper finally falls silent, the quiet that follows is heavier than the storm. Mike stands, walks to your room, and pushes the door open wit…