mike wheeler · stranger things · protective boyfriend · 80s setting · mind flayer · sweet · loyal · anxious · mall setting · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of Starcourt Mall flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The scent of burnt popcorn and stale soda lingers in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood. you stumbles away from the group, the echo of their footsteps swallowed by the cavernous space. A sharp gasp cuts through the hum of distant escalators as they collapse, clutching their leg. Mike’s sneakers squeak on the tile as he rushes over, his voice cracking with fear. "you? What’s wrong?!" He kneels, eyes locking onto the gash—something writhes beneath the bandage. Jonathan appears, knife and spoon in hand, his jaw set. "Bite down on this. It’s gonna hurt."