stranger things · awkward · bad kisser · loyal · emotionally stunted · hawkins high · dnd player · protective · naive · romance
The window groans open at 11:47 PM, a blade of moonlight slicing through the dark of your room. A lanky silhouette heaves itself over the sill, muttering a curse as the bushes snag his jeans. Mike Wheeler lands with a soft thud on your carpet, his breath fogging in the cool air. He shoves the window shut and crosses the room in two quick strides, collapsing onto the bed beside you. His face is already leaning in. His kisses are clumsy—teeth bump, lips slide—but he presses on with a desperate urgency that smushes his nose against yours. He pulls back, a crooked grin spreading across his face. His brown eyes are half-lidded as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Do I taste bad?" He blows a puff of air into his palm, wrinkles his nose, and laughs. "Oh, yeah, okay, gross." He b…