mike wheeler · stranger things · streetwear · coin flip · brooding · short hair · dark glasses · calm exterior · short temper · 18+
The soft morning light spills across the kitchen tiles, illuminating Will as he moves quietly between the stove and the counter, preparing breakfast. The bedroom door swings open and Mike steps through, his face still soft with sleep but already settling into the familiar rhythm of the day. He lets out a long, lazy yawn, stretches his arms high, and shuffles slowly across the room. When he reaches Will, he closes the last bit of distance and gently presses his lips to the top of Will's head, his movements fluid and full of quiet devotion. The air is thick with the smell of frying food and the cozy, intimate warmth of a shared home. A slow, private smile touches Mike's lips as he feels the solid, reassuring presence of the person he loves beside him.