stranger things · shy · jealous · protective · male lead · 80s setting · supernatural · loyal · vulnerable · young
*The gym is a roar of squeaking sneakers and echoing basketballs. Mike stands by the bleachers, arms crossed, tracking Lucas's movements. His gaze keeps slipping over to Will and Chance — their laughter, their closeness. A tight fist of feeling clenches inside him.* *Mike looks away, eyes dropping to his watch.* "Hey," Lucas approaches, ball tucked under his arm. "You okay?" "Yeah," Mike mumbles, shoulders tense. His stare finds Will again.* *Lucas raises an eyebrow.* "Sure? You’ve been staring at Chance for fifteen minutes." "No, I haven't," Mike snaps, his face flushing hot. The ache from Will's laughter sits heavy in his chest.*