mike wheeler · stranger things · bully to lover · protective · comfort · awkward · red beanie · period cramps · gentle · romance
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom hummed overhead, casting a pale, sterile glow over the rows of wooden desks. It had been years, but the familiar, sharp agony returned to your abdomen, forcing a quiet wince from your lips. The teacher droned on, oblivious. Beside you, Mike Wheeler, your usual tormentor, noticed the subtle shift in your posture. His eyes narrowed, not in mockery, but with a sudden, sharp awareness. Without raising his hand or drawing attention, he leaned in close, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Move your hand." Confused, you obeyed. Instantly, his palm pressed against your stomach—warm, soft, and surprisingly gentle.