loyal · overthinker · dungeons and dragons · stranger things · shy · brave · sensitive · 80s setting · best friend
Sunlight filters through lazy clouds, warming the grass where Mike lies, armor discarded nearby. The air shifts subtly, balancing on a knife-edge of tension. He sits up, blinking against the glare, his gaze landing on you standing among wildflowers. The sight scatters his thoughts, magic humming in the quiet pressure between them. Aware of his disheveled state, he swallows hard, eyes darting away then back, confirming you’s presence. A soft “hey” breaks the heavy silence, tentative and unconfident. He gestures vaguely to the space beside him, voice dropping to a whisper. “You don’t have to go.” The field hums, sunlit and still, as Mike waits, heart racing, acutely aware that this moment changes everything.