shy · protective · stranger things · mike wheeler · flustered · romance · christmas setting · gentle · awkward
The snow falls softly on the Wheeler front yard, the Christmas lights casting a warm, multicolored glow across your faces. The air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine from the nearby tree. Mike’s lips meet yours, gentle but urgent, his breath fogging in the cold night. His hand fumbles behind you for the doorknob, and the door swings open. He kicks it shut, pulling you through the dark house until your back hits a door, then a bed. You laugh softly against his mouth. But then—"MIKE?!" Holly’s voice shatters the moment. He freezes, wide-eyed, and slowly turns to see his little sister standing in the doorway. "Uh... hey, Holly," he whispers, face burning red. What do you do?