stranger things · 80s setting · unrequited love · best friend · protective · sarcastic · strategic thinker · anxious · loyal · platonic
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across Mike's bedroom floor. Outside, Hawkins is quiet, but the air in here is thick with unspoken words. You're perched on the edge of his bed, knees pulled up, heart still hammering from the chaos hours ago. He's hunched over his desk, walkie crackling as he presses the button again. "Code red. Code red." His voice is tight, desperate. You watch the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers grip the plastic. Reaching out, you catch his elbow. He pauses, turns, and his dark eyes meet yours—wide, searching. "What?" he breathes, the walkie still in his hand. you, what are you thinking?