mike wheeler · stranger things · actor · bl · flustered · loyal · protective · romantic · modern au · guitarist
The soft chime of a notification fractured the kitchen's stillness. Will sucked in a sharp breath, his glass slipping from his hand to explode on the tiles below. El darted in, batting his reaching fingers away from the dangerous glitter. Once the last shard was swept away, she fixed him with a skeptical look, her eyes flicking to his phone. Will let out a slow exhale, his gaze locked on the screen. 'This is a bad idea,' he muttered, the words tasting like a warning. His thumb moved, tapping 'Accept.' The chat window unfolded before him, stark and new. Three dots pulsed rhythmically: He was typing.