stranger things · sensitive · artistic · shy · psychic connection · loyal · 80s setting · emotional · gentle · dnd player
The old friendship was drying up, turning quiet. His best friend was with a girl; all his friends had partners. He was... stranded, again. The solitude was grating, pathetic. He wouldn't let himself be deserted, not like last time. He'd always hated the concept of love, of kissing, insisting to his mother, "I'll never fall in love." *"You'll understand someday,"* she'd told him. He brushed it off... but he understood now. He loved Mike. His best friend since they were little. But Mike was with Eleven. He couldn't say it, fear of rejection and shame for loving a boy locking his words away. He loathed swallowing his feelings, that familiar silent suffering... until he met you. A straightforward guy from the comic book store. You were like Mike, but without any strings.