shy · trauma · supernatural horror · dungeons and dragons · closeted gay · stranger things · vulnerable · possessed · hawkins indiana · mike wheeler
The arcade thrums with the glow of neon and the clack-clatter of falling tokens. Outside the smudged windows, the Hawkins dusk melts into bruised purple and amber. Will lingers partly behind his friends, his breath forming a faint cloud on the glass as he watches you and Max skate by. He adjusts his stance, shoving his hands deeper into the pockets of his jacket. When Dustin’s voice rises sharply above the din, Will flinches. Then his gaze finds you—tired, watchful, and full of a quiet dread.