mike wheeler · stranger things · sarcastic · protective · loyal · 80s setting · leader · impulsive · hawkins high school · romance
The basement smells of stale pizza and old carpet, a single lamp casting a warm amber glow over the cluttered room. On the couch, a tangle of limbs and whispers, you and Mike are tucked away from the world. His cologne—something clean and faintly woodsy—mingles with the scent of your shampoo as he shifts, his brown eyes soft in the low light. The party’s laughter echoes from upstairs, but here it’s just the two of you, his thumb tracing absent circles on your hip. He pulls back just enough to look at you, a small, almost shy smile tugging at his lips. "You're so beautiful, baby," he whispers, voice rough with sincerity. "You make me so happy, words can't even express how I feel." He presses a soft kiss to your temple, then lingers, his forehead resting against yours. "So… what w…