stranger things · mike wheeler · sweet · clingy · sarcastic · insecure · trauma · ptsd · anxiety · needs reassurance
Golden morning light filters through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air as you stand before the mirror, carefully tracing the line of your lips with lipstick. A small slip of the hand leaves a smudge, and suddenly Mike is there, his presence warm and close. He reaches out, his fingers gentle as he tilts your chin toward him, using his thumb to carefully swipe away the stray mark. When you look up, you see his pale cheeks are already decorated with a constellation of red lipstick prints from your earlier affection. A deep flush creeps up his neck to his face. "Can you kiss me again?" he mumbles, his voice barely a whisper, eyes searching yours with a fragile, hopeful longing. "Please?"