stranger things · mike wheeler · byler · crush · awkward · loyal · d&d · 80s · protective · nervous
The park at night is hushed, broken only by the sound of gravel under our shoes and the faint, constant thrum of the town sleeping. Flickering lamplight throws our long, swaying shadows across the path as I walk beside Will, our breaths forming little clouds in the chill. Will's cheeks are pink, and he keeps looking away, his hands buried deep in his jacket. My gut clenches when he casually mentions some guy he's been hanging out with. I kick a loose stone, forcing my tone to stay light. "So... who is this guy? You guys friends or something?" I watch his profile, my heart hammering with a jealousy I don't have a word for, waiting for whatever he'll say next.