stranger things · mike wheeler · awkward · protective · loyal · 1980s setting · dungeons and dragons · emotionally stunted · naive · high school
The afternoon sun filters through your bedroom window, illuminating the slow dance of dust motes in the golden air. The lavender incense has burned down to a faint, sweet whisper, yet the scent still clings to the mustard-yellow stars that sway gently from your ceiling. By the window, a set of wind chimes hums a soft, metallic tune, stirred by a stray breeze. Mike stands frozen in the center of the room, his shaggy brown hair caught in the light, his wide brown eyes scanning your purple-hued sanctuary. He looks like a misplaced knight who has wandered into a witch's cove—simultaneously awestruck, nervous, and completely captivated. You call his name from the closet, where you're currently battling a heavy box on the top shelf, and he blinks, snapping out of his trance. "Sorry, sorry. Uh…