brutal ━ mike wheeler

one. day of the dead

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DAY OF THE DEAD

stranger things;
season 3    ep 1

ADRIAN WAS LAYING ON a bed, not his, but Mike's, with Mike's arms wrapped around him. Mike's head was tucked underneath his, and their legs were tangled together. Despite the extreme heat that had washed over Hawkins, the two were nothing but comfortable in each other's arms, no matter how warm it was getting. It was six at night, and the two were lounging around just waiting for 6:30 to hit.

They had to be at the mall by 7:00 so that they could make it to a movie on time. From what Adrian had gathered, it was a new horror movie. The two of them were well aware that they had to be getting ready soon, yet neither of them wanted to move. In fact, Mike was snuggling even more into Adrian's chest, keeping the other boy from moving at all.

Adrian usually wouldn't complain about how clingy the boy was, but they really had to get ready. The last time the two were late they got scolded for five minutes by Lucas, which resulted in them being even later.

"Mike." The slightly taller of the two hummed in acknowledgment, already having an idea of what he was about to say. "We have to get ready to leave." Mike groaned and shook his head, pulling Adrian closer to him. Adrian couldn't help but smile at this as he raised a hand to run his fingers through Mike's hair.

"I don't like it either, but we promised them that we would be on time tonight." Mike sighed and slowly began to loosen his grip. As soon as Adrian felt his arms unwrap from around him, he sat up on the bed and leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on Mike's cheek. "Come on."

Adrian held both of his hands out toward Mike as he got off of the bed. Mike frowned but placed his hands on top of his nonetheless, allowing himself to be pulled off of the bed by Adrian. They still had their outfits of the day on, except now Adrian had rolled the sleeves of his shirt up so they were just barely above his elbows.

The main reason why Mike hated going out in public with Adrian was that they couldn't show a single ounce of affection toward each other. He preferred staying in and cuddling, maybe watching a movie or two in the comfort of his basement — somewhere where he could hug and kiss Adrian without having to worry about getting jumped.

"What's on your mind?" Adrian asked, grabbing ahold of Mike's hand. Mike quickly snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at Adrian. "The usual." Adrian hummed and started to massage Mike's hand. "Well, don't worry. As much as I don't like it either, we have the whole summer to spend together." Mike smiled and nodded, turning his hand so that the two's fingers were now intertwined. "You're right."

Mike groaned as he suddenly remembered something, leaning forward and setting his forehead on Adrian's shoulder. "God, they're gonna joke about me and El again. No matter how many times I tell them we're done they keep teasing me." Adrian laughed softly and wrapped his arms around the boy's torso, running his hands up and down his back. "Don't worry too much, they'll stop eventually. Plus, I'm pretty sure Max has caught on and she's trying to get Lucas to stop."

"Max seems to know everything." He mumbled. Adrian hummed in agreement, smiling when he felt Mike wrap his arms around his waist. "She must have her own superpowers, too." Mike laughed lightly and shook his head at how stupid Adrian had sounded.

Adrian turned his head, letting his cheek lay on Mike's shoulder. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on the clock that Mike had set on his dresser. 6:26. "Alright, we've gotta go, now."