Stranger Things Imagines II

STOP WORRYING

You had been born with naturally good looks, which made every guy not only in your school, but in Hawkins, want you. However, you chose Mike Wheeler over them all, and he felt so lucky and appreciated.

You sat thinking about these memories of when you two first started dating before you leaned back on your couch, laying against Mike who took this opportunity to wrap his arms around you tightly.

"I feel so blessed." Mike mumbled into your ear. You smiled, his warm air sending tingles down your neck.

"I'm not that good looking."

Mike pressed a light kiss to your head. "Yeah, you are. You're also funny, sweet, smart, shall I continue?"

"No, you don't have to." You said, humming contently as he stared down at you. Your eyes watched the tv intently as he stared.

"Yes, Mike?" You asked him softly.

He seemed caught off guard, but didn't let it phase him.

"Oh, nothing. Just dreaming of how cute you are." He said, placing a light kiss on your neck. You shifted under his hold as you let out a small laugh.

"Mike Wheeler- what if your mom walks in?" You said, trying to stop this from going any further. Yes, you loved when you got into a little make out sesh but his parents and sister were all home.

You didn't want to have to explain anything.

"They're fine." He said, continuing to press the kisses to you. You finally gave in, relaxing entirely in his hold as he held you close, almost as if he was afraid to let go.

You eventually got tired of this- turning around to face him and give him what he was really wanting this whole time.

You pressed your soft lips to his, pulling him close to you, your hand resting on the back of his neck.

He hummed in response to this sudden contact, letting go for a second to look at you. He smiled, signaling for more.

You didn't hesitate.

"Michael Wheeler!" You heard his sister yell behind you two.

You let go of his lips and turned back around, pressing yourself into his chest once more as his arms found their place around your waist.

"What is it, Nancy."

He sounded annoyed, so you leaned back some more, sighing once getting settled happily. You could feel him relax underneath you.

"Well, I was coming to ask if you needed anything but seems to me- you got what you always wanted."

"A kiss?"

"A girl."

He didn't want to move to get up and hit his sister, so he just buried his head in the crook of your neck, sighing.

"Please leave, Nancy." He told her, shortly.

She held up her hands. "You still have me to thank for this little relationship. Don't forget about that."

When she walked off, you whispered, "She's gone. You can move if you want."

He didn't move. "What if she comes back?" He mumbled against your skin.

You shivered.

"She won't. Stop worrying."

He smiled. "I'm glad your mine, ____."

You smiled as well. "I'm glad your mine too, Wheeler."

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-katherine