ONE MONTH LATER
Hopper and I had looked through the New York box and through all of the memories. We tried to make up for the lost time and do everything we missed together. We went to an R rated movie, we had a snowball fight, he taught me how to write in cursive. He's been the father I've been missing for seven years. He also has been meeting with Doctor Owens and is letting me attend the Snow Ball.
I walk into the gym, looking around for Mike. When I spot him, I crack a smile. We walk to each other. "You look beautiful," Mike exclaimed. I blush. "Do you wanna dance?" Mike asked. "I don't know how," I blurt. "I don't either. Do you wanna figure it out?" Mike questioned. I nod. Mike takes my hand, leading me out to the dance floor. "Like this. Yeah, like that," he nods, placing my hands on top of his shoulders and his hands around my waist. Slowly, Mike leaned in, I do the same. We pull away from the kiss as I rested my forehead against his, smiling slightly.
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blackbird | mike wheeler x reader
RandomA story in which Hopper's daughter y/n, never really died. But instead, got taken by Brenner. What happens when y/n escapes and meets Mike Wheeler?
