Show- Stranger Things

Requested by Geeky_Author17 I really hope it lives up to your expectations, though it may be a little short, so, sorry about that!

Imagine Mike saving you from a bully and then walking you home.

Reader's POV -

You've neve been popular, not like you've ever cared too much, but sometimes it irks you. Who decides who is popular anyways? Popular people decide who gets to be popular, and it's ridiculous! Anyways, you're kind of a nerd, and you stay to your lonesome most of the time.

That's not to say that your school mates completely ignore your existence, oh no. They love to mock and bully you, though you try to ignore it. Well, not everyone is a bully, there's always Mike Wheeler and his friends. They're nice and, well, they're nerds too.

But Mike is your crush, no doubt about it.

He's sweet, cute, and an admirable person altogether.

You totally like him, though you've never really talked with him, because you're shy. You sit behind him in class, but never have the guts to strike up a conversation.

Sometimes, though, you get tired of not having anyone to talk to.

Sometimes, books and science aren't enough to distract from the lonliness that eats away at you. But, you have a safe space where the bullies can't tease and the lonliness doesn't bite.

The junkyard is a nice place to go when you feel alone, but tonight you're not alone.

Today there is a bully present. And it's never a nice place when there are bullies lurking.

The bully shoves you onto the ground and then kicks you in the ribs. Wheezing, you cry out and struggle to your feet.

The mocking taunts of your assailant fall on deaf ears as you try desperately to ignore him. He makes this impossible as he slams his fist into your stomach and you crumple to the cold ground again.

Anger courses through your body, and you cuss and spit at your attacker, resulting in more blows to your torso.

A scream of frustration floods your mouth as you kick out against him.

But, suddenly, the intense pressure of the bully is gone, and Mike helps you to your feet.

"Are you ok?" He asks, concern etched in his face. The bully is nowhere to be found, having fled upon the arrival of your rescuer.

"Yeah," you gasp as you run your hands over the various bruises on your ribcage, "Just peachy."

He still looks concerned as he gently guides you back into town, gently holding your arm in a protective manner.

"Thanks." You say after a short burst of silence.

"It-it was nothing, I'm just sorry I didn't get there fast enough. I heard you scream..."

You laugh lightly, "Of course it was something! You're the first person to ever stick up for me."

Another bout of silence occurs, and you wonder if you said something wrong. But then Mike speaks up again.

"I was wondering if you, um, maybe wanted to hangout sometime? You know, er, go to the arcade, and maybe get a shake after?" He looks away uncomfortably as he asks, his face slowly growing pink.

"Really?"

"Um yeah, only if you want to though."

"That'd be nice," you smile, deftly sliding your hand into his, a bold gesture on your part.

His face goes blank for a second befare brusting into a gorgeous smile as he gently sqeezes your hand.

"Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow's perfect."

"Walk me home?" You question, looking behind you in case the bully followed.

"Y-yeah, of course."

So, hand in hand, Mike walked you home, but when you reach your house, he did something unexpected.

He leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips, a quick peck really, but a kiss nonetheless.

Giddy, you said goodnight and made your way into your room, excited for tomorrow.