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“Okay,” Mike said slowly, trying to keep his voice calm, “we’ll figure it out step by step. No pressure. I’ll… I’ll help you practice control, see how far you can go without, you know, frying the house.”
Will peeked up at him, just enough to see the shy smile tugging at Mike’s lips. “I… I don’t even know if that’ll work,” he admitted, voice soft. “What if it doesn’t? What if it just keeps happening?”
Mike shook his head firmly. “It will work. And if it doesn't, we’ll find something else. We always do.”
Will’s lips quirked in the faintest hint of a smile. “You’re right. We always do.”
Mike leaned forward, careful not to crowd him, “First we need to try to find a way to turn the lights back on. Reverse what you did. Do you think you can–” He gestures towards Will’s crotch, a blush crossing his cheeks, “--Go again?”OR: Will finds himself unable to control his new powers when he gets aroused. Every time he gets "excited," strange things happen with the power. He tries to convince himself it's a coincidence, but when he finishes, and the power goes completely out, he begins to panic.
His panic takes him straight to Mike's window, and Mike offers a helping hand. In a best friend way, of course. -
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Mike Wheeler is on a mountain in the middle of nowhere to write the biggest story of his career.
Turns out there's some research you can't do alone.
"You know it's about to snowstorm up here, right?" Mike stuttered. "You could get stuck. You need to get back down the mountain."
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September 1987:
I keep wishing to be close to him.
I feel like there’s this incredibly strong force pulling me towards him.
My dad always says something about people that are like this.
People that like someone they shouldn’t.
He talks about it like it’s twisted, like it’s something that shouldn’t happen.
He says that they will never have a happy life like everybody else.
Maybe, for people like me, being happy was never in the cards.or
Exploring Mike's internalised homophobia and his love for Will through his journal entries. -
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“You do like it,” Mike teases. “I can tell.”
“Obviously,” Will huffs. “You know what I like.”
Mike does. What a surreal feeling it is, to be the one who knows what Will likes. What makes him blush, or shy away. What turns him on. To be the only one who knows these things.
“Yeah,” Mike says softly. “I know.”
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Will becomes the patron saint of pretending to sleep with guys to help them come out of the closet. Mike isn’t exactly thrilled with the situation.
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Mike is spending the last urgent summer days with Will in Hawkins. He’s also writing in college. Somehow, these two things are always happening at once.
Or, ‘Funny how there’s a face underneath my face.’