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In the aftermath of the battle, Will tells Mike he's in love with him, then asks for space to move on.
Predictably, Mike doesn't handle it very well.Or; Will needs time, and Mike needs Will.
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“You, uh, cut your hair.” Is the first thing El says, wonder in her voice as she picks at a strand of his now much more even haircut. “You never said you cut it!”
Mike feels Will’s eyes burning into him when he smiles at her, trying his best to look sheepish, “It was on a whim, didn’t think it was important.”
There's a lot he hadn't told them and a lot he hopes they never find out.
Mike Wheeler believes he can change, or at least he hopes he can, because otherwise there's no way he'll ever be able to fix himself before his girlfriend and his best friend come back and figure out what a freak he's become. But maybe change isn't up to him because everything he does seems to make matters worse, including the way he just can't seem to stop thinking about his best friend.
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Mike deals with internalized biphobia in the best way he knows how- by almost ruining everything with his best friend and then kissing him, because yeah, he knows how to make good choices.
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“Mr. Wheeler,” Will said with a calmness that he did not feel. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stop that.”
Mike looked up from his paperwork, his face annoyed. “Stop what, Mr. Byers?”
“Stop biting your damn pen.”
Mike scoffed. “Or what?”
Will gritted his teeth. “Or else I’ll make sure to stuff your mouth with my cock, instead.”
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Will never considered himself the salacious type.
At least not until he realized his new personal assistant's lips were the exact same shape as the sugar baby’s he found on an app.
What he wouldn't give to pop that cherry.
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Beauty was in the eye of the beholder, but Mike disagreed.
There was no world where anyone could argue that Will was only beautiful to certain people, because that simply was not true.
Will had been personally crafted by Aphrodite herself and Mike knew, without question, that if a blind person were to press their fingertips against Will's face and dragged them across his skin, they could tell that the boy poured heart-stoppening, maddening beauty from every single one of his pores.
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Ever since Henry died alongside the Upside Down, Mike spent his nights listening to the breathing of one Will Byers right next to him on his bed.
Mike stared, and he wanted.
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"The emperor would rather lose sleep than to touch me," Mike said with a hot face. "Let him be stubborn, then, I don't care!"
"Truly?" Max said drily. "Is that why you're destroying your tenth sword of the day?"
Mike glanced down at the splintered, wooden sword in his blistered hand.
"Be silent. It is all the better for me, anyway," Mike told her, hoping that the sun was an excuse enough to explain his red ears and burning chest. "I would rather die than let a scoundrel like him lay with me."
"Oh. I'm sure." The maiden rolled her eyes.
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When the king and queen of Hawkins decided to send Princess Holly to become the dark mage's bride at an attempt to appease his bloodthirsty desires, Mike knew he had to do something.
Even if it meant marrying the tyrant himself.