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    Except he wasn’t truly alone in the garden.

    Will tore his eyes from the paper and looked over at the frog: it had not moved an inch, all the while Will had filled the page and got lost in his thoughts, found his way out and got lost anew.

    The frog blinked slowly at him. Will lowered his sketchbook. It was definitely staring.

     

    or; Mike gets cursed a little too often.

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    Will smiles encouragingly at him, swiping his tears away and kissing his forehead again. "Let's make a deal, okay?" he murmurs, voice low and full of a bittersweet sort of hope. "If in five years we're both doing better, and we're not dating anyone else-" Mike blanches at the concept of dating anyone else, of Will dating anyone else- "we can try again, okay?"

    Five years sounds like a terribly long time. In five years, Mike will be twenty-three. He'll be done with college, will have a career, could be living anywhere in the world for all he knows, and the same goes for Will.

    But five years is a whole lot less than forever, so Mike will take it.

    In the summer of 1989, Mike and Will fall apart. Five years later, they fall back together.

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    “Hungry,” is all Mike manages to get out. Will can hear each ragged breath scuttle up and down his chest. He squints at Mike, the boy refusing to break eye contact, staring intently at Will. The emptiness from this morning is back.

    Will scoots up in bed and shimmies out of his blanket cocoon, placing his hands on the sides of Mike’s arms. “Are you feeling sick?” he questions gently. Something’s not right.

    Mike shakes his head and once again, opens his mouth with a brief pause before speaking. “I’m so hungry, Will.”

    Mike gets a little too into the occult. After a ritual-gone-wrong, Will has to piece together a decades-old mystery to save his best friend's life.

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    In the end, it doesn’t matter. None of it fucking matters. Because what’s really in control is the tension. This elusive string tied between their chests that’s always changing length. Right now it’s so short and taught and strong that Will can’t imagine resisting it. So really, it was never a matter of if he would. Just when. When will he fold? When will he let go and let himself follow Mike into the water?

    He dares to glance down at his knees, where he can see Mike’s fingers peeking out from behind his calves (as if he needed that visual reminder that they’re touching), and then back up to meet Mike’s expectant gaze.

    He’s going to do it. He’s such a fucking idiot.

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    Mike & Will have a long overdue conversation on the way back to Hawkins— by, in, and around a random motel pool.

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    my favourite fic ever omg

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    And maybe it’s the way the streetlights flicker, or the way the town is too quiet, but Will suddenly feels the weight of everything pressing in on him again. The truth clawing at his throat. The things he wants to say but can’t.

    He takes a breath.

    “Mike.”

    Mike turns to him immediately, eyes sharp, attentive.

    Will grips his own wrist, fingers digging into his skin. He hesitates—just for a second—before finally, barely above a whisper, he asks:

    “Can—” He swallows hard. “Can you promise me something?”

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    or: churchgate inspired by author listening to a shit ton of ethel cain

    title from: Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain

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