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Mike Wheeler was asleep; he'd been peacefully snoring the night away since Karen Wheeler had told them to go to bed. However, Will Byers had yet to do the same, standing right next to the bed his best friend slept on.
They used to share the bed, but now Will was demoted to a sleeping bag on the floor, a knife stabbing straight through his heart the first time he had to. That same night, he didn't get any sleep. It was different without Mike.
Cold; Far; Distant.
It was almost pitiful.
Will's heart only ached more as he stood there, missing the true warmth and comfort of being in Mike's arms. What if Mike didn't want to be next to Will anymore? What if Mike started to hate just being in the same room as Will? What if Mike wanted to be with her.
Ever since Eleven reunited with Mike, Will had seen them touch and kiss on each other at least ten times. It felt like a thousand.
" Will? "
Will jumped as he heard Mike's voice, tired and exhausted. He didn't realize he'd been staring for so long that Mike eventually woke up, looking up directly at Will. He was embarrassed, standing more awkwardly now rather than still.
" What's wrong- are you having nightmares again? ", Mike asked. Will had stared at him before shaking his head, adding a " no. " that was extremely quiet to hear. Mike was just able to make out the single word. " I- I'm cold. ", Will then stuttered, his voice slightly monotone and dull, making Mike flinch.
" Well why didn't you just say so? "
Mike shuffled over a bit and made just enough room for Will, as the bed was too small for them since they're no longer only 10. Without even slight hesitation, Will climbed onto the bed, trying his best to find a comfortable position for himself, but realizing that would only be possible if he were to put his head into the crook of Mike's neck.
It didn't take long for Mike to notice that either, already accepting the fact. " Y'know- I could just sleep on the floor- ", Will whispered, regretting ever being so selfish to make his best friend uncomfortable. Although, he suddenly cut himself off, Mike snaking his arms around Will's waist.
" No- No. This is fine. You're actually quite comfortable- If that makes sense. ".
Fine.
This was fine.