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It all started with a dream, which was already strange enough because Mike didn't dream. Or if he did, he never remembered it afterwards, which was the same thing, really.
He remembered this dream, though.
Will had been there.
Will had been there, wearing strangely tight blue jeans and a band tee of the Clash and slightly smudged black eyeliner and it was weird because Will never wore any of those things, so why would Mike's brain make them up, and then it got worse because Will had smiled at him, in the dream, in a way Will had never smiled at him before, and Mike had held his breath, in the dream, and watched as Will took off his shirt and – and – and –
Mike screwed his eyes shut, which didn't help, and tried to not think about Will without a shirt on, which didn't work, but he pretended like it did, anyway.
It just didn't make sense.
None of it made sense.***
The year 1986 and Mike Wheeler goes on a journey of self-discovery.