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Will is laying in bed with his headphones.
He's currently having his by now traditional music jam at night before going to sleep.
That is more or less about him wanting to drown his thoughts so they don't keep him awake at night than his love for music in general, but whatever.
The chorus of smalltown boy fades into the dark night, the only thing that lights up his room at the Moment is the small streetlight outside of their new home that always seems to be on, no matter what.
He has his eyes closed because like that he can enjoy the music more. In that way it feels like the lyrics are running through his whole body, swallowing him up as a whole. His eyes twitch for a second because of some undefinable noise coming from the outside of his room.
He closed them again, thinking he probably heard something that wasn't there, as he often does. That’s mostly the after effects of going through a whole damn apocalypse. But the noise is there again so this time he takes his headphones off. Curious for what is going on outside of his Head Space bubble of Peace.
He lays them to the side, the sound of music still noticeable, quiet but still there. In the same way his Trauma is still constantly lingering with him at every step he takes. It‘s annoying but you learn to live with it by the years that pass by. Things don‘t get easier, they just get familiar. Familiar in the way that you just accept your fate, the fate of being broken into pieces that you glued together in advance of being somewhat „normal“ again.
He looked around confused, his eyes focused on the window. He only then noticed that it‘s raining - maybe that was the noise? he questioned. But no. A little rock threw at his window. He walked towards it only to look outside and see Mike Wheeler standing outside his house? At night?? Soaked up by the rain, throwing rocks at his room???
What an odd situation he thought, but opened up the window anyway, because you know it's Mike Wheeler.
“Mike?” he shouted out in a whisper.
“Hey” Mike answers with a crooked smile,
“Can I come in please?” he adds, pleading for it a little.
“Yeah yeah sure I’ll be there any second” Will says, closing the window.
He slips out of his room carefully, trying not to wake Jonathan up who is sleeping next door. Joyce is currently at Hopper’s and El was at Max’s so it was only the two of them at home right now.
He trampled down the stairs to reach the front door, still very very confused.
When he arrived there he opened it up, in front of him was Mike, completely soaked up. You could still see the raindrops running down his face, hair sticking to his forehead.
Will hated himself for thinking like this but Mike looked so unbelievably gorgeous right now it was crazy.
In his head he made a side note
reasons to live:
1 music
2 mike wheeler
3 mike wheeler with wet hair
or maybe the other way around to be honest…
“Jesus Mike you're totally soaked up by the rain and it's freezing outside, you're gonna get sick” Will said worried at his presence but Mike ignored that and just slipped through the door now standing right in front of Will. Eyeing the other boy up and down.
“I’m fine Will” he said trying to reassure him.
Beside the fact of Will not believing that at all he let it go, there were far more important things to talk about right now. One being the question that ran through his head ever since he saw Mike through his bedroom window, standing outside their porch.
“What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
“It's only 11 pm” he corrected Will, grinning a little bit.
“Still past your bedtime wheeler” he answered, teasing him back.
Mike gave him a little fist bump at his shoulder for that as his smile grew wider.
Comfortable silence filled up the room but Mike's face expression changed into something more serious.
Mike cleared his throat “I uhm, can we talk?” he asked, sounding a little nervous now.
Will noticed this, but tried to play off the way his stomach flipped at the quick change of Mike's presence in the room with the way he looked at him right now.
“Uh yeah sure, do you wanna go upstairs first? I can give you new clothes” he said pointing faintly at Mike in his wet clothes, to prove his offer comes with sense.
Mike smiled back at that.
“Really worked up about my health there byers” he answered teasingly.
“Well you know me” Will said and turned around, trying to break that weird tension hanging in the air that was making him completely nauseous. Mike followed him immediately.
Will could make Mike go places by just an eye twitch if we’re being real honest right now, the boy follows him like a stray kitten. No shame behind it.
They walked upstairs together. Will in the front, Mike right behind him at his side. He tried his best not to soak up the whole staircase.
Even though he took his shoes off before he followed Will upstairs he was still soaking wet.
Might not have been his best idea to walk all the way through Hawkins from Max’s place to Will's in ‘the middle of the night’ as Will had said, while it was raining heavily.
But he had things to be said and done. And no he couldn’t wait up on those things. Maybe his tipsy mind was at fault for that.
Arriving at Will's room, he held the door open for Mike to walk into as the Gentleman that he is. Mike was now standing beside Will's closet, a little helpless, as Will closed the door behind them and followed his way as he approached his closet, taking out the blue/yellow sweater Mike gifted him for Christmas last year and a pair of sweatpants as he handed them over to Mike.
The Sweater was actually his favorite piece of clothing ever. When he first got it due to mail on Christmas Day it even faintly smelled like the other boy. Will would find himself cuddling with it at night for ages before it lost its scent. He smiled a little to himself knowing that he now might get it back again with his beloved smell on it.
“Hey that's the one I gave you” he said and you could hear the happiness in his voice as he looked up at Will smiling.
“Yeah, it's my favorite actually,” he admitted. “So don't take it for granted that I gave it to you” he added jokingly.
“Won't” Mike simply answered him. The warm feeling in his heart at those words from Will almost made him forget why he even got the sweater in the first place.
“Uhm would you mind if I just changed in here. I’m scared of waking Jonathan up if I go all the way to the bathroom” What a liar
"Uhm I don't think he would mind, but I don't mind either so you can stay if u want… how do you know it's just him here?” Will adds to his answer a little confused.”
"Well for Joyce I just assumed she's out and for El, well I just saw her so” Will frowns a little at that, now he's even more confused.
“I thought she was at Max’s?”
“Yeah she is, that's also where I’m coming from” he exhaled a little laugh at Will's confused face, it was a little amusing to be honest.
“I can tell you're thinking a lot right now Will, if I may interrupt that process of thoughts, change and then explain to you in more detail what is going on, can I?”
Michael ‚good with words‘ Wheeler where the hell are you coming from? Will thought to himself.
“Yeah yes of course sorry” he apologized for keeping Mike away from the one thing he was pleading in so badly in the first place.
“It's fine, don't worry”.
So Will sat down on his bed frame allowing himself to fall back into his bed, closing his eyes as he didn't wanna watch Mike change. Okay that wasn't true. He would want to, but he has basic human empathy and respect so obviously he wouldn't. Just the simple thought of Mike most likely being shirtless right now sends a shiver down his back.
“Done” said Mike into the quiet and Will opened his eyes again, moving his body up so he could just sit on his bed frame again. Will looked him up and down, studied the way his sweater wrapped itself around Mike's body. He looked cute.
Mike stood in front of him and he didn't really seem to take a seat so Will just accepted his fate.
Because looking up at Mike from down here when his tall body was just standing above him looking at him so steady, felt way too intimate in some ways.
“So” Mike just started and went right into it. “I was at Max’s because they kind of invited me over after El, I suppose uhm talked about me with her?”
"And then we just talked and talked” he stopped for a second “maybe also sipped down a few cups of alcohol as well” he admitted, a little ashamed, his voice lower than before.
He knew Will was probably judging him for that fact, which in his opinion was more than valid, but still.
“Mike, how drunk are you?” Will asked because he's actually questioning if Mike is even in the constitution to have a serious conversation with him right now.
“Really not that much Will, I promise, the rain kinda helped with that, it trenched me out.”
His voice also didn't really sound that different, maybe a little tipsy if you really focused on it, Will thought so he let him continue speaking.
“Anyway my point is, I came to you because-” he stops. “I-, shit where the hell are my words now, I knew exactly what to say to you, I said it over and over again in my head while I walked down here to your place and- and I take one look at you and now they- they're just all gone” he speaks out, his voice frustrated.
Will simply just smiles at him. Mike had his way with words sometimes, surely, but he was also way too adorable when he was at a loss of them. Mike exhaled, a quick thought came to his mind and he just went with it, maybe that could help him.
“Will I- uhm can you turn around maybe?” The smile on Will's face growing wider told him enough and he stopped him right away before he could even start singing that horrible song from Dustin and his girlfriend that was haunting Mike down at night.
“You better not or else I will leave” he wasn't serious about that, of course he wasn't, nothing could take him away from here tonight.
“Okay fine fine” Will said laughing a little under his words.
“I can do that for you if it helps” he said and his voice sounded a little flirty at that, but maybe Mike was just fantasizing that, I mean it was very late and he was still a little tipsy.
He repeated the words in his head anyway (what a loser) I can do that for you for fucks sake was he trying to kill him.
He simply nodded at Will.
Will moved up his body in the bed, so he can sit crisscrossed before turning around.
He felt slightly weird now knowing that he's under Mike's gaze without getting to look back at him like he just did a few seconds ago.
He heard Mike shakingly breath in and out before he started talking again.
“I guess ever since me and Eleven have broken up with each other I've been thinking about a lot of stuff and you know well mostly about…you” Will swallowed.
“When you and El moved away I felt so so alone, because yeah of course my girlfriend was gone but what made my heart ache even worse was your absence".
My absence?
"I looked for you everywhere I went. And I don't even mean people that look similar to you. If there was a song playing I know you love I stopped by and listened to it, if I saw a piece of art hanging around all I could think about is that yours would've been way more beautiful hanging there”.
Will smiled to himself.
“Joining a new DND party was kind of also my way of trying to feel close to you again because that's kind of always been our thing and well also because heck yeah eddie was just way too cool to say no to”.
The whole Party seems to be very attached to this Eddie Munson guy, Will wished he could have met him.
“But it only made me miss you more and I-” he sighs. “I couldn’t really seem to place that feeling at that time. Only when I saw you again looking so tall and grown up suddenly and also well” he stopped, his voice going lower like he's a little ashamed of saying what he's gonna say next,
“Really pretty…did I realize what I was feeling. But I only allowed myself to really give up on that feeling after me and El broke up”.
Was Mike saying that he likes him right now?
“It wasn't the reason for our break up in the first place but I think down to my heart me and also El knew that the reason for our break up wasn't just us growing apart in our relationship and not doing each other good anymore”.
Mike sighed,
“And well today apparently El talked about that with Max because in her words ”I was being so painfully obvious that it hurt her to her core”- whatever the fuck that means Max is still weird to me even though I love her, don't tell her that like EVER but you know”.
“So they invited me over for an ‘Intervention’ basically telling me I should just stand up for my uhm- feelings and confess to you and after a few drinks that also seemed like a pretty good idea to me” he chuckled.
“Anyways what I’m trying to say here is that I-” he stops and breathes in. “I like you byers, I really really like you”
“and- and like I don't mean that in a friends kind of way, I mean that in a I just wanna just grab your pretty face and kiss the life out of it, running my fingers through your hair and just letting myself melt into your touch way way” he shrunks his facials together in embarrassation of what he just admitted so frankly.
“I know it's supposed to be wrong to feel like this, but I don't think being with you could ever feel wrong and you know if the world still thinks like that then well fuck that, I’ll be wrong with you… together cause that's what I want most and… only”.
But now it was time for him to move again.
To look at Will's face again.
His speech was over and there was nothing more to say.
He wasn't sure if he was actually ready for that.
This whole time he could pretend that Will was smiling at his words, liking what he hears, but now he was confronted with the truth. Which could be somewhere in his dreams or far away from that and that far away scared him, a lot.
He shook himself briefly and turned around the corner to the other side of Will's bed. The other boy followed his movement before Mike stopped right in front of him, searching for Will's eyes to meet his. Will looked up at him from his hands, the both of them now staring at each other.
One boy with hope, the other with satisfaction. A Satisfaction Mike couldn’t seem to place in Will's face, but it was there. Will moved closer to the edge of his bed so he could be right in front of Mike again.
“Will” he swallowed, “say something please”
Silence filled the room.
Will looked at him steadily, studying his face, counting all the little freckles he could still see in the bare light of the streetlights outside.
Mike was dying inside.
What the frick was taking him so long, why can't he just say something already, why is he only looking at me like that?
Mike was about to start saying something again when Will cut him off with his words
“Kiss me” he demanded.
“What?”
“Do what you just said Mike”
Mike was in quite disbelief of what he just heard, the confidence in Will's voice was suddenly very intimidating to him.
“C’monnn Mike just do it, I want it” his voice a begging whisper.
“You know, let's go wrong together,” he added with a reassuring smile.
Mike didn’t waste another second after that.
Stepping closer, now standing right in front of Will, legs pressing against the bed frame and his face slowly leaning down towards Will’s where he just grabbed his face with his hands. Running them up through his hair roughly as he kissed him slowly but with a demanding passion behind it.
Kissing Will must have been the best thing he has ever done in life. Adrenaline rushed through his body like a thunderbolt.
He waited so long for this.
Even though he didn’t know all along what his feelings for Will meant, he knew now and that's all that counted.
He wanted all of this, all of Will.
Right now.
Mike bent over, breaking the kiss for a second as he hovered over Will placing himself in his lap. He started to kiss him again, less softer now. His tongue exploring Will's mouth.
Mike didn’t know kissing could be this fun. Will didn't know kissing Mike would be even better than all the times he had imagined it for all those years.
Mike moved his hands from Will's hair, slowly down to his waist, slightly brushing his fingers against it. He kept on doing that for a while enjoying how Will's breath got heavier under his kisses.
He moved his face down to Will's neck placing light and soft kisses on it as he reached under Will's T-Shirt to stroke his hips with his hands and feel his skin, so bare and rare, so soft and smooth under his touch.
Will gasped for air causing a shiver down Mike's back as he stopped kissing his neck.
Moving his head back to Will's face, just staring at each other in the moment that they're in.
“Sorry” Mike whispered at Will, whose face was totally flushed, hair messy and eyes a glazy shimmer.
“No I-” he cleared his throat
“It's fine, I uhm liked it…” a quiet yaw escaped from his mouth.
“Tired hmm?” Mike said smiling while getting himself up from Will.
He was ready to settle up and leave the Byers place for good now. He has completed the mission he was on here for and could go home happy now.
Even though, if he was actually true to himself, his real home was sitting beside him.
The breath that has always managed to slow down his own breath too. The smile that has always worked to make himself smile too even when he was upset.
The light to his World, the Will Byers.
Mike moved closer to the edge of Will's bed in an attempt to get up but Will's hand caught him off guard, holding him back.
“Where are you going?”
“Uhm home I supposed” his face irritated at the other boy.
“I’m not letting you leave now-” he quickly responded and only then realized how psychic that lowkey sounds.
“Sorry I-, no that sounds a little freaky” he laughed out at his own words.
“I just think that you shouldn’t have to walk all the way back to your place in the middle of the night if you could just stay here, you know like old times”
He gave Mike a cute little smile at that. Mike smiled back at him and even the darkness in the room couldn’t hide the way his face was lightning up.
“You sure Jonathan is fine with that?”
“It's not like your sister is here all the time or something , I think I deserve to have a night guest too” he winked at Mike.
“Gosh don't put it like that, I don't wanna think of my sister in that context” he shrunked his facials together.
Will laughed at him “Fine yeah that's fair, sorry”.
Will moved up to his bed frame, tugging himself under his blanket before moving it up so Mike could come and lay under it too.
Mike simply joined into his movement allowing himself to melt into Will's side, his back now being pressed against the other boy. Mike could feel Will's breath against the back of his neck and god nothing has ever felt more beautiful to him.
Will gently wrapped his arms around Mike's waist.
A small cough escaped his mouth, he swallowed. “Mike?” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah” Mike answered and Will was sure he had never heard Mike speak this softly to him.
“Did you- mean what you just said and did tonight?”
Mike laughed, but stopped when he realized Will wasn't laughing with him or anything.
“Wait, are you serious right now? I literally said I like you, like 15 minutes ago” his voice was still soft, just very confused.
“Yeah sorry no it's stupid, I just-” he paused “I guess I've dreamed about this more times than I could count honestly and I just wanna make sure this is actually real and it's not vecna’s réunion or something like he came back from dust and is now haunting me with this Dream of a Situation and in some seconds you will turn into nothing but bones and flesh and tell me you hate me or some” he rambled out.
“Wow” is all Mike could say to this. It hurt him deeply knowing Will could have this perfect moment and all he was thinking about is that if this was some sort of bad trick to hurt him.
Gosh he just wanted to hold him, whisper into his ear that everything will be fine and never let go of him, ever.
Mike grabbed Will's hand that was resting beside his waist with his own and intertwined their fingers with each other, moving their hands up for a second to plant a little kiss on the back of Will's hand.
“Did that feel real to you” he asked and all Will could do in response is move closer to the other boy and bury his face in Mike's neck.
Mike smiled to himself.
“Honestly I could get used to this,” Will said.
“Yeah you better do that cause I’ll never leave again”
“Is that a threat?”
“a lovely one” Mike answered back and Will laughed a little at it before he kissed Mike's neck in response.
The room was quiet now.
All you could still hear was their heartbeats beating in sync together, as they always have and as they always will.
…
The next morning Mike woke up to the sound of the shower going off in the bathroom right next to Will's room. Will was still asleep, laying onto Mike's chest, his other arm was still wrapped around Mike's waist, holding him steady.
The only thing Mike could do as he looked at him was smile, that gentle smile of him that he has missed so much, the gentle smile that only ever showed up when he was looking at Will.
He traced his fingers through Will's messy hair, it was so soft and beautiful Mike thought to himself.
He wished this Moment would never end but also oh
If Joyce was at Hoppers and El was at Max’s and Jonathan was the only other person here that person in the shower must be him.
If there was a way to escape this place without having to explain why he was even here in the first place to Jonathan, then Mike would take it.
Cause honestly he wasn't sure whether Jonathan would like this or hate him even more now.
Obviously he didn't really “hate” him, he just hated the way Mike treated Will, which he also thinks is valid.
“Will” he whispered down to the other boy, “Will, wake up please”
“Hhm” was all the other boy could bring out in response.
Mike's voice was quiet and lovely as he spoke, he knew Will was most likely still a little sleepy so he didn’t wanna stress him out for nothing.
“I know you're probably still very tired but I actually need to leave like right now so you have to let go off me, it's really not like I wanna leave you or anything it's just that I heard Jonathan in the bathroom showering and you know if I had the chance to leave here without any questions on why I’m here in the first place that would be very nice. Like don't- don‘t get me wrong, I'm fine with us telling him and whatever but just not right now in this Situation, if that's fine” he rambled out and not even Will has ever heard him speak this fast.
Will moved his head up from Mike’s chest to look the other boy in the eye. For a few seconds he just stared at him, admiring how gorgeous the boy looked in the morning.
With his curls being a little messy and his face also lowkey being paler than ever, which kind of made him look like a vampire, but that was okay because Will also found that (highkey) very attractive.
More than he would like to admit to himself.
"It's fine Mike that's totally valid”, “but uhm can I still see you later? There's a lot I would still like to know and talk about, if that's okay”.
“Oh yeah yeah sure totally, I will call you, promise” he said while getting up as Will rolled from him, now laying in his bed alone again. But for once being alone didn't feel so devastating, it felt nice. Mike was about to head to the door but quickly turned around as he rushed back to Will to plant a little kiss on his forehead. Will only shrunk his face together smiling like a total loser.
Mike then went back to the door. He opened it carefully as in advance of not being too loud. As he closed it he leaned against it for a second, closing his face and just smiling a little proudly to himself. Gosh love really could be this awesome? he thought.
“Mike?” a feminine voice called out for him. But that couldn’t be El, was it-
“Nancy?”
“What are you doing here?” Nancy asked him confused “I thought you were at Max’s with El”.
“Well yeah I just uhm… could ask you the same, weren’t you staying home?”, “also you seem a little nervous actually, trying to escape Will from knowing this aren't you?” he quickly hashed back to move the attention away from him.
“And you Jonathan hhm?”. Well, same blood, same mind, same kind, they both really were at each other's feet.
“Whatever not the matter. You wanna leave without anyone noticing and I want the same so can't we just leave now, please” he asked stressed and headed to the staircase.
“Okay but I need an actual explanation for this later Mike”
“Yeah yeah sure whatever, can you come already?” he rushed out and Nancy followed him quickly.
Mike's Plan was easy. Jonathan was away, everyone else was gone, so free room to leave the Byers without anyone noticing that he; well they were even here. Sounds like nothing could go wrong he thought as he stepped down the last stair and moved around the corner so he could get to the door and-
fuck
At the kitchen next to where the door was, a few eyes met his.
At his very sight there was El, Joyce and fucking hell Hopper sitting around the kitchen counter drinking Coffee or whatever.
He looked back at his sister who was just as surprised as he was. “If we stand really still, maybe they won’t notice us,” Mike whispered to her.
“Mike give up” she whispered back smiling as he reached the others and Mike followed her like a lost puppy. Maybe this wouldn't go so bad
“Oh hey guys lovely to have you here” Joyce said, she was the first one to speak up, of course she was.
“Yeah sorry Ms Byers we really don't wanna bother staying here-” Nancy was about to keep on talking but Joyce cut her off immediately
“No no don't bother actually why don't you guys stay here for breakfast, we haven't had a family meeting like this in a while, I would love to have that again” she said smiling.
Well great this is going so freaking bad.
“Oh yeah sure that would be nice” Nancy answered and kicked Mike with her elbow to tune in with her, “very nice” Mike added, smiling through the pain.
El who has watched this conversation from aside has been smiling hardly to herself. Was she gonna make this worse for Mike? Definitely. I mean after everything he put her through as well she deserved to have her fun with this, she thought.
“I see your mission has been accomplished Mike?” she said and grimaced at him while Mike sent her a death threatening glance back.
“Mission?” Hopper questioned, his face was irritated.
“Oh it's nothing, she's just talking about some game I wanted to finish yesterday”
“I thought you had been with El at Max’s, at least Joyce has told me so”.
Mike thought about maybe just running out the door right now without any other words to be said so he could just escape this situation.
Think Mike, just think smart. “Oh yeah yeah I was, I just came here earlier because I wanted to find Nancy… upstairs, since you know I knew she was at Jonathan's and I needed her advice on something” he ended his sentence but it sounded more like a question if he was being honest with himself.
“Did you also need Will's advice by chance?” El asked, totally serious.
Mike got confused. “Uh no just hers why?”
“Cause you are wearing his clothes, I know they aren't yours, you don't dress that lovely” she pointed out, Mike gave her an offended look back as he spoke again, he only then noticed that he was still dressed in Will's clothes from last night, fuck.
“First of all I gifted him this” he said while protestically pointing at the sweater he was wearing “so you're basically just complimenting me and second of all-” he went quiet.
“Second of all, who gave you that attitude by the way?” El smiled as she stepped back “ask your lover” was all she said before turning around the corner, heading to where Joyce was already setting up the Table with Nancy
Great now he was alone with Hopper, alone with Hopper he repeated in his head before turning his face again to look at him, or more to the really really pretty floor by the way, woah so beautiful he thought.
He was about to face his fate, I mean now with El's words there wasn't really much space for him to be saved anymore. God he was so gonna kill her for this later.
He looked up at him and was about to speak before being interrupted by a very familiar voice.
“Hey, good morning” Will said as he stepped next to where Mike was standing, but mostly facing Hopper right now. Mike has never been this relieved in his life.
“Morning kid,” Hopper said back.
Will glanced at Mike, a little confused at his presence, not that he would mind, if it was for him he would never want him to leave his side again, like ever.
“Weren’t you going home?” he asked quietly.
“I tried” is all Mike could say in return and Will laughed a little to himself, Mike only gave him a look of “save me please” in return.
Will could understand him without any words. So he did as he was “told” and took it in turns for the both of them.
“Should we head to the others, I suppose they probably need help” Will suggested.
“Sounds like a good idea Will, I'm sure your mother needs your help” Hopper implied, looking over at Mike as he continued speaking
“You could help me with the rest”.
Mike glanced at Will, then at him, then back to Will. “Yeah great, I’ll see you any minute” Will replied and gave Mike one last trusting look back as in “you’ve got this” before going away.
Great? Mike thought, GREAT? he might just kill both of his beloved Byers later.
“Mike,” Hopper said. Gaining Mike's attention back again, as the boy was just facing the empty place where Will was standing just a few seconds ago.
“Yeah?” his voice was a little shaky to be honest.
The last time he dated one of his kids that didn't really turn out as good, so who could blame him for thinking this badly now. He knew Hopper liked him, deep down he definitely knew, but still. The fear was there.
“Are you dating yet another one of my kids?”
“Well to be fair actually we didn’t really have that talk yet so all I did until now is ki-”
“I mean kill him with my super awesome jokes” he tried to save up on his words, ending his sentence with a fake smile, gosh I really should just stop talking already, he thought.
Silence filled up the room. Hopper had an expression on his face that Mike couldn’t seem to place and it drove him insane.
“Mike whether you want to believe it or not, you're actually a really cool kid, nice even…yes Joyce was totally in the right with that.”
“And I’ll be glad to still have you even closer to this family” he said smiling before looking far more serious now “as long as I don't find him crying over you again” he added and Mike could swear he was staring right into his soul.
“Will was crying over me??” Mike asked, confused. “I- what, when?” his voice was pure anxious now.
“I wasn’t there kid, Jonathan just rambled on about that after”
“Oh okay”, “oh fuck I totally forgot about him”.
Hopper smiled to himself before quickly wrapping the curly haired boy into a big hug. Mike could feel his whole body going from tense to lose in seconds. Hopper let go of him again, still holding onto his shoulders.
“Jonathan loves you just as much, no need to worry, he just hated how you treated his brother, not you as a person."
“If he knew about the newest events I’m sure he would be very happy” Hopper reassured Mike, who was really really needing that right now.
He nodded back in response and Hopper let go of him completely, both smiling at each other before actually doing what they told Joyce and Will they would.
Both of them made their way to the dining table as the rest of the Group was already sitting down. Mike placed the stuff he took out of the refrigerator on the table and rushed to take his seat next to Will.
Will narrowed him up and down worried, before he leaned in a little closer.
“You okay?” he asked quietly, reaching out for Mike's hand under the table.
“Yeah I’m fine, actually he was really nice to me” he said, his face confused.
“Maybe a little too nice, do you think they brainwashed him or something in Russia?" Mike asked half seriously, but Will just smiled at his sight, giggling a little to himself.
Mike intertwined their fingers with each other before speaking again.
“Also William Byers, I will haunt you down for leaving me alone with him”.
”I would let you” is all Will said in response before turning to the others again. Mike could only smile to himself and squeeze Will's hand harder under the table where conversations were thrown across with no hesitation. It was a beautiful chaos. Will has really missed this kind of being together.