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1. A quiet collision of us (between what we say) by marvelnator, tpwkandfics

   Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)  

   • Not Rated
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   31 Dec 2025

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Will Byers/Mike Wheeler
   • Jonathan Byers & Will Byers
   • Joyce Byers & Will Byers
   • Mike Wheeler
   • Will Byers
   • Joyce Byers
   • Lucas Sinclair
   • Jonathan Byers
   • Fluff
   • Avalanches
   • Fix-It
   • Episode Fix-it
   • Dancing and Singing
   • Best Friends to Lovers
   • Forced Proximity
   • Mike Wheeler Loves Will Byers
   • Will Byers Loves Mike Wheeler
   • POV Mike Wheeler
   • Past Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler
   • Gay Will Byers
   • Will Byers Has Powers
   • POV Will Byers
   • Will Byers Deserves Love
   • Will Byers/Mike Wheeler in Love
   • The Cure (Band) References
   • Song: Just Like Heaven (The Cure)
   • WSQK 94.5 FM | The Squawk (Stranger Things)
   • Crushes
   • Manipulative Henry Creel | One | Vecna
   • Nightmares
   • Visions
   • Angst
   • Fluff and Angst
   • Hurt/Comfort
   • Good Parent Joyce Byers
   • Supportive Joyce Byers
   • Joyce Byers is a Sweetheart
   • Good Sibling Jonathan Byers
   • Mike Wheeler Finds Out About Will Byers's Painting
   • Stranger Things Spoilers
   • Hawkins (Stranger Things)

   Summary

   Before I knew, his lanky figure pressed against mine. And then his hands and his neck. Pause. He's actually hugging me. And damn, it feels… good? It's not just a shit hug, like the one he'd half-given me at the airport months ago. He's actively diving in, bringing me closer and closer. A mix of sweat and whatever was left of his deodorant filled my lungs, his jacket gently easing its way to suffocating me. I'd wish it would. Then he pulls back, his warmth leaving me.

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