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The basement is freezing, dark and lonely, Will’s has been living in The Wheelers house for almost 18 months. El is with hopper and Joyce and he’s stuck here barely talking to Mike and dealing with his family. He never knew Mrs Wheeler could drink so much.
Thud
What the hell was that? Will grabs his flashlight and swears he’s dreaming. He flashes the light at the figure standing in the dark. He doesn’t have anything to defend himself with and for a second panic strikes. This could be it, Vecna is here to end him once and for all. In this cold shallow basement. He can already see the headlines.
Zombie boy found dead (for real this time) in his best friend basement
Will’s thoughts are Interrupted when he sees him
Mike fucking wheeler in silver armor with a red and black sword
This has to be a joke, “This isn’t funny mike, you scared the shit out of me” Will says walking to the light switch and flips it on. “You can’t just walk around the house like that, where did you even get a sword from. I swear one of these day your mom is gonna see you like this, how did no one question why you even look like this”
Will take a closer look at Mike, His hair is more shaggy and he’s got a lip scar. He looks back up at mikes eyes. Tired and delicate as Mike steps forward. “You’re not my will” Will came to the same conclusion too.
“who are you, you look just like him” Mike draws his sword. “This is a trap isn’t it”
Will puts his hands up quickly and takes two steps back
This got serious way too fast for his comfort
“I am Will, Will Byers and please just put the sword down and we can talk I can explain everything please Mike” Will never begged so much until now. Mike gives him a stern look, “If you’re lying to me I’ll have your head”. “I’m not lying, I’d never lie to you mike” Will rethinks his decision but he knew this Mike wouldn’t hurt him either. “Just sit down, I’ll grab a blanket you’re freezing. That armor must not be comfortable” Will spoke softly as he grab the blanket. He passed it to Mike who’s sitting on the mattress looking at his surroundings.
Their hands touch, Mike looks down at his hand, instead of taking the blanket he stares at Will’s hand for what feels like a decade. Mike being the unreadable person he is pulls Will onto the mattress.Mike is holding Will by the waist down onto the mattress, his legs are almost wrapped around Mike’s body. Will hands on pressed against Mike’s chest, not pulling away but closer. At a safe distance.
“you have the same birthmark as him”
“what” will was confused
“I’ve seen this birthmark more than once”
They make eye contact, The air feels frozen. Will’s lips part. He looks up at Mike and Mike staring at his lips.
“Mike” he whimpers, eyes doe up at Mike
“Yeah? Why are you talking to yourself?”
They both froze, Will was the first to look at him
oh There’s Two Mikes
“what the fuck” Mike exclaims
woah Will’s day couldn’t get any weirder