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Mike kills someone for Will. He almost can't believe it. He almost can't believe how flustered he is.
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“Were you going to tell me?” Will says, not scared or shaken. A little nervous if nothing else.Mike blinked, grabbing his notebook and cradling it close, pencil back in his hand. He looked down at the words.
“Tell you what?” Mike hummed. Will’s heart beat was loud. It sounded like two boys on Halloween, in a yellow basement and the same secrets. “If this is about Max’s birthday present, I was going to tell you I just happened to tell Dustin and Lucas first-”
“About Troy.”
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Mike is head over heels for Will, he always has been. Another thing he's always been is jealous. God, he's jealous. But how jealous would he be to the point people get hurt?
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Mike is feeling a little silly and decides to kill girls who flirt with Will. (Damn that was extremely over simplified.)More tags will be added as more chapters are published!
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"Right now," Mike continued, "I want my best friend back. I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't be honest with me. I was a dick," Mike laughed dryly. "If you really mean it, if you really meant what you said, then thank you. There's a lot going on right now. I'm scared. We're all scared. And I don't want any of us to do it alone."
He finally looks at Mike, and he's so close, and Will mentally slaps himself when he glances down at Mike's lips. He's certain he's lost his mind when he sees Mike do the same.
"We need you," Mike says. His gaze softens, and his voice lowers. "I need you, Will."
Or: It's Will's birthday, and all he wants is to figure out why Mike is acting so weird.
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"It had been three years exactly. Three years since Will Byers was found in the quarry. Three years since he was declared dead. Three years since Mike lost his best friend."
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Everyone assumed Will's fake body was real, so he was never found. Little did they know, Will has been in the Upside Down for three years.
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"Will. If I do something, You won't be mad, right?" Mike asks, breaking the silence.
"I won't." He whispers back in response.
Mike, you could do anything and i wouldn't be mad. Not even for a split second.