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After everyone left Hawkins and moved on with their life Mike closed himself off and only focused on his writing. He missed his friends, he missed Will.
At first he tried to keep being connected with the others, but after a while it just became awkward. He couldn’t blame the others for being focused with their own life.
When he got into college he tried to make friends. None of his attempts were successful though. He talked to his roommate, but Mike wouldn’t consider himself and his roommate friends. He tried to find people like Will, but no one could replace him and Mike couldn’t get him out of his head. He told himself, if he ignores his feelings they will eventually go away. They’re supposed to. At night these feelings and memories of Will get even stronger. Has he always felt this way?
Next morning his roommate said something about a party,that Mike should at least socialise a little. Mike thought it was worthless. What would he even do at a party where nobody likes him and where he doesn’t like anybody? He decided to go anyways so his dear roommate would stop nagging him.
The party wasn’t exactly crowded,but it wasn’t vacant neither. He looked around to try to find anyone he at the minimum remotely knows. Someone suddenly caught his eye. No, it couldn’t be him right?
His breath hitched when he realised it was truly Will. Skin pale white,bold jet black eyeshadow,intense liner,defined yet dramatic eyebrows and beautiful deep black lipstick. Alluringly teased hair. He almost looked spectral.
He has never seen Will like this. Mike felt like he had became beyond spellbound. That feeling slowly changed into irritation; Will was smiling at someone..No,laughing with a girl. Mike wanted to be happy for Will,he really did,but he just couldn’t stand the sight of Will looking at someone like he used to look at Mike. His insides twisted with frustration,sadness and disgust.
“This is stupid” he whispered to himself. Why would he feel like this? He’s not jealous at all. Why would he be jealous at a girl? Will has never shown interest at girls,why would he now? Why would he care about Will’s attention so much?
Mike turned around and started walking to the punch bowl before he could overthink further.
Mike found himself a quiet corner where he could sit and drink his feelings away freely. Childhood memories came to him like a flood. He was almost on the verge of tears. He didn’t want to remember all their arguments and all the times he was distant or said something horrible to Will. He wished he could’ve been a better best friend. He wished he could have been something more. Mike was now even more disgusted with himself than before. He decided to numb himself with even more alcohol.
Mike was so deep in his thoughts he didn’t even notice that Will was suddenly in front of him,trying to snap him out of his thoughts.
“I can’t believe out of all people I find you here” that’s all Mike heard Will saying,before Mike just stared at Will in complete awe. Will sat right next to Mike on the small couch, their knees brushed against each other’s.
Mike didn’t know what to say,he missed Will more than anything .The right words just couldn’t seem to come out of his mouth. Mike tried to ask basic questions like: “How have you been?”. Will didn’t seem to mind it,he answered back happily with a slightly slurred voice.
“I missed you,a lot” admitted Will. “M-me too,I’ve missed talking to you..hanging out with you in my parent’s basement and playing D&D.” Mike stammered. His mind started to pace,wondering why his hands are so sweaty and why is he so goddamn nervous?
Will took off Mike’s glasses and started to mess around with them. “You look way more nerdy than before” said Will,while laughing to himself. Mike wanted to disappear,he felt a blush forming on his cheeks. He looked away,not wanting to look into Will’s eyes like this. However due to all the drinks,Will had became really daring. Will put Mike’s chin between his thumb and index finger so Mike was now forced to look at him. Mike just became more flustered than before,it was so clear now,even Will in his drunk state could see it. “You’re..”Will trailed off as he looked at Mike’s lips. Bit chapped,but he didn’t mind.
Mike noticed just how close he was to Will,his breathing became a little uneven.
“Do you want to-“ Mike instantly nodded before Will could finish his sentence. Will must have found Mike’s eagerness amusing,because he heard Will giggling. It might have been just his mind playing tricks on him,but he couldn’t care less anymore. Will pulled Mike closer as he kissed him. At first Mike was a little stiff. He kissed before sure,but he could never imagine that Will Byers would ever kiss him,that was just a fantasy he tried to ignore until now. He eased into the kiss as Will put his right hand on Mike’s thigh and his left against his neck. Mike started to return the favour by pulling Will somehow even closer to him by his collar. It was the kind of kiss that made time stop. It was just them,nothing existed but the warmth between them. After a while they both have ran out of breath,Mike whined as Will pulled away. With a smile,Will quickly met Mike’s lips again.
This time Will’s tongue softly grazed Mike’s bottom lip,asking for permission. Mike’s lips parted slightly,granting Will access. Mike felt like he was in Heaven. Did he drink so much that he died right on the spot? His thoughts vanished when he felt Will biting his bottom lip,Mike groaned at the feeling.
The more they kissed the more Mike could feel Will’s makeup rubbing off on him. He didn’t really mind,but he didn’t want to mess up Will’s makeup. He looked so cadaverous and ethereal in it. Mike pulled away,both of them just became silent while smiling and staring at each other.
“Would you like to go back to my dorm?” Mike asked,hoping Will would say yes. “My roommate will probably still be here at the party for a while and I was wondering if you could come over to my room and talk maybe? Or anything you want to I just-“ Will cut Mike off with another small kiss before Will said:“Yes,of course.” with a dumb grin.