#mike slander bcs ror

[l0ves1ckf0ol]

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summary :: you calling mike out on his bs & comforting will

genre :: fluff w will

male!reader x will byers (WOMEN DNI)

you didn't know what happened, you were in mike's basement playing dnd with will, mike and lucas. lucas and mike seemed uninterested so you were trying your best to make the campaign more interesting then will got tired, got up to leave and you heard yelling, specifically mike being a douche and you have had enough.

you only arrived to the point of the argument when will stormed off with his bike, knowing damn well you cant bike for shit.

you turn to mike, the urge to punch him thrumming into your irritation. "why the fuck would you do that?" you ask him, trying to contain your anger from your tone. "wh- are you taking his side?" he yells at you, that was what made you click. "shut up wheeler! i know you guys have girlfriends, i know you have priorities but seriously? do you even know what he went through?" you argue practically fuming, mike clearly pissed off by this proceeds to say, "yeah! he went missing for a week in the most scariest place ever, he got possessed by the mind flayer."

you scoff, "he was robbed of a perfectly good and normal childhood because of stupid monsters! he's used to want to play with you guys because he wants to relive his childhood. not just that but our friendship, how it used to be, before el, before he went missing and before you became the most fucked up best friend i have ever fucking seen." you say to him, jabbing your pointer finger on his chest over and over again.

it was only the rain and the silence, he was frozen to the spot. "i'm going after him." you lean back with a sigh, "let me take-" you sent him a glare, he stopped talking. "you have done enough, i'm gonna do will better." you mutter to him, grabbing an umbrella from the hamper and opened it, beginning to head to the byers household first.

you have been to everywhere will would have disappeared to, the arcade, the byers and the records store. but he wasn't there so you went to a place you never have went to ever since he went missing. it was getting dark but, you couldn't just leave will.

you arrived to castle byers, sweating in your armpits and socks wet from rain. you saw the small wooden hut destroyed, will doing the destroying to be exact. he was punding a large stick on to the wooden hut, completely tearing the entrance.

you immediately ran to him and sheltered his figure with the umbrella in your hand. he seemed to have notice, turning around, red nose- face wet, you could tell he had been crying- it wasn't just evident due to the rain. a sight that broke you internally, making you furious at mike once again.

"mike is a jerk." you tell him and he only stays silent for a while then grabbed you by your neck to hug you. "thank you for trying to make the campaign more interesting for them." he whispers, you could only catch a little of it though, it was still pouring. "yeah and i hate the fact that you biked away, you know i can't bike!" you scoff taking his shoulders by your hands and forced him to look at you. "i looked all over for you." you say to him, dead in the eye. he looked to the ground, upset. "i'm sor-" you shush him, "you know the least bit you could do is maybe don't say sorry because it's those losers fault and not yours, and let's go to your place."

you were in the byers household, no one was there except the both of you. jonathan was probably with nancy, but that was al you knew. will was cleaning himself up in his room while you were busy making pb&j sandwhiches for the both of you, barefoot because your wet socks were feeling uncomfortable. he went back with semi-wet hair and sat down on the dining chair as you slid a plate of the sandwhich towards him. he started eating it and you eat up as well, he kept glancing at you- maybe expecting you to say something.

after a few minutes you set down your half eaten sandwich and looked at him, "i know the others have been ignoring you because of... their girlfriends but i want you to know that, i'm really glad that you're alive, i know you're barely perfectly happy right now and i'm just really sorry for everyone's behavior to you recently." you explain nervously, you really didn't want to touch a nerve accidentally. will finished his sandwich and looks at you with a smile, "you're probably the only one that understands me right now." will admits guiltily. "can i give you a hug?" you ask impulsively. once you realized what you asked you widened your eyes and your hands flew up as an expression "i don't know why i said that- it's just sad to see you like this and a few words of assurance won't totally make up for today." will chuckled, "well- you made me a sandwich." he told you. "but i think it would be better if that hug offer is still open." you felt your cheeks flush of how adorable and timid that sounded out of him. you approached him and your arms slips around his shoulder, the both of you not breaking eye contact, and you could feel your heart flutter and air getting knocked out from your lungs. you buried your head on his shoulder, trying to hide the fact that you're practically blushing right now. he reluctantly wrapped his arms around your shoulders as well and snorts. "this is... so awkward." he laughs as you laugh along. "hey, you asked for the hug!"

(this is lowkey so badd)