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Will thinks about staying in bed. He thinks about beckoning Mike back into their room and rolling onto his stomach and having Mike push back inside him. He thinks about Mike moaning in his ear. Shoving his face into the mattress in that way that Will loves. Coming inside him. Dirtying him even more. Falling back asleep with Mike inside him and never leaving the bed, never leaving each other's arms. Food, coffee, life - it can all wait.
Sometimes Will worries that it’s becoming unhealthy. That he’s too obsessed, and that one day it’s all going to crash and burn. Or worse, that they will slowly fizzle out over time.Will becomes concerned that he wants Mike more than what's probably considered normal. Mike proves him wrong. Multiple times.
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26 Jul 2026
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Mike doesn't think that fucking his boyfriend should be this difficult.
A book, some stolen bhajias, and a phone call to a friend later, Mike finds that it's really, really not.
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11 Jul 2026
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cling on to me like the smell of gasoline by plumberrygrove
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
28 May 2026
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He doesn’t recall closing his eyes but they’re squeezed so tightly he’s seeing all sorts of colors and patterns, like oil on pavement after the rain, dizzying and dirty. And that’s how he feels when Mike is whispering all this crazy shit into his ear and it’s crazy because it doesn’t make Will feel like shit. It only stokes the electricity under his skin, in his blood, rushing it like a fucking storm, crashing into his gut mercilessly. They shouldn't be doing this. It's not right. This isn’t what friends do— This is wrong, this is mean, it’s so fucking selfish, this—
“Feels so fucking good, Mike."
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11 Jul 2026
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Mike and will drunkenly sleep together after Stacy’s party.
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He’d thought he was over Mike. He’d told himself he was. He’d accepted that Mike would never feel the same way. Mike wasn’t like him. Untouchable. Unavailable. A dead end. He’d made peace with that over 18 months ago when the world was ending.
But now Mike was here. And he was touching him. Looking at him like this. Like he wanted him.
And Will was too drunk, too raw, too undone to shove the feelings back down where they belonged.
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01 Jul 2026
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“Just saying, if you’re taking another hit, you should share it with me,” Mike says, and Will slowly tilts his head, drinking in every word. “It just makes sense. Like, mathematically.”
Will’s reddened eyes narrow, bewildered. “Mathematically?”
“If there’s two hits left, we’d each only get one,” Mike explains. “But if we shotgunned, we’d both get two.” God, this is the best idea he’s had in ages. He should’ve stolen Will’s weed, like, months ago. “That’s like, bang for your buck. This is simple math, Will Byers. Keep up.”
In which it’s well past midnight in New York, Will can’t sleep, and Mike feels like they barely know each other anymore.
So, they get a little high. Mike is very normal about all of it.
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29 Jun 2026