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Will plans to go to California for the holidays, his plans change when his flight is cancelled and is forced to spend Christmas with Jonathan and the Wheelers.
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“Are you having a fucking episode right now?” Max says, furrowing her brows. She doesn’t understand and Mike doesn’t know how to make her. He can’t say it out loud, not in full.
“I didn’t love her because she wasn’t who I wanted her to be.” He admits in a rush of words. 'Because she wasn't Will' goes unsaid.
or: max and mike as steve and robin in robin's coming out scene
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I just need a quiet place, where I can scream how I love you by Aloyx
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
09 Jan 2026
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With the Byers temporarily living under the Wheelers' roof, Mike and Will are forced into a proximity they’ve been desperately trying to avoid, after both getting sick. Between shared blankets and hazy fever dreams, the lines they’ve drawn between friendship and something more begin to blur, forcing them to confront a reality neither is ready to name.
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Mike and Will are in love with each other, but they're too scared to admit it, so it takes a delirious fever for them to finally stop lying to themselves, with childood memories and an angry confession in the rain.
"He realized, with a terrifying clarity, that he would trade every bit of safety and normalcy for just one more second of Mike Wheeler looking at him like he was the only thing that mattered in the world."
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Power outage fic but if they were sick
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“He really does look like Mike,” Lucas breathes, as he gives Mike’s twin a scan, head to toe.
“Yeah, if Mike were way hotter and a knight?” Max chips in, and Will can vaguely hear Mike muttering again. “He looks so medieval, like he’s from Camelot or some shit.”
“I am Michael,” the knight begins to plead again. He turns his doe eyes back to Will, returning to his side like a diligent guard, even going as far as to reach out and take his hands. “Please, you have to believe me. I would never lie to you. Have I ever broken our oath? Let me prove it.”
Will was a bit preoccupied with gazing into the knight’s eyes, his cheeks flushing under the intense stare and the way his hands were held so gently. Mike had no issues ruining their moment.
“And he’s weirdly obsessed with Will.” Mike sounds even angrier than he did in the woods, and his sharp tone is enough for Will to snap out of his hand-holding to step a respectable distance away from the knight. “We need to send him back to wherever he came from.”
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Mike the Brave ends up in Hawkins and sweeps Will off his feet. Mike has a lot of Feelings™ about it.
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It starts with a Hellfire shirt. Mike doesn't know if it's cursed or blessed because wearing it always makes Will act strangely. Then, it's spiraling into a hope Mike didn't know he could have. Will has never been closer, but Mike still isn't sure he can have what he wants. Or can he?
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“You’ll let me do your hair?”
Mike knows this is a bad idea. Knows he’ll be red the whole time and stutter and give himself away, but this is Will. Will with his hands in his hair, so close Mike can stare all he wants. Fantasize about what a kiss might be like. Hidden away in the safety of what should’ve been their bedroom. Maybe he can use today to convince Will it can be.
“Only if you make me look good.”
Will stands with a sweet smile. “Easiest job in the world then.” And then he disappears into the hallway before Mike can even start to stumble in front of him.
What?
What does that mean?
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How Obvious? (as obvious as my eyes searching for you) by EnchantedMyth
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
31 Dec 2025
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"How Obvious?" #MikeWhatTheFuckDidYouDoGate [What happened in those 18 months.]
As obvious as Mike's eyes landing on Will again, and again, and again.
Vecna had torn Hawkins in half. The air tasted like chemicals and ash. Schools shut down, and soldiers patrolled the streets like the world had tilted just past survivable. Everything was wrong, but Mike Wheeler wasn’t complaining, because two months ago the Byers had moved in with the Wheelers.
Mike’s breath stumbled in his chest. He tried to ground himself, tried to think of anything, anything except the awareness of how close Will was (he was sitting at a normal distance), except the shape of Will’s mouth when he spoke. Maybe if he counted to ten, he could shake off whatever the hell this was instead of staring at Will’s lips like some creep.
One… two… three… four…
When he lifted his eyes again, Will’s eyes were still on him, he was still talking, and he looked so alive.
Five… six—
Mike’s pulse thudded hard enough that the numbers broke apart in his head. The air felt too thin, his chest too tight, everything tilting just slightly off-center around the curve of Will’s smile.
God.
Fuck.