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They’ve kissed, they’ve talked, and Will is still learning how to convince himself that it’s real. That they are happening.
And Mike gets softer every time — insisting on proper dates, on details, on staying a little longer each time, as if daring Will to believe. It’s just during an afternoon of paint-stained hands and quiet intimacy that Will finally understands that love isn’t about proving anything — but about tending to every fragile thread that bound their hearts together long before either of them knew what to call it.
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Will Byers is minding his own business in the dorm he shares with his best friend, Mike Wheeler, when Mike shows up flustered and asking for help with kissing practice. Will tells himself it’s no big deal. They’re best friends. He can handle it even if he’s loved Mike for as long as he can remember. He’d do anything for Mike even if it means finally being close to him in a way he’s quietly dreamed about for years.
But being close like this is dangerous. One night of practice begins to stir feelings they can no longer ignore. Every touch and glance becomes heavier, every moment between them charged with something that has been waiting too long to be spoken.
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31 Jan 2026
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“Will?” Mike whispers. “What—” he trails off. Dustin and the others are shouting over the walkie, all their voices overlapping in panic, but Mike’s only listening to Will.
“Use it on me.”
Will shifts on his knees, his grip on Mike’s arm tightening like he knows Mike is dying to run. He places the knife into Mike’s hand.
“At the military zone, I felt like I was burning when they hurt it. It has to work the other way around, right? It’s a hivemind. If you hurt me, it should weaken all of them.”
Or: in a moment of panic, Will convinces Mike to hurt him to save the Party. In another moment of panic, Mike kisses him to keep him conscious.
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28 Jan 2026
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His hand is steadily aching. Will says, “You shouldn’t have punched him.”
Mike pushes his fingers into his thighs. “That’s stupid.”
“I wish you didn’t,” Will readjusts. He brings up a hand to hold Mike’s face again, fingers a little damp where they press against his cheek, his jaw. Mike wants to lean into it. “He isn’t – he doesn’t bother me anymore, you know. What he says. It doesn’t matter. He doesn’t matter.”
Mike shrugs. “I don’t regret it,” he says, and Will leans away, looks at him properly. “I’d do it again.”
Mike gets hurt, and Will fixes him up, in more ways than one.
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- Part 5 of one-scene
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25 Jan 2026
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“I’m sorry,” Will says again, just to make sure Mike knows, and it comes out more sensical this time, his voice croaking and worn out.
He can feel the brush of Mike’s chin on the crown of his head when Mike shakes his head. “Don’t be,” he replies, and he sounds certain. There’s a beat of silence, before he slowly questions, “Feel better?”
Will swallows, and gives a slow nod. Mike doesn’t let go.
Will wakes up from a nightmare, and Mike keeps him close.
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- Part 2 of one-scene
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20 Jan 2026