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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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Mike really just wants to take care of Will, in every way he possibly can.
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- Part 1 of i can't be without you
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“So yeah, you could say I’m sexually frustrated,” Will concludes, a wry smile on his face as he finally finishes his rant. “Not to be too graphic, but all I want is a nice, good-looking man who can fuck me hard.” He tips his head towards Mike’s where they're both leaning against the wall, and shuts his eyes for a long moment. “It’s whatever, though. I’ll get ov-”
“I could help you out,” Mike blurts out.
“You- I- What did you say?” Will stammers. Mike squeezes his eyes shut for a long moment, breathes, and then opens them again and meets Will’s gaze determinedly.
“I could help you,” Mike says, with somehow only the slightest tremble of uncertainty in his voice. "As in, we could have sex."or; Will is struggling. Guys who are nice, hot, AND good in bed are apparently non-existent at their university. Frustrated, he complains to Mike - who makes him an offer he can't refuse.
Unfortunately, there's always an aftermath to hooking up with your best friend.
Meanwhile, Mike has some realisations. -
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A night out spirals into a storm of jealousy for Willow, who reminds Michelle exactly who she belongs to.
LESBYLER!!
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Mike dims the lights and Will turns the TV on, bending over to insert the VHS tape that Mike pointed out — Back to the Future, not a terrible choice — until he feels a firm, known pressure on his ass, he stands straight up and his back collides with Mike's chest. Mike's hands snake over his hips and wrap around Will's waist, he kisses his ear before whispering, “,what if we don't watch the movie? I mean, we have the house to ourselves for hours, could really take my time with you.”
Will scoffs, “You’re an animal you know that? Can’t go more than five minutes without bending me over and begging to fuck me.” He eats his words though, when he starts softly pushing back into Mike's front.
“Oh yeah, you wanna bet?”
“What? Bet that you’re nothing but a dog when it comes to me?” Will turns around in his hold, hands coming and brushing his arms lightly, “What are the conditions?”
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Will and Mike make a bet.