#mike: yeah my mom was kinda weird but im fine i turned out fine nothing happened to me im just fine

[androcola]

I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR MORE ABOUT MICHAEL AND HIS MOTHER NOW PLEASE

How did she react when she found out her sister had her baby boy back at the ranch?

How much did they cry when they finally saw each other again?

Did Mike do the thing where the one person falls on their knees and hugs the other person with their face against their stomach?

How awkward was that for the other three?

I think initially mike was hesitant to let aunt kate tell his mom that he was back home, because he feared that maybe his father might still be there, and thats the last person he'd ever wanna see. But I think he and lucille divorced shortly after mike left, because that was the final nail in the coffin for the already extremely strained marriage. She definitely became very very very deeply depressed when mike left, she found it hard to work or to even get out of bed some days, all she did was cry and Allen couldn't stand it. I don't think he cared about his only son being gone, they already didn't have a good relationship. Obviously. So to make it short, no, he wasn't there anymore.

I'm gonna derail this ask a little cuz I wanna talk about them more specifically 💀

I feel like whenever I talk about mike and his mom, I make it sound like they had a great relationship! They,,, didnt really. It wasn't a bad relationship! It was just ,,,kinda unhealthy and probably had some kind of an effect on him by the time he was an adult. As I mentioned before, I feel like mike wasnt exactly,,,the first?? But he was the only chikd she seemed to be able to have, so that left her to have sort of an unhealthy relationship with him and vice versa.

(She probably was also a little unstable mentally because of the past trauma of complications and the strain of her bad marriage) so she doted on him Heavily and was certainly obsessed with him, and I think he liked it as a kid! Every kid would want lots of love from their mom, but I think as he got older it started getting weirder and weirder for him and I think it put a bit of a strain on their relationship. He still loved her deeply and she was the only person he ever loved (aside from Kate and his cousins) but needless to say their relationship was not perfect at all.

But I think it was a little better when they reunited (mainly cuz he no longer lives with her, so there's no way to judge really) but I think their reunion was very much needed for the both of them! I think she got it in her head that he,,,, probably had died. He hadn't contacted her for years and I think she just went through the mourning process as if he had passed away, so to see him again was very very overwhelming on so many levels, and it was very overwhelming for him too. There was definitely lots of crying and just blubbering from the both of them

I'd say it was a little awkward for the others, but more heartwarming than anything. I think Micky especially knew it was what mike needed, because no matter what he or them could ever do for his mental health, he continued to harbor that very very deep guilt and sadness for the way he abandoned his mother. He knew the way she was, he knew it would leave her absolutely broken, and he left anyway. It probably took him forever to finally truly forgive himself.

In the end it was definitely good for the both of them, and I think she tries her best to work and repair their strange relationship snd make it better on the both of them

But we can definitely see how her instability rubbed off a lot onto him with his later relationship with micky. He became pretty obsessed and almost with micky when they still lived together. He had that same fear of losing him or being abandoned by him, but unlike his mom, he never quite showed or ever voiced it. Not until davy and peter showed up but y'all all know about that

My final conclusion, mental illness runs in the fucking family

#asks #jathis #m&m headcanon #as we go along #i think the strain in their relationship definitely started to show when he became a teenager #naturally a teen is gonna want their space but she continued to try and smother him whenever she could see him #and even when he was an adult she had that ''even when youre 50 youll still be my baby'' kinda thing going on #she probably... treated him like a kid at times. talked to him like a baby. didnt take him seriously in the way he needed to be #they definitely had a fucked relationship #but it never lead him to hate her or never wanna see her again #mike: yeah my mom was kinda weird but im fine i turned out fine nothing happened to me im just fine #sorry for taking this in a pretty crazy direction. i just needed to get all tjis out #i love complexities

[clericbyers]

And Mike starts thinking stuff like, "I wonder if Will would tilt my chin up to kiss me," and, "was his jawline always that good?" and, "I wonder what being trapped between him and a wall would be like?" and fuck, he's so gay and so in love

IM SISKCKKKKKDJDKSJBFUCKCKFJ YOU CANT...YOU CANT COME INTO MY HOUSE WITH THISSSSS I WILL DIE!!!!

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“Oh,” is the only Mike can say when Will pulls him into a tight hug against his chest. “You’re tall,” is the next thing his brain manages to let his mouth spew out midst the confusion.

Will laughs and, oh, his voice is so deep, what the fuck. “I kinda hit my growth spurt during these past few months.”

“Kinda?” Mike steps back because the height difference is just enough now where he has to look up if he’s that close and it’s so weird, it’s so unusual and crazy that Mike just stands there and blinks repeatedly. “You...you look different.”

“Yeah?” Will runs a hand through his shortened hair and grins. “Mom went all out with giving me a new look once I grew out of practically everything.”

Mike swallows a deep breath and chokes on it. “Nice. It’s nice. You look nice.”

“Thanks.” Will steps from the door and motions for Mike to make his way inside. “How have things been for you back in Hawkins?”

“Uh, good.” he mumbles distractedly, “Lucas and Dustin and Max miss you a lot. They said hi and hopefully next time, it’ll be all of us coming up here instead of just me.”

“Wonderful!” Will cheers, stuffing his hands in his pants’ pockets as he makes his way to Mike’s side. Oh god, he’s stupid tall, Mike’s gonna go weak in the knees. “I’m glad you were able to make it at least.”

“Wouldn’t miss visiting you for the world.”

Will grins and it’s so familiar despite how different he looks and Mike’s heart jumps into his throat. The brunette pats Mike’s back and then leads him toward the kitchen where he pours a couple glasses of orange juice. “I just got back from the store actually; I wanted to get some snacks before you came by.”

“Yeah?” Mike squeaks into his cup as his mind flashes back to the hot guy in the store and he’s really having a hard time accepting that guy was Will. Fuck, he’s so stupidly in love with his friend he doesn’t even need to know it was Will to still be so head over heels. “That’s, uh, that’s funny. I was at the store too picking up some candy.”

“Oh really? Wow, I didn’t even see you there.”

Mike shrugs and stares into his half empty glass. “Different isles I guess.”

“Small world, huh?” Will slouches against the kitchen counter so casually, leaning back on his arm behind him with his legs straightened out before him. Mike stares at Will’s legs and then flushes when Will coughs to get his attention. “Is everything alright with you?”

“I’m good,” Mike laughs hoarsely. Just having a bit of a panic as it sinks in with every passing second how fucking in love with you I am but that’s neither here nor there! “You wanna show me around the house?”

“It’d be my pleasure.”

Mike watches Will as he walks by him and when Mike has to tilt his head up, he belatedly wonders if Will would have to tilt his head up by his chin to kiss him. A deep blush consumes Mike’s cheeks and he pats at his face angrily before following Will down the hallway. The house is quaint, similar enough to the house the Byers’ had in Hawkins in terms of size but definitely much better furnished and painted. Mike likes it, it screams ‘Byers’ to him and he’s just so happy that the new home fits the family and doesn’t feel like a temporary fix.

Will leads Mike through various rooms and he’s chatting about something to do with school but Mike’s not really paying attention. His thoughts are straggling bits of data warped around the sharp curvature of Will’s jawline. Was his jawline always that good? Mike shakes his head and tries to concentrate on Will’s words again, but his voice is so deep, like way more than before, and Mike cannot emotionally handle it every time Will says his name.

“Mike,” Will mentions and it’s only Mike’s lack of concentration on his breathing pattern (ie, not breathing) that stops him from releasing a low groan, “Do you wanna hang in my room for a bit before my mom and Jonathan get back? It’ll be a couple hours anyway. I can show you some of the new gear I’ve got.”

Mike in Will’s room has long since been pushing at Mike’s ‘don’t let him know you like him’ buttons. Mike in this Will’s room is equivalent to slapping the red button labeled ‘eject Mike’s common sense’ until it breaks. Mike, with a giant crush on his best friend, in said best friend’s room alone while dealing with the inability to deny his crush any longer is just asking for a death sentence. So, of course Mike says yes.

He sits himself at Will’s desk as Will heads over to his dresser and starts pulling out various shirts and whatnot. Mike takes a moment to gather his breath, tells his stupid heart to stop being an idiot, and then lets his eyes wander about the room. Will is talking again but this time Mike is actually listening--well, until Will starts pulling off his shirt to slip on a new one he wants to show Mike and Mike nearly falls out his chair from the shock of it all.

“Will!” he cries out, face so red he can feel the heat in his cheeks scalding him.

Will, who is still wriggling his way into the garment, makes a muffled noise. “What? I’m just trying to show you how this shirt fits.”

“I know, but, you can’t just,” Mike motions vaguely, “take off your shirt without a warning at least!”

Will’s head pops out from the collar hole and he runs a hand through his hair to straighten it out. “It’s not a big deal, we’re both boys here.”

Mike wants to scream. “You’re right,” he starts as he glances over at Will, “but still, you don’t see me taking off my shirts and--fucking hell, Will.”

“You like it?” Will turns in a circle and laughs. “It’s kinda popular at school and I really don’t wear this often but,” he pulls at the bottom of the white crop top and shrugs, “it looks good.”

Death sentence canceled; this is more like jail for life where jail is Mike’s never ending mixture of love, attraction, and devotion toward Will Byers. “Mmhmm,” Mike hums at a high pitch, trying his best not to stare. “Yeah. It’s a good cut.”

Will gives Mike two thumbs up and then returns to sifting through his dresser drawers for more clothing. Mike is about to die right here in this chair and never make it back to Hawkins. He’d be fine with that really. Seems like the best option at the moment at least. Will decides he’s had enough with looking through clothes though and plops himself on his bed across from where Mike is seated.

“What do you wanna do while we wait?”

We could discover what it’s like for you to pin me up against a wall if you’d like. Mike shakes his head and inwardly berates himself. “I’m fine chilling here. Just relaxing with you is nice. It was a long ride.”

Will nods. “I can understand that.” He pats beside himself a couple times. “Sit here with me though; that chair isn’t too comfortable after a while.”

“Uh, I’m good here.”

“What? It’s just a bed.”

Mike would laugh if he didn’t know he’d sound like a gurgling baby doing so. “But you’re on it.”

“And?” Will rolls his eyes. “I can scoot over if you need more room.”

“No, Will, I can’t.” Mike rubs his hands over his face. There’s a panic settling in his chest again; he can’t do this. He can’t face loving Will head on like this; it’s all too overwhelming. “I think--I think I need some fresh air.”

Before Will can say another word, Mike bolts from the room and makes his way downstairs toward the backyard. His mind is a mess, he can hear Will calling after him, his heart is thumping in his chest so fast, his hands are sweaty and he feels like either crying or screaming. Or maybe both at the same time. Either way, Mike doesn’t actually get very far down the hall because while Mike has long legs, he’s not athletic and Will has longer legs and was always more athletic than Mike.

So Will catches up to Mike, grabs him by the wrist and turns Mike around until he’s got the shorter boy pressed up against the wall with one arm up above his head. Will hovers over Mike with concern written in his vibrant green eyes. Mike can’t break eye contact and he probably wouldn’t even if he could. There are so many unspoken words in Will’s eyes, something that hasn’t changed despite everything else about him. There’s a comfort Mike can find in that, in looking into Will’s eyes and seeing the same gaze he fell in love with all those years ago looking right back at him unchanged.

Mike looks up into those familiar eyes, ignores the slight twinge in his neck caused from looking up, and smiles warmly. The panic is gone when he’s between Will and the wall, pressed close but still not close enough. There’s nothing but comfort here before Will, nowhere to escape literally and figuratively. He has to face this head on after all.

In a fit of courage, Mike leans up on his toes and whispers lightly against Will’s parted lips, “I’m in love with you.”

Will takes his unoccupied hand to Mike’s chin and tilts his head just enough. Mike’s knees are so fucking weak, he’s going to collapse under Will’s handlings of him. The taller boy rubs his thumb against Mike’s freckled cheek and smiles. “I’m in love with you, too, Mike.”

Will closes the gap between them in a single motion, pressing Mike against the wall with a hunger Mike never thought he’d get to taste. Mike gasps into the kiss and takes everything he can from it, wrapping his arms around Will’s neck as the other boy slides his hands down to Mike’s waist. He doesn’t know how long they stand there pressed up against the wall kissing like if they stop they’ll never get the chance again. All Mike knows is that he now knows that Will does have to tilt Mike’s chin to kiss him, Will’s jawline has always been this good, and wow, being pressed up against a wall by Will Byers is probably the second best thing he’s ever done in his life.

#yams writes #yams answers #byler #byeler #anon you RUINED MEEEE #I WAS DYING WHILE WRITING THIS!! #justsdhjsjdhs ughhhhh #i was mike the entire time #LOLLLL im dead #prompt? complete #tall will byers