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bonkerstogether · 12 days

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I was gonna give him a crisis and slowly reveal that he's from a tv show and stuff and I thought it was gonna be really funny but I-

#will byers #will byers character ai #IM CRYING NOW #THANKS 💔#target audience #byler #byler endgame #willbyers #will byers needs a hug

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your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag · 1 year

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thanks google docs, but will doesn't have that level of faith in himself

Edit here’s the link: https://www.tumblr.com/ur-friendly-neighbourhood-queer/712206730014113792/that-fucking-painting?source=share

#byler #byler fic #GUYS IM DOING THE THING #will byers #will byers needs a hug #mike wheeler

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krunktrunk · 5 months

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Will Byers hates Mike wheeler.

He hates how Mike tosses him to the side and makes him feel like a second option. He hates how defensive Mike is, and how when he’s angry he says things without thinking. He hates how Mike didn’t call him or send him letters. He hates that Mike joined a new DND club after refusing to play with him. He hates how Mike ignores him. He hates that Mike said his life started the day he met El, the day he went missing.

He hates how Mike looks at him, like he means so much but then doesn’t always treat him that way. He hates that Mike uses a soft voice with him that is only reserved for him. He hates how he was there for him all throughout him being possessed, how he could understand what Will was doing so easily. He hates that Mike said that the best thing he ever did was become friends with Will. He hates how Mike can only say sorry to him, but struggles with anyone else. He hates that Mike biked all the way to his house in a rainstorm because he felt bad. He hates that Mike will grab him and tell him that everything will be okay. He hates that Mike never treated him like he was weird after he came back. He hates that Mike makes him feel okay, and like everything is worth it, and that he isn’t wrong for who he is.

He hates that after everything he still wants Mike, and that all these things make him want him more. And he hates that he cant have him. He hates that he cant actually hate him.

#byler #stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #byler endgame #lgbtq #sobbing #gay #byler is canon #byler is real #Will Byers needs a hug #writing

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cluelessbees · 1 year

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Yknow what I realised recently

Will probably never knew that Mike wanted to apologise after the rain fight.

I mean think about it really, Will doesn’t see that Mike was the one banging on the door trying to apologise. He only saw Lucas and Mike rushing to him in castle Byers. And right after that, it was Lucas who was still trying to apologise afterwards. He could’ve fully assumed Lucas was the one trying to apologies and Mike just tagged along- hence why he sticks with Lucas more throughout the rest of the season.

Meanwhile, he sees Mike continuously try to apologise to El on multiple occasions. What he doesn’t see if the fact that a lot of those times it’s Lucas telling him to go and apologise— like in the hospital scene.

Like— he probably thinks Mike never intended to apologise. Which we knew isn’t true. But just— he watched as Mike kept trying with El all over just a small lie— and she didn’t even look too mad about it. Meanwhile their fight literally caused him to have a breakdown and destroy Castle Byers— his safe space. It literally destroyed him.

And, through his POV, he just thinks Mike doesn’t care. Not enough to even try and apologise.

Idk I’m hurting myself with this ngl T—-T

#byler #will byers #mike wheeler #ANGST #IM SORRY #will byers needs a hug #i love Mike #but this hurts

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ankylosaurusthesaurus · 2 years

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i’m rewatching stranger things because i forgot 90% of what happens in seasons 1-3 and i forgot how fucking funny will is like all day he’s trying to get lucas and mike to play dnd with him but they won’t because they’re fucking losers and then el breaks up with mike and instead of consoling mike will goes “now can we play dnd”

#i just really love them #will byers supremacy #stranger things #byler #will is so mistreated like all of season 3 #i don't get why no one will play dnd with him dnd is fucking fire #but all episode he's just like can we play dnd and it's just so so so funny to me #i love will byers he is my current designated blorbo #will byers needs a hug #and a better dnd party #and for mike to stop repressing his feelings

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thisishamlart2b · 2 years

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“We’re her brothers. We’re family.”

Stranger Things 4 was a mixed bag but by the end of it the only thing I know for sure is that Will Byers needs more hugs, and their sibling relationship is all I care about.

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #eleven #eleven stranger things #jane hopper #jane eleven hopper #eleven hopper byers #will byers #byers family #will and el #will byers protection squad #will byers needs a hug #will byers is the heart #will byers is gay #digital art #stranger things fanart #artists on tumblr

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andiwriteordie · 2 years

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hey bylers... meet me at midnight?

new byler fic for you tonight! the first of many midnights inspired fics because i am so mentally ill about byler and taylor swift. of course, first up on my list had to be “you’re on your own, kid” which is a will byers song through and through.

hope you all enjoy! ❤️

#byler #byler fanfic #byler fic #will byers needs a hug #byler swifties #this is for you all

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pizzaboat · 1 year

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There's this thing as well with Will, where girls will flirt with him but he declines their advances.

It's super clear that being gay is something he's hurting over, and in the time's political climate he feels different and like a "freak", but because of the way he was raised and the love that was subconsciously engrained into him by Joyce and Jonathan, he refuses to be with a girl and do that to himself. It's not authentic to who he is

Mike doesn't have that, he was never encouraged to be authentic and he was raised like how I described in another post (so Mileven happened)

and he changed himself. Mike even says that he doesn't know who he is without El and that his life started when he found her in the woods. He has such a shakey sense of self and belonging that he clings to her and their relationship to have a sense that he's living his life right

Will has a strong sense of who he is for better or worse, and Mike just doesn't know who he is anymore

#mike wheeler needs a hug #mike wheeler #pro mike wheeler #will byers #will byers needs a hug #byler #stranger things #stranger things analysis

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will-byers-needs-a-hug · 2 years

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I just remembered the van scene and just Will in general

LOOK AT HIM HE LOOKS SO SAD-

AND THE FUCKING LOVE CONFESSION DURING MIKES MONOLOGUE

Daily I'm not okay as a Will Byer's kinnie-

I'M GONNA SCREAM SOMEONE GIVE HIM A HUG GOD DAMN IT

HE LITERALLY I'M GONNA SHAKE SOMEONE AGGRESSIVELY LIKE LOOK AT HIM HOW CAN HE WAS LITERALLY SHAKING

I'm gonna punch a wall fr

Johnathan I appreciate you for this like GHASFKLSDF;SJDAFSDJKL;FDS

I swear to god yes this post is chaos BUT LIKE I SWEAR TO GOD WILL BYERS NEEDS A HUG LIKE YES I DID IN FACT CHANGE MY USER CAUSE I SWEAR TO GOD-

LIKE FIRST HE GETS KIDNAPPED BY THE FUCKING DEMOGORGON

LOOK AT HIM HE'S SO SMALL YOU COULD PUNT HIM ACROSS A LAWN

HE SURVIVES THERE FOR LIKE A FULL WEEK

ONLY TO GET POSSED AND SPIT UP A DEMODOG

WATCH THE PERSON HE WAS IN LOVE WITH FALL FOR SOMEONE ELSE (he thinks he's not a trustable narrator we all know this)

Regretting the fact that I had to look up Mileven to find that gif-

BUT I'M JUST RANTING SO ITS WORTH IT THANK GOD TUMBLR AIN'T LIKE TWITTER-

ANYWAYS

ALL THAT ONLY FOR HIM TO CONTINUIOUSLY GET BRUSHED OFF BY HIS FRIENDS FOR WANTING TO PLAY DND, WHEN HIS ENTIRE CHILDHOOD BASICALLY GOT SNATCHED OUT FROM BENEATH HIM-

THEM CONTINIOUSLY SAYING NO

ONLY TO JOIN A DND CLUB AS SOON AS HE LEAVES LIKE PLEASE?? (I love the entire series don't get me wrong but like jesus- don't really have a point to this rant but like yes)

THIS SCENE WE ALL KNOW IT

Mike Wheeler I'm going to shake you aggressively-

BUT LIKE AFTER THIS FIGHT WHAT DOES HE DO-

DESTROYS HIS SAFE PLACE, LIKE FULL ON DESTROYS IT AND I SWEAR TO ACTUAL GOD-

Mike Wheeler I just wanna talk-

That's all just talk

Worst part is after that he doesn't ask to play again and just pain all I know is pain.

ARARARARA AND AFTER THAT HE MOVES

AND WHAT DOES MICHEAL WHEELER DO HE IGNORES HIM AND ONLY FUCKING TALKS TO EL- GIVES HIM THIS AWKWARD ASS PAT AT THE AIRPORT

LIKE HE WAS FULL ON SHAKING HE WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE HIM I'M GONNA

BLAMES HIM FOR THE DAY GOING BADLY

ALL THAT HIM CONTINIOUSLY PINING PUTTING HIS LITERAL HEART AND SOUL INTO THAT PAINTING LIKE LOOK HOW SOFT HE LOOKS HERE

HE PUT HIS WHOLE HEART AND SOUL INTO THAT ONLY TO USE IT TO BUILD UP MILVEN TO MAKE MIKE AND EL BOTH HAPPY

Anyone who says this boy is selfish is wrong literally so wrong he has never done a bad thing in his life and I will die on this hill-

Yes he's still in love with Mike even though yk his sister and whatnot but like the heart wants what it wants he can't exactly just cut those feelings off man </3

Stg Will Byer's deserves the world and I will die on this hill, thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#will byers #mike wheeler #byler #byler is endgame #will byers deserves better #will byers you will always be famous #platonic mileven #ignore how chaotic this is #will byers deserves happiness #will byers needs a hug #this is a whole ass essay I'm so sorry-#ignore my temporary insanity #stranger things

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rybonucleic-ket · 1 year

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another one

another scene rewrite

this one's really more of an addition but

yeah

Jonathan and Will heart to heart but Jon comes out to Will

jonathan/steve/eddie/argyle content I've been talking about (not much, but it's there)

and byler ofc

enjoy

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Jonathan and Will stand in the Surfer Boy kitchen, water sloshing as they mix the salt in for El’s sensory deprivation tank.

Will looks out to where El and Argyle are force feeding Mike pineapple pizza, before looking back at the water, guilty for the spike of jealousy.

Jonathan pauses his stirring of the water, turning to look at his younger brother. “Do you remember that time you told me you got a Lego stuck in your nose?”

Will looks at him, startled at the random topic, confused. “What??”

“Yeah, it was like, it was like a construction guy. You’d call him Larry! Oh, come on, you don’t remember? He had like, the high-vis jacket and the removable hat?” Jonathan mimes taking off a hat.

The younger Byers looks at his brother, unsure of his point. “Yeah, vaguely.”

“Well,” Jonathan resumes stirring the water, “I remember it like it was yesterday. Man, I was..I was freaked. ‘Cause..’cause Larry, I mean, Larry was way, way up there! I don’t even know how you got him that far up. I had to do surgery, I..I had to get tweezers to pull him out.”

Will scoffs, amused, although still puzzled at the point of the story. “Bull.”

Jonathan laughs, “No, no, no, I swear on my life.” He sighs, his laugh trailing off. “I don’t know, I just..” he pauses, “…I feel like you used to come to me more for help. Or to just..talk, y’know? ‘Cause like, you don’t do that anymore. Not like before.” He pauses stirring again, sighing. “A lot of that is probably my fault. This past year…I know I’ve been distant.”

Will looks away briefly, before looking back at his brother. “Or stoned,” he responds, slightly hurt.

Jonathan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Or stoned. Yeah. But that has nothing to do with you. And that’s me dealing with my own shit.” he shrugs, “Hiding from my own problems. The truth is, I miss talking to you. I, like, really miss it.” He looks at Will softly, genuinely. “And I think, right now, we need to talk more than ever.” Will nods as his brother continues, “Because things are getting just complicated. A lot more complicated than Legos up the nose, you know?”

Will smiles, shaking his head in amusement.

“I just…I don’t want you to forget that I’m here. And I’ll always be here. No matter what. Because you’re my brother. And I love you.” Will’s eyes tear up. “And there is nothing in this world, okay, absolutely nothing, no Michael Wheeler, that will ever change that. You got that?”

“Yeah.” Will’s voice breaks tearfully, “And- and I’m always here for you, too.”

“I know.” Jonathan drops what he was stirring with, “I know you are. Come here.” He pulls his brother into a hug, Will clutching to him and crying into his shoulder.

They stay there for a bit, but as Will calms down, Jonathan admits, “I understand more than you think, y’know.”

Will lifts his face from where it was buried in Jonathan’s shoulder, pulling away to look at him, cocking his head.

“Argyle.” Will’s eyes widen in realization. “And, in Hawkins, Steve. Harrington, Steve Harrington.”

Will laughs in spite of himself. “Steve??? Really??”

“Yup.” Jonathan chuckles. “ And, uh, for a while, Eddie Munson.”

“Munson?! No way. How, he’s so loud, I didn’t think you’d…I mean, seems like you’d find him annoying.”

“Oh, yeah, Eddie’s walking migraine. He was also a fascinating guy and the only person that was nice to me.”

“….Nancy?”

Jonathan sighs, laughing with little humor. “One of the many problems I’ve been hiding from.”

“Did you…ever really like her?”

“I think so. For a while. Currently? No. Not for a hot minute.”

Will’s quiet for some time. When he speaks, he asks, “Then, do you know if…is Argyle..?”

Jonathan runs his hands over his face. “I uh, Argyle is….very aware of Nancy. But no, not entirely sure what’s going on with him.” He looks back to his younger brother. “Speaking of the Wheelers…give me the word and I will leave Mike on the side of the road for being an insufferable dumbass.”

“El would be so mad, though, you’d never live it down.”

“No, I think El’s seriously considering the Mike Wheeler hate club.” Jonathan raises his eyebrows. “ I do think you’d be mad at me, though. Thought I’d offer anyway.”

Will smiles, looks down at the freezer full of salt water, shaking his head. “Yeah, well, speaking of El, she still needs that salty water.”

it's on ao3

#will byers #jonathan byers #jargyle #stonathan #eddithan #jeddie #byler #stranger things rewrite #st4 #stranger things #stranger things 4 #will byers needs a hug #will byers gets a hug #will byers is gay #queer jonathan byers #ry writes

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lighthouseas · 2 years

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love, mike.

in which will visits mike’s grave to read a letter. a letter that should’ve been sent a long time ago.

TW/CW: major character death, swearing, a little bit of period typical homophobia

words: 2k

please be warned this is very angsty and has no happy ending- basically a worst case scenario for s5. sorry not sorry.

February 14th, 1989

In the winter of 1989, Will Byers had no one to love.

Valentine’s Day was supposed to be full of hearts, longing, chocolate, and warmth in the middle of the bleary winter that never really seemed to have an end.

It sure didn’t feel like it.

Today did not feel like Valentine’s Day. It didn’t feel like any day.

Everything felt numb, and cold.

There was no blizzard on the weather forecast, but Will felt as though he was in the middle of one. He clenched his fists around something in his pocket, so hard that he left marks in his palms.

As Will put one painful foot in front of the other, trudging through the slush overflowing on the streets, the mountains of rubble seeming to create whole new civilizations of mold and rot and sadness, he wished, in that moment, that the winter of 1989 would swallow him whole. He was living in a daze.

A bleak, gray daze of nothingness that stretched on forever. Through the daze, Will caught a glimpse of the gates. The gates of not-quite hell, but definitely not heaven, either. They weren’t tall, like Will expected them to be for some reason.

He stopped in his tracks, staring through the metal bars. He felt dead and rotting. His stomach was in knots. Gently, he pushed the gates open- almost as if a breeze had done it, not him- and walked through.

All was quiet; apart from a few dead leaves blowing in the soft wind, no one was making any noise except him, taking tentative steps towards it. He passed his grave- the grave he had learned to ignore, because it hurt less- finally arriving at his living nightmare.

Michael Wheeler

April 7th, 1971-January 31st, 1989

Gone but not forgotten.

In the winter of 1989, Mike Wheeler had told Will he loved him. In the winter of 1989, Will had felt the lips of his one true love press against his, saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” over and over again as he ran towards danger in it’s purest form…

And in the winter of 1989, Mike Wheeler had died.

Just like that.

Will hadn’t believed it at first; he thought, maybe it’s Vecna, playing tricks on me or the Mind Flayer possessed me again or maybe I’m just dreaming this all up.

Stupid, stupid thoughts.

Even with El’s powers, nothing could bring Mike back.

In an attempt to protect Will, to protect his family, to protect everyone, Mike had charged straight for Vecna, blowtorch in hand, and for a moment, when the fire hit Vecna’s chest, Will thought everything would be alright.

“MIKE!”

For a moment, Will thought he was right about Mike being the heart.

“Will, come on, please, we can’t save him…his heart…it’s…”

But then, he was stabbed in it.

“MIKE!”

And there was no coming back from that.

“He’s gone, Will.”

Michael Wheeler, his best friend, his crutch, the love of his goddamn life, was dead. And he was never coming back. Sometimes, Will lay awake at night, wishing it was him. Him, and not Mike. Never Mike.

The day after Mike’s death, El had handed Will a carefully folded piece of paper. He barely acknowledged it, but something deep inside him told him to pocket it. To keep it safe.

“Read it when you are ready.”

Now, on Valentine’s Day of all days, Will finally felt ready. With shaking hands, he pulled the scrunched up paper from his green jacket pocket. His eyes fell on Mike’s gravestone as he took a deep breath.

And he began to read.

***

February 14th, 1986

In the winter of 1986, Mike Wheeler wrote Will Byers a letter.

A letter he never sent.

Countless crumpled up pieces of paper were strewn across his bedroom floor, accompanying the many piles of unwashed clothes plaguing his room. His hair was messy because he hadn’t felt like brushing it. He’d given up trying to use the phone after Will left. Hell, he’d given up on everything. He knew Dustin, Lucas, and Max were all worried about him, but he decidedly ignored their many attempts to reach out. He had Eddie. He had Hellfire. That was enough for now.

None of the letters Mike wrote ever felt… right. Which Mike thought was weird, since he was known to be the best writer in the party. Writing Will a stupid letter should be easy.

Dear Will,

I hope everything is going okay in Cali. Everything seems to be boring and dull over here. I miss you. A lot.

Love,

Mike

Mike scanned over his tenth letter draft for about five seconds before tossing it over his shoulder where it joined the rest of the useless letters that couldn’t be sent.

It was too short, first of all- and second-

Love, Mike.

Sure, it wasn’t an inherently romantic gesture to sign your letters with “love” but to Mike, it seemed like he was just proclaiming his absolute love and adoration for Will all in a stupid piece of paper. He’d seen his letters to El. And he knew. He knew that not one of them had the word “love” signed on it. All of hers to him did. But every time he tried writing “love” to her, his mouth would go dry, his stomach would twist, and he’d suddenly feel like bursting out crying.

Because the truth of the matter was, he didn’t love her.

Not like… that, anyway.

Mike put his head in his hands, as if pressing his eye sockets as hard as he could with his palms would somehow squash the things he was feeling right out of him. Because he knew they were… wrong, somehow. Guys shouldn’t like other guys. It was a guy and a girl. That’s just how the world worked. The world wasn’t meant for freaks like him.

Freak.

“Freak,” Mike repeated.

Shakily, he picked up his pencil. He had one piece of yellow lined paper left. He had to make it count.

And so, he began to write.

Dear Will,

***

February 14th, 1989

“Do you ever feel as though you don’t fit in anywhere? Like this world was never made for you? Like…you’re a mistake?

God. That’s a stupid question to ask someone who’s been called “Zombie Boy” for over half his middle school life.

Sorry. Not a very great way to start off this letter.”

Will felt his heart almost stop beating. What the hell was this?

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February 14th, 1986

God, Mike was already failing at this. Despite everything, however, he pressed on.

What I mean is, well, ever since you got in that car and drove across the country, away from the Party…away from me, I’ve been feeling like that all the time. Like I don’t belong. Like I’m a freak. Because, Will, I am. I am a freak.

But when I’m with you, I feel like I’m home. Like I do belong. Like I matter.

Max, Lucas, and Dustin, they’re great. They’re all great. But it’s Hawkins.

***

February 14th, 1989

“It’s not the same without you,” Will breathed.

Will was unsure if he’d be able to read the rest of the letter after that. A lump was forming in his throat as he stared at the gravestone with blurred eyes.

“You fucker,” Will murmured.

“The truth is, I miss you, Will. So much. So much that it hurts.”

Will didn’t think his heart could beat any faster.

***

February 14th, 1986

Mike hesitated putting that last line. “So much that it hurts.” It was the truth, but he hated saying it aloud. Because it meant the things he was feeling were real. It meant the pounding of his heart wasn’t just because he was nervous.

And I know that sounds corny, but it’s true, Will. It’s so hard, being without you. I miss playing DND until 10 at night. I miss hanging out in my basement and having sleepovers and watching you draw and paint. I know I said I didn’t need that stuff anymore, but I do.

I need you, Will.

And I…

***

February 14th, 1989

“Need you to need me too.”

“I do, Mike. I do!”

Will couldn’t hold back his tears anymore. He sunk to his knees, unable to look at the engraved name, clenching the letter like his life depended on it.

“I’m sorry I don’t say these things more. I’m sorry for ignoring you. I’m sorry for everything. I just want things to go back to the way they were, when I could be with you all the time. When I didn’t feel…like this.”

“Me too,” Will choked.

“I’m so afraid of losing you. So, so afraid.”

***

February 14th, 1986

So…I hope we can remain friends.

Mike paused, taking a deep breath before writing the next line.

Best friends.

Because I need you,

***

February 14th, 1989

“And I always will.”

Mike. Mike. Mike. Will’s head was spinning. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. The sharp cold of bleary winter was piercing through him. Fuck.

He needed Mike too.

Without Mike, everything felt so unbearably wrong.

***

February 14th, 1986

“Hey, Mike! Am I driving you to Dustin’s or not?”

Mike jumped at the loud banging on his door. Nancy sounded pissed. Right. He had begged her to take him to Dustin’s house because he didn’t have a ride and also because if he didn’t go Dustin, Lucas, and Max would come over to the Wheeler’s house themselves and drag Mike out.

“Fuck- yeah- one second!”

His door swung open, Nancy waving her car keys in Mike’s face as she impatiently tapped her foot. Mike glanced down at the still-incomplete letter sitting before him.

“Mike, I have to be somewhere really soon, so hurry up!”

Mike picked up his pencil and hurriedly scribbled the last two lines, not bothering with proper punctuation.

Even so, his heart still seemed to shrivel up at the thought of what he wrote.

Quickly, he took the letter and stuffed it in one of his shirt pockets. He never really wore the shirt, so he figured it’d be fine. He would really prefer that his mom or sisters didn’t see it. Mike didn’t like how the shirt looked, anyway- it was a weird shade of blue and the pocket attached to it always felt out of place. He’d probably never wear it.

“Mike, what are you doing? Let’s go!”

“Sorry- yeah- right.”

The shirt lay, crumpled, on Mike’s floor. Nearly forgotten.

In the winter of 1986, Mike Wheeler wrote Will Byers a letter.

A letter he desperately wish he sent.

***

February 14th, 1989

Will had reached the bottom of the letter. He didn’t want it to be the bottom. He never wanted to stop reading it. A part of him hoped the letter was endless, that it would just go on forever because Mike wouldn’t be able to stop saying such wonderful things about him. About them.

At last, his eyes drifted down to the last two words printed on the yellow notebook paper. They were less legible than the rest of the letter- something unusual for Mike, since he always prided himself on his handwriting. It seemed to have been scribbled in a hurry, but Will’s heart didn’t pound any less at the sight of it.

love,

mike.

Love.

“I love you, Will. God, I love you so much. Be safe for me, okay?”

In the winter of 1989, Will Byers had someone to love.

Had.

He laid down beside Mike’s gravestone, staring at it with all of the intensity in the universe. He was freezing cold.

And he was all alone.

The last bits of Hawkins snow began to fall, and in the middle of it, Will could feel his heart freeze over. Even when he held the yellow lined paper close to his chest, it didn’t thaw it. It just made the icy cold spread to every bone in his body.

“I love you too,” Will uttered. “I always Will.”

Because in the winter of 1989, a little bit of Will died with Mike.

#byler #byler angst #tw swearing #tw major character death #byler fic #mike wheeler #will byers #will byers is gay #will byers needs a hug #mike wheeler i know what you are #stranger things #st s5 #mike wheeler x will byers #📝

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blognarrymybabes · 2 years

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Noah out here wanting Will to be happy, have a happy life

Same here Noah , same here

He is been through so much, he is always suffering 🥹

I just want that boy to have a break

Is it too much to ask !??!?