-> just a t-shirt ˎˊ˗
hellfire!mike wheeler x reader
last monday
all week, mike had been talking about how much he loved hellfire club. at the start of the school year, he had been nervous to join it. yet with some convincing by his friends, and a sweet nudge from you, he ended up joining, and loving it.
on monday when he had come over to your house to study, he told you about the shirts the club was having made.
“yeah so eddie knows this guy that’s getting us these cool club shirts for a really good price,” he hummed, looking over at you as the two of you laid on your bedroom floor.
“oh yeah? i bet it’ll be real cute on you,” you hummed, genuinely serious and proud of your boyfriend taking a step to show his nerdy interests even more, not like he’d ever hidden them.
he chuckles and continues to stare over at you. “you can’t make this a big deal though, i know how you get when i nerd out about stuff,” he hummed, poking you in the side with his pencil.
“c’mon mikey, i don’t make this kind of stuff a “big deal”,” you huffed, rolling over to lay on your back.
“honey, when i joined the club you baked me a cake and wrote me a card-“ he started, before you cut him off.
“hey, that was because i was proud of you.”
mike smiled and leaned over to drop a kiss on your forehead, “you’re one weird cookie honey.”
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last friday
when you arrived to your house late after your shift at the skating rink, the last thing you expected to see was your adorable boyfriend, wrapped in your pink sheets and wearing his new shirt.
“oh. my. god.” you squealed, immediately hopping ontop of mike and smearing cherry-lipgloss flavored kisses all over his face.
“i thought the shirts were coming in next week.” you said, pulling back to get a better look at the shirt he wore.
“they were but eddie’s friend worked faster so we could have them for today’s meeting.” mike smiled, brushing the hair that had fallen out of your ponytail out of your eyes.
you sat and admired him quietly while mike tried, and failed, to hide the smile on his face.
“you’re doing it,” he hummed, leaning up to kiss your cheek.
“doin’ what?” you questioned, looking from his eyes to his adorable flushed cheeks to the shirt he had on.
“makin a big deal princess. c’mon honey ‘s just a t-shirt,” he said, hiding his face out of embarrassment. he still wasn’t used to having a girlfriend, and the thought that you found him this adorable was making him very shy.
“you’re just so cute i could eat you right up mikey,” you hummed, placing more kisses on his wrists, which were slightly exposed by the loose fitting sleeves.
a shy groan left mike’s lips as he leaned in to hide his face in your neck rather than his own hands.
as the weekend passed, and the two of you went into the next week, you continued complimenting your boyfriend when he wore his hellfire shirt. you just couldn’t help it!! seeing him be so open about something he loved so much tugged on your heartstrings.
every compliment you uttered would gain a soft smile and the more you stacked on top of each other would gain another groan of shy-embarrassment.
it wasn’t that mike hated the compliment, it was just that he wasn’t very good at receiving them.
so, you finally decided to do something that would show mike how you feel when he wears the hellfire shirt.
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today
you sat curled in mike’s soft navy sheets as you waited for him to get back from a hellfire club meeting.
mrs. wheeler had graciously let you inside when you told her that you and mike had a lot of studying to do for next week’s midterm.
quiet creaking was heard as mike stepped on the older home’s wooden floorboards, quickly approaching his bedroom door, not knowing what he was about to find behind it.
as mike opened the door, his eyes immediately landed on you. his beautiful girlfriend, sleepy eyed and cozy in his navy blue bedsheets. hair thrown up in a ponytail and a smile adorning your face. as his gaze ran down your form, he slowly realized what you had on.
the t-shirt wasn’t huge on you, just a bit baggy in a way that made you look so much more cuddly. the sleeves were to the middle of your hands and one side of the collar hung off your shoulder slightly.
“oh my-“ mike said, setting his backpack by the door and quickly hurrying to sit next to you on the bed.
“hi mikey,” you hummed, moving back the covers so he could scooch in next to you.
mike spared no time in pressing his cheek to your chest and wrapping his arms around you, pressed a soft kiss to the shoulder that was exposed.
“this must be heaven,” he hummed, smelling a mixture of your natural scent, your perfume, and the slightest hint of himself from the t-shirt you adorned.
“i thought you said this was just a t-shirt, mikey,” you hummed, kissing his head and pulling the covers up over the both of you.
“that was before i saw you in it honey,” he mumbles, mouth slightly covered by the way he was curling up into you.
“yeah well, that’s exactly how i feel when you wear it,” you responded, watching as mike got even more comfortable and his eyes started to close.
“okay, so maybe you don’t overreact when i wear it.” he said, eyes fully closed and his grip already loosening around your waist aa he drifted off to sleep.
you would willingly spend every waking moment making mike know how much his nerdy side meant to you, even if it took some overreacting.
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request from @writtenbyoscar. i am deeply in love with shy nerdy mike wheeler😛
