“Come on, your little campaign has gone on long enough, I have to be somewhere later tonight,” Steve said grabbing his jacket and slinging it over his arm.
“Yeah Eddie’s,” Dustin crooned.
Steve grabbed Dustin by the collar and yanked him up from his seat, “come on chuckle heads your chaperone is leaving in 1, 2...”
“Fine!” Dustin shouted, shaking Steve off of him and starting to collect his stuff.
Lucas and Will began to follow suit but Mike leaned over towards Will.
“Hey,” he said and watched in pure agony as those long lashes flicked up so his eyes could meet Mike’s.
“Do you want to stay over? It’s been like an eternity and I have this new campaign I’m working on and I was wondering-”
“What we’re not invited?” Dustin said feigning hurt.
“Of course not,” Lucas said, getting up from his seat, “they’ve always been like this.”
Mike frowned, “Like what?”
Lucas rolled his eyes and grabbed Dustin by his backpack, dragging him along.
“Tick tock Byers, if you want that ride home,” Steve called as he began ascending the staircase.
“Uh, thanks Steve but I think I’ll stay,” Will called back and Mike smiled.
Mike tried to pay attention, he really did, as Will sat next to him going over his next campaign with him, but it was not easy.
They’d already showered and Will’s hair was curling slightly from being damp. He also got this cute look on his face when he was focusing. And to add insult to injury, he was wearing Mike’s pj’s. That’s weird right? To think that’s attractive? But it was. And he looked so small in his T-shirt, and for some reason-
“Mike?” Will brought him out of his staring.
“You’re not even paying attention,” he was frowning.
Mike shrugged, “probably just tired.”
Will nodded and began shuffling papers together, “let’s go to bed then.”
Were there any more torturous words in the english language than let’s go to bed then?
Mike got up from the table and began laying out Will’s sleeping bag. And if he placed it right up against the couch where he’d be sleeping well no one had to know.
Mike climbed onto the couch while Will got situated in his sleeping bag. There was a lot of shuffling as he got comfortable but once he did, he let out a sigh. And no that sigh did not do things to Mike.
Mike stared at the ceiling and tried not to think about Will laying right next to him.
“Do you want to come down here?”
“What?” Mike asked in shock, sitting up embarrassingly fast.
“I-nothing, it was stupid-”
“No, no, no, not at all. It’s just like when we used to have sleepovers as kids.” And Mike rushed to grab a blanket, lying it down next to Will’s sleeping bag and chucking a pillow down.
He laid down and tired not to move an inch. Was he too close? He felt like there were miles between them. But he didn’t want to make Will uncomfortable, god that would be the worst thing in the world. And if he- What?
Mike looked down at his fingers where they rested at his side, where Will’s met his tentatively. Mike didn’t need another sign from the universe, he slid his hand over Will’s.
Will sighed. And again it did nothing to Mike, no not at all.
“Are you kidding?” Mike asked incredulously, turning his head to look over at Will in the darkness. Big mistake. Will was looking at him with those big eyes, they looked nervous and hopeful and there were a thousand emotions swirling in them and Mike could get lost in them forever.
Will shrugged, making their hands jostle, Mike took the opportunity to thread their fingers together. Speaking of threads he was hanging on by one.
“It’s totally reasonable for me to assume that.”
“It’s really not, have you looked at yourself?”
Will rolled his eyes, “have you looked at yourself?”
Mike frowned, “I’m nothing special.”
Will rolled his eyes again and Mike fought a smile.
Will sounded genuinely annoyed, “You do realize what you look like right?”
Mike’s smile grew, “What are you saying exactly Byers?”
Will turned over towards Mike, “you’re insufferable.”
They shared a smile. Will’s small hand squeezed Mike’s gently. And it said everything Mike needed to know.
