Hiii can I request a jealous mike x reader per chance. Maybe something where Mike and reader are close friends despite him being in hellfire and she’s somewhat popular and Mike gets jealous and confesses after someone asks her out on a date!
Mike Wheeler x harrington!reader
summary: mike wheeler and y/n, were two oblivious idiots, mike would never admit his long time crush on the popular girl, while y/n didn't had the courage to tell him she liked him, because he never showed a single sign that it would be reciprocated, so... she moves on.... or try to, mike doesn't like it though.
WARNINGS! i guess some angst? fluff, absolutely two idiots, steve being a big brother for both parts, lumax laughing about them, will is actually the one that pushes mike to do something...
It was infuriating really, how you were so perfect all the time, Mike could go through your routine everyday but still ask himself how the fuck could you do it?
First, how could you wake up and your hair was so perfect? Really, that has to be some type of dark magic, he had seen you right after waking up, because of the many sleepovers you had in his house - with his other friends unfortunately -, your hair would fall perfectly around your shoulders, not a single strand out of it's place, shiny and soft like always.
Second, how could you manage to be a cheerleader and also know about D&D, movies and comics? How? Weren't you supposed to be all gloss, pompons, cheer music and dance? Not that he ever thought it was impossible for a girl to like those, but you? You were the perfect popular cheerleader glamorous girl, so the day you said something about his Hellfire shirt and how you thought it was cool and WORSE, you had a D&D SET ON YOUR HOUSE???? He thought it might be the end of the world, actually.
Third, he also hated that he only discovered this now, you've been friends since Steve was dating Nancy, so why you never told him you liked D&D, why he knew so little of your life? Or so, he thought.
Fourth, even if he knew that you liked D&D before, would it still change what you chose to do today? Wouldn't you be on Hellfire with him instead of the cheer team? Because, he hated how you seemed to forget about your nerd likings after you-
— Earth to Mike - Dustin snapped his fingers on Mike's face, he shook his head and looked up from his tray - Dude, what's wrong with you? We've been talking to you forever and you not even glanced at us since you sat down - he groaned.
— Nothing - Mike rolled his eyes, but immediately caught you, laughing, with a boy - What is so funny? - he asked without thinking, his mouth moved before his brain functioned.
The table looked and a choir of "oh" left their mouth.
Max and Lucas smirked looking at each other.
— Stop looking at her like that - Will chuckled bumping their shoulders, Mike quickly averted his gaze - You look like a creepy - he smirked.
— Shut up - Mike pinched his friend's arm.
— Don't worry, he is not into her - Will whispered and Mike frowned.
— How do you know? - Mike whispered back.
— Because we were actually kissing behind the bleachers yesterday - Will lifted his brows.
— Chance? - Mike double looked at the boy, Will nodded, Mike was the most trusting person with Will's secrets and vice versa.
— You should ask her out - Will smiled softly, turning to look at the girl, who caught the two looking and waved with a bright smile - I like y/n, she always liked to hear me rambling about the campaigns - he chuckled.
— I don't even know if she likes me - Mike turned to his best friend, like he was some type of his RPG monsters.
— Mike, seriously? - Will frowned, Mike frowned - Oh my God - he laughed - You are so fucking oblivious - Mike opened his mouth to retort, but a certain voice stopped him.
— Hi! - you sat beside Dustin, there it was again, another factor that made Mike think you were some type of lab subject.... why are you sitting here?
— Y/n! - Jane smiled hugging you, a small laugh left your mouth and Mike was stuck on you again.
— Jane! - you exclaimed hugging her shoulder, leaning on the table to talk with your other friends.
You liked to spend time with both of your groups, the cheer one and your childhood friends, you thought that friendships mattered more than anything and you loved your friends dearly. Everyone knew to not mess up with them anymore or they would have glitter on their lockers and clothes... again.
And there was another special reason for you, Mike Wheeler, you couldn't pass a day without seeing him or you would simply explode.
— Mike? - you tilted your head, catching the way he was staring at you.
— Hm? What?? - he asked confused.
— Are you okay? - you chuckled, his eyes darted to your mouth and back to your eyes.
— Yeah, all good - he nodded - Don't you have a game tonight? - Mike asked with that small scoff he always had.
— Yeah, will you be there? - a smirk grew on your face, if there was no campaign, he probably would, right?
— For what? Watching you fall on your butt? I hate cheerleaders anyways - he rolled his eyes, you twisted your mouth, ouch.
— Come on, you never went to see me, I know you don't like sports but it would be cool - you nudged his leg with your foot, he kicked you back.
— He will, don't worry! - Will quickly said, Mike looked at him and back at you, your face quickly brightened up.
— Yeah, Eddie is sick and there is no campaign today, Lucas is playing too, it would be great to see you two! - Dustin said excitedly.
— Ok, ok, cool! - you beamed, Mike didn't look happy though, you sighed - Mike... you don't have to go, I understand if you don't - you muttered.
Will kicked Mike's leg under the table, the boy glared at him.
— Be nice - Will groaned under his breath.
— Is it really important that Mike goes? I can make one of those big signs with your name for you - Max said, Mike frowned and looked at her - What, asshole? - Max scoffed at him.
— Don't worry, y/n, I'll bring the idiot myself - Lucas wiggled his eyebrows as he tapped Mike's chest, who awkwardly pushed his hand away.
— It's uh, it's fine if he doesn't want to, Lucas, seriously - you smiled sadly - Just another game - you whispered - I need to go practice, bye - you jumped up, leaving a kiss on Jane's cheek before running away.
As you slowed your pace down, you sighed, did he hate you or something?
You always understood Mike's reasons to not showing up at your games, he didn't like sports and you even less, even though you were the one who listened to his rambles about your brother when you two were kids.
Maybe that's why you liked him so much, he seemed to not reduce you to just Steve, always bad mouthing your brother before showing you the new figures he got and then treated you like a normal person.
Everyone knew you for being Steve Harrington's little sister, you loved your brother but you hated all the girls that tried to talk to you because of him, it was annoying.
It was funny how Harrington x Wheeler always ended up together somehow and both of Harringtons being tricked by the dirty Wheeler game of not knowing if they like them or not.
Steve already moved on from Nancy, you guess it's time to move on from Mike.
What did you see anyways? Was it his hair? His face?
No, you knew exactly what it was, Mike Wheeler himself, not any particular feature, it was the whole Mike Wheeler, he was stubborn, annoying, sarcastic, arrogant even, but under all that, he was loyal, kind, respectful and deeply cared about the people he loved.
— Jesus Christ, Mike! - Max groaned, pulling the boy by his bag.
— What? Stop that! - he complained pushing her slightly so she would let go, he was trying to leave school.
— Dude, don't you like y/n? - Lucas asked.
The party decided to make an intervention for you two, it was getting ridiculous by now.
— What? No! - Mike frowned, Will looked at him - Ok, maybe! So what? - he crossed his arms and rolled eyes.
— So start showing her! - Dustin exclaimed - Are you dumb?
— Yes - Max and Jane said at the same time.
— Ok, what the fuck is happening? - Mike asked confused.
— Mike, she likes you - Will said and Mike froze, looking between them.
— No, she doesn't - a high pitched voice was all they needed.
— You are not dumb, you are stupid and an asshole - Max rolled her eyes - Dude, wake up! Why do you think she always invite you to her games? She doesn't even invite Lucas and he is the one playing - she said incredulously.
— Well, maybe that's the reason? - Mike retorted, Max raised her brows - What? It's true - he said.
— She doesn't invite Jane and she is her best friend - Dustin said.
— Because Jane doesn't like loud noises - Mike reasoned again.
— But I always go - Jane gave him a glare.
— Well, at least do your job of also being her best friend and go to one game - Will said, Mike opened his mouth - I'm serious Mike, you are being ridiculous, she always invite you and you never go, she talks to you and you are a big scumbag towards her, it's not even about that disgusting pining over each other, it's about you being a horrible friend to her - they all went quiet with Will's words, Dustin even widened his eyes - She might think you hate her and you'll end up losing her because of this - Mike sighed.
— Also, I heard that she dumped a lot of people and guess why... - Lucas teased to clean the tense air.
— Lot of... who? Why? Why would a lot of people ask her out? - Mike asked horrified.
— Yeah, like a lot of boys got sad because she rejected them - Dustin continued.
— Make your move before they do - Will nodded
— Hey kids - Steve approached them before anyone could say something.
— Steve! - Dustin exclaimed happily.
— Henderson - Steve chuckled - Are you going to see y/n? - he asked.
— Yes - Will answered - We were about to enter - he pushed Mike towards the gym.
As they settled down on the bleachers, Mike could only try to find the girl among all the cheerleaders on a corner.
— Loose the annoyed look - Will advised.
— Shut up - Mike mumbled and earned a laugh from him.
— So, Wheeler - Steve started and Mike turned to him briefly - How is Nancy? - he asked, Mike frowned.
— Seriously? - he asked and glared at Steve, who glared back - You know what? How is y/n? - as the words left Mike's mouth, Steve wanted to punch him.
— No - Steve pointed at him - Not my sister, you idiot - he said.
— You dated my sister for years, is only fair if I date yours - he said and Steve opened his mouth, Dustin looked between the two and started to laugh.
— Your loss, because she has a date tonight and it's not with you - Steve said and Mike felt his heart crush.
— With who? - he asked a little too loud.
— Someone on the basketball team - the brother shrugged - Are you really trying to date my sister because... - he trailed.
— No, dumbass - Mike answered, Steve nodded.
— But are you trying to date my sister? - he asked again.
— You didn't answer my question! Why I get to answer yours? - Mike was getting really annoyed now.
— I don't know man, someone named Harry or Larry - Steve threw his hands in surrender - Geez, chill - he sighed.
— Told you - Will whispered, Mike shot him a look - You have... - he looked at his watch - 20 minutes until the game starts - he moved his head towards the girl that was walking out of the gym.
You took the Gatorade from the vending machine, sighing deeply.
— Don't you have a game? - you jumped with the sudden voice, turning around to meet, probably the last person she wanted to see today.
— Thought you would be happy to see me - he gave you that small smile, the one that made your heart beat faster.
— Yeah, sure, just... didn't expected that - you said more softly - I needed a break from all the gossip and glossy lips, if you get it - he chuckled.
— Yeah - he nodded - You are a glossy lip too - Mike shamelessly looked at your lips.
— You know what I mean, Mikey - you smiled at him - It's just... - you sighed - I guess they expect me to be like Steve and I'm not like him - you shrugged.
— You are better than him, if it ease your nerves - you laughed at his words.
— You don't count, Mikey, he dated Nancy, you hate him - you said.
— Sure, but... it's because I know you - he nervously scratched his neck, looking at your eyes - You are not like him, you are way more cool, kind and... pretty - he stuttered between his words and you found it adorable.
— I thought you hated cheerleaders - you said, he winced.
— Yeah, I do - he nodded - But... not you though - he finally confessed - Look, I know I've not been the best friend for you and yes, I was acting like an asshole, but... I hope you know that I don't hate you, I couldn't even if I tried - he sighed and started to gesticulate with his hands - I'm sorry for not coming to your games, I was... kinda mad - he chuckled.
— Just... I was afraid that I was going to lose you for some kind of basketball player or your new friends, that you wouldn't come to my house anymore, because you have a lot of parties to go now - he started to ramble and you smiled amused.
— You were jealous? - you asked.
— No! Not jealous - Mike tried but sighed - Yes, I was - you laughed.
— Mike, I would never do that, I don't even like parties, I just got into the cheer team, because I like to dance, that's all - you said - You can still show me your D&D story in your basement or we can talk about the new comics you got, Steve bought a Spiderman one for me, so if you want... - he cut you short.
— Yes, I would love that, tonight? - he blurted out.
— Tonight? - you asked - I... - he cut you again, the anxiety creeping up his spine.
— Please don't go out on a date with whatever player asked you to - Mike held your arms, you looked up at him - Seriously, don't - he pleaded.
— Because he won't understand you, not like I do, not that you are a difficult person, it's just, I get you! We share the same likings and he doesn't even know who is Green Goblin and why he is your favorite villain - you felt your chest warm up with his words - But I do! I know you like Green Goblin because he is a complex villain and not like everyone thinks, he is not entirely bad, he is just misunderstood - he took a deep breath - He will never play D&D with you, because he doesn't even know the existence of D20's and I think he is just some type of idiotic jerk that don't even know the chemistry table, he will never be able to... - you stop him.
— Ok, I won't - you said and took his hands, Mike could feel the warmth growing on his face and ears - So, tonight? At mine's? - you smiled - Right after the game, Steve can give you a ride - you chuckled, Mike nodded.
— Yeah, I guess I can endure your brother, it's for a good purpose - he muttered - I really like you, y/n, I'm sorry for never showing it, it's just... you are so much cooler than me, I just thought... everyone likes you and I... - you stopped him.
— I think, you've proven your point, paladin - you said and he chuckled, shyly - I'm not cooler than you, Mike, we are still the same kids we were years ago and like you said, you get me and I get you - he nodded and started to wrap his arms around you - I like you too, Mike and I've been for a long time and my eyes? All for you - he nodded.
— Yeah, I heard - he said and you laughed.
— Liar - you hugged his neck.
— Oh, I'm sorry, did I read the room wrong when you keep kicking me under the table? - he joked.
— You are so annoying, Wheeler - you laughed, wrapping your fingers on his shirt and pulling him into a kiss, he stumbled surprised, but leaned in, holding your waist.
As you two pulled away, Mike looked into your eyes before pulling you again, holding your face, your lips sealed together as they were supposed to, his hands accidentally messed your perfect tied up hair, while yours kept trying to pull him impossibly closer to you.
It was a mess, but it was your mess, the perfect one.
— Hey guy.... s - Steve opened his mouth, Max started to laugh hysterically with Dustin, Jane and Will snickering.
You and Mike turned, both lips swollen, messy hair and faces? Red as a tomato.
— Ok, don't you two learned something from your siblings? - Steve asked annoyed - A Wheeler? Seriously? How classic - he groaned.
— Shut up, Steve - you said and Mike tried to fix your hair while you cleaned his mouth that was smudged with gloss all over.
— Hey, hurt her and I will run you over with a van - he warned Mike.
— Ok, can you give me a ride? - Mike asked as the two started to pass by them.
— To where? - Steve asked.
— Your house - he smirked, Steve went pale.
— Absolutely not! No! My house? Her room? No! - Steve started to complain, Mike simply smiled and pecked your lips before you left to the game - Wheeler! Are you paying attention? No! - Steve exclaimed louder, but Mike couldn't care less.
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