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froggywritesstuff · 10 months

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Poly Yandere Will Byers & Mike Wheeler x male reader

Byler Ghostface au

ours | poly!ghostface!yandere!byler

ship/pairing: yandere!ghostface!Will Byers x male!reader x yandere!ghostface!Mike Wheeler

warnings: yandere themes, murder, character death, blood, stabbing, unhealthy relationships, possessiveness, implied period-typical homophobia (please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of these)

A/N: i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please understand that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life. fem readers dni, Byler Ghostface au, sorry for the wait, hope you enjoy :)

Mike and Will were best friends. Sometimes other things. They shared a simple interest with one another. An interest no one else would be able to properly understand. You. And when someone else tried to take an interest in you, they took it upon themselves to get rid of them. Of course you were always so sad when a friend you had become close with vanished out of nowhere, and when your dates never showed up, but that was just a bonus in Will and Mike’s plan. They'd always be there for you when you were lonely, sometimes making you feel like they were the only people there for you. Of course, you never knew they were intentionally making you feel that way, and intentionally driving away any other friends you might make. You just felt so loved having Mike and Will’s friendship, unaware of how they both wanted you in a different way. So much, they’d do anything for you. But apparently, you never got the memo.

You happily sped toward Mike and Will at the lunch table they were sitting at, greeting them both with a wide smile as you handed them a note.

"What's this?" Mike asked, taking it from your hands.

You sat down across from them, unable to contain your excitement, "Just read the note." you said, voice having a slight excited squeak to it.

Mike smiled at your excitement, before opening up the note and reading it.

'I got a date :)'

He felt his heart drop as he read your words. His brain went into overdrive, before he passed the note to Will, giving him a look.

Will’s eyes widened as he read it, not wanting you to see his anger. Mike however, did not care about hiding his expression. The thought crossed his mind a few times, but he was too focused on this. What did you mean, you got a date?

Will was a way better actor than Mike, as he quickly plastered on an eager look as he spoke to you, “So what’s his name?”

You were beyond happy over Will’s ‘support’, completely naive to his real intentions.

”It’s Conner, from our science class.” You gushed, waving to a boy sitting at another table, not noticing the scowl etched on Mike’s face as he saw him. He and Will were familiar with Conner. Every odd science lesson, he would ask to be your lab partner. They agreed they wouldn’t do anything about Conner unless he tried becoming friends with you, so they could stop anything else happening between the two of you. Apparently they were too late. Will had a plan though. He usually did.

“Do you guys have anything planned? Where are you two going out?”

Mike began listening more intently, immediately understanding what Will was thinking.

You shrugged, “We were just gonna watch movies at my place, since we don’t really wanna go out in public.”

Will and Mike nodded, an unspoken plan being formed, “Nice.” Will smiled.

Mike plastered a smile on his face, almost speaking through gritted teeth, ”Sounds fun.”

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You looked so beautiful. You were laughing, and smiling, and the light from the tv screen illuminated your face in the most ethereal way. Mike and Will loved your smile. However they hated when you smiled because of someone else. No one else should be able to see you happy, let alone make you happy. So to say they were angry as they saw you laughing because of something Conner said through your living room window would be an understatement. Conner didn't deserve you. No matter how much you liked him, no matter how much he liked you, you two would never be right for each other. Mike and Will just needed you to realise that.

You were unaware of Mike and Will's presence, your attention on the boy beside you, until the phone rang. You left the couch where you and Conner sat, sending him an apologetic smile as you went to answer the phone.

"Hello, Y/N speaking?" you said, into the phone.

"Hello?" a low, gravelly voice responded.

You paused, waiting for an answer before realising you weren't going to get one, "Who is this?" you asked.

"Who's this?" they asked, much to your confusion.

"Is there someone you're trying to reach?"

"Well, what number is this?"

"What number are you trying to reach?"

"I don't know."

You narrowed your eyes, before speaking, "Then I think you have the wrong number."

"Oh do I?"

"Uh-huh. I gotta go now, bye." you said, ending the call and hanging up the phone. "Sorry about that," you said, walking back to where Conner was sitting.

"Who was it?" he asked, to which you shrugged, about to answer, only to be interrupted by the phone ringing again.

You sighed, walking back to the phone, picking it up with a huff, "Hello?"

"Hi."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the familiar voice, "Did you need something?"

"I wanted to apologise."

"For?"

"Dialling the wrong number."

"You're forgiven. Bye now." before you can hang up, the voice calls out.

"Don't hang up, I just wanna talk."

"I'd love to talk, but I have a friend over, I don't wanna keep them waiting."

"He can wait. I just wanna talk." the voice responded, to which you sighed, holding the phone away from you and turning to where Conner was sitting.

"Who is it?" he asked.

You shrugged, "I dunno yet, but they seem very persistent in talking to me. I'll try and hang up soon." you said, receiving an understanding smile from Conner, before you brought the phone back to you, "What do you wanna-?"

"Who was that?" the voice snapped.

"Just my friend? Now what do you wanna talk about?"

"How much do you like your friend?" the voice asked, giving you a bad feeling.

"What do you mean?" you asked, growing more and more cautious of the stranger.

A mocking laugh came from the phone, "How loud are you gonna scream when I slice Conner to bits?"

You whipped your head around, heart dropping when Conner was nowhere to be found. Much to their disappointment, you hung up the phone, running through the walls of your house, screaming Conner's name. The phone rang again, making you jump with fear. You raced toward the phone, picking it up and answering it.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?!" you imagined yourself sounding tough, but your face was drenched with tears and your voice was cracking from the fear.

The voice laughed, "Like I said, I just wanna talk."

"I don't wanna talk to you." you cried, heart racing with fear.

"Oh?" you could almost hear the smirk over the phone, "So you'd rather I slit Conner's throat right now?"

"No, please don't hurt him!"

"There we go," a low laugh came from the phone, "Now if you don't wanna hear your boyfriend choking on his own blood, you'll talk to me."

You felt your heart drop with fear, "H-how did you know we were-?" you stopped yourself from continuing, taking a breath to calm yourself, the sound of low static on the line making you uneasy, "Is that why you're doing this?"

A hum came from the phone, "Maybe you should just be more careful about which boys you date."

"Fuck you," you hissed, breaths heavy as you felt tears roll down your cheeks, "I'm calling the police, you dick." you hung up the phone, about to dial 911, when you heard a loud scream, followed by a thud.

The phone dropped from your hands as you saw Conner's mutilated body on the floor. Blood pooled from slits around his neck, arms and legs, staining the floor bright red. A choked sob escaped your lips and you went to run to his body, when a man in a black cloak and white mask walked in front of his body, facing you. You shook in fear, beginning to back away when someone else came behind you, wrapping their strong arms around your body to keep you from running. The masked man in front of you stalked toward you, and you began thrashing in their arms, attempting to escape, when he brought his hand up to his mask.

You felt your heart drop as you stared at the familiar dark brown eyes of your best friend, "Mike? Wh-what the fuck are you doing?"

He stared at you looking genuinely confused, "Did you not see this coming? Y/N, we've been friends with you for years, did you never think we deserved something a little more than that?"

You felt your breath hitch, "Will?"

The man behind you took his mask off as well, and you felt his hand grip your jaw, turning your head to face him, "Oh, this wasn't a one person job Y/N."

Mike nodded at Will, "There were way too many people getting too close to you, and we couldn't let that happen."

"Apparently this was the only way to get you to realise it, but you're ours, Y/N."

You felt Mike grab your hand tightly, sending a chill down your spine, "And we don't intend to let anyone take you away from us."

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nofoundboy · 2 years

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Will Byers x female reader

That's it. That's the joke.

#Will Byers x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #will byers #will byers x male reader

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bagerfluff · 7 months

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Sweater

Set in season three or four - Will Byers x Male reader

Prompt - Stealing/borrowing Clothes

‘Were the fuck is my sweater’ Y/n thought as he looked in his closet for his sweater. He meant to meet up with his boyfriend but he couldn't without his sweater. It was the beginning of December so it wasn’t really cold but he still needed it. It was his favorite sweater, it was yellow with light gray accents.

Y/n could wear his hoodie, but he had worn it for the past week, and he didn’t feel like freezing. Y/n already looked in his closet, around his room, and in the laundry, but he couldn't find it anywhere. “What the fuck” Y/n said out loud as he closed the closet and looked around his room once more.

As he looked around the room, Y/n glanced at the clock that hung above his door and realized that if he kept looking for his sweater, he would be late. Y/n’s eyes widened, and he quickly grabbed a hoodie that was resting on his desk chair and left. “Bye G/n” Y/n yelled as he popped on his shoes and ran up the door.

As soon as Y/n got out the door, he ran over to his bike, got on it, and rode off to the park. That place he and Will agreed to meet. Y/n loved riding his bike. The feeling of the wind blowing through his h/l h/c hair, the adrenaline that came from riding as fast as he could so he could see his boyfriend.

Y/n smiled at the thought of seeing his boyfriend. They had only been dating for a couple of months, but those months had been the best months of Y/n’s life. Will was the sweetest boy he had ever met. Y/n found everything about the boy cute, to his bowl cut, warm brown eyes, short stature, and short shorts.

Y/n was so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn’t realized that he had arrived at the park. Y/n got off his bike and ran to the swing set where Will said he would be. As soon as the swing set and Will got in Y/n’s sight, his jaw dropped because of what he saw. Will was sitting on one of the swings, lightly swinging back and forth.

His shorts were switched out for some pants, and he was wearing a beanie that made him ten times cuter. But what really caught Y/n’s attention was what he was wearing on the top part of his body. It was a sweater, his sweater. The same sweater that he had ‘lost’. The same sweater that was yellow with light gray accents.

It was big on Will, so it fell over his waist a bit and covered his hands, but holy shit Will looked adorable. Y/n smiled as he walked over to Will. “Hey love” He said as he was close enough. Will jumped a bit and looked over to his left, smiling as he saw his boyfriend.

“Hey” Will said softly. Y/n leaned on the frame of the swing set, and his loving smile turned to one of the teases. “Is that my sweater” Y/n asked, but it didn’t really sound like a question. Will’s face turned red, and he looked down at the ground.

“No” he said so quietly that Y/n almost didn’t hear him. “Really” Y/n said teasingly as he walked in front of Will, who had stopped moving, and clasped his hands on the swings chains over Will’s. Y/n now was looking down at Will with a sly smile.

“Because that looks like the sweater I was looking for”. At that, Will looked up at Y/n. “sorry” he started looking down at the ground again. “You left it at my house a couple of days ago and I wanted to wear it”. Y/n smiled at Will, a smile now full of love. “It’s fine love” Y/n said as he took one of his hands off the chain and used it to tilt Will’s head up.

“You can always wear my clothes, but only if you always look this cute in them” Y/n said right before kissing Will. And it was true. Will could always wear Y/n’s clothes, especially if he looked cute in them.

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spicysooop · 2 years

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‘ burning brighter than the stars ’

pairing : will byers x male reader

genre : fluff?

warning : very sexy reader (LMFAOO), cussing

summary : will is upset. upset that he’s alone at rink-o-mania as a mere third wheel, on his birthday, too. well, until he runs into his best friend from school who happened to be hanging out there. perfect timing, because, well, he’s found himself gaining very .. unusual, weird feelings around the guy.

this is my first blog, it won’t be the best 💀💀 if you liked this, please reblog :( it’d be much appreciated

FEM ALIGNED READERS, DNI

Will hated this. So, so much.

After Mike, one of his closest and oldest friends, came to California to visit, it’s been the same as him not being there at all. Or, just an extremely bitter, opposite replica of what he’d thought would happen when the two met. He thought that they’d talk like they used to, have a bunch of fun, and include everybody. And, well, it seemed like he was wrong. Because all Mike wanted to do was kiss and hang out with El.

And; it was no shit annoying.

Watching the two skate, holding hands and doing cheesy couple stuff, his face bored the semblance of a sad grimace. Why’d they even invite him? No, how could they invite him to this place but forget it was his birthday? He was expecting something better. A lot better. But, maybe he just didn’t deserve something better.

Will continued, glancing down at the pair of skates he was wearing that were rolling constantly against the hard ground. Fuck. These dumb, useless thoughts..

He couldn’t even manage to hear the sound of roller-skating moving progressively closer and closer to him until it was blurring up his mind like white noise. He looked around. There was skating all around him, and yeah, the noises were pretty damn loud, not to mention the awkward music playing in the background, but.. it was just — it was like the sound was directed towards him.

And it was.

Narrowing his eyes, Will turned his head to see a classmate, and, a rather close friend, skating beside him with a grin. It was you. And, well, his heart was thumping out of place. Butterflies roamed around his heard for what felt like forever, tying knots throughout his body worryingly. He almost forgot how angelic you were. Appearing to him in a faint, cool light.

You weren’t exactly wearing anything special, just a pullover black sweater with high-waist, baggy jeans, and still..

God, you were so—..

He can’t explain. He can’t fucking explain in words.

If you didn’t stray away from everybody at school, you know, keeping everybody at arm’s length with your icy demeanor, he promptly considers, you’d be popular as hell. You probably wouldn’t even have the time to hang out with a dweeb like him.

Why do you even hang out with him, anyways?

“Hey, Byers. ‘Ya here alone? I’d assume Jane was here with you, but I don’t know where she is.” You spoke, glancing around. Only then was it he realized that he was skating pretty slow, and that the two had already been went off together. Of course, what was he expecting.

“Oh— hey,” He spoke, saying your name softly before continuing. “Jane is here, but.. uh, she’s with somebody. So I guess I’m practically alone. It’s.. embarrassing, I know.” He sighed, shaking his head disappointingly.

“Oh. Shit, alright.” You spoke, softer this time. Raising your hand up, you ruffled his hair — and, well; he can definitely feel the small plumpness of the rings circling your fingers. Oh god..

“So, ‘ya don’t mind me just.. hanging out with you? We’re both pretty damn lonely, ‘yeah?” You grinned, removing your hand off of his head and reaching it out, causing Will to look at you in a weird way. Skating together, holding hands?

Now; he doesn’t know what your sexuality is. And, well, he’s kind of aware of his, but, skating together whilst holding hands was .. risky, for two guys. Of course, he was sure that somebody as kind as you wouldn’t mind. You’re pretty damn dense. But, it was the ‘80s. Nobody would take this lightly unless you reassured you were just very close friends.

But, he doesn’t think he can deny when it comes to you. Softly whispering your name, he stood silent for a while before taking your hand and glancing around, making sure nobody was looking. “..Yeah. I don’t mind.”

And, with that, you two begin to skate together. And, he swears he’s never been this excited for an outing.

“Seem’s like you’re really enjoying this, hotshot. Should’ve came up to you earlier, ‘yeah?” You smiled lopsidedly, and he just smiled and nodded. He was a little anxious about people looking, but that gloomy feeling was soon replaced with something completely opposite after seeing the soft, reassuring look plastered all over your face.

He was so glad.

#stranger things #male reader #will byers #i dont know how to tag help #gay #lgbtq #mlm #stranger things x reader #will byers x reader #will byers x you #will byers x male!reader #will Byers x male reader #no use of y/n #x reader #x male reader #will byers stranger things #this was fun #request #request stuff

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m-mintyq · 2 years

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stolen sweaters

pairing : Will Byers x gn!reader, no pronouns mentioned

word count : 1.09 k

summary : you stole one of Will’s sweater sometime in the summer of ‘85. you only told him some time before he was moving, but he said you could keep it. Later when we go to California you bring it with you, which leads to a bittersweet nostalgia conversation because you put it on once you all got back after the trip to Rink-O-Mania.

warnings? : just fluff & mutual pining :]. very minimal swearing

a/n : I wrote this as a shifting scenario, so there's a mention of a birthday- so just pretend your birthday is before march. you may also pretend that it's a super late gift if your birthday is after march :') plus I'm taking this as my opportunity to insert my headcanon that Will helps Joyce around the house with tasks and stuff.

this is also my first time publishing something like this so be kind lol <3

“Is that my sweater?” Will said as he walked into his bedroom, checking on you.

“Sure is…I hope you don’t mind that I kept it this long.” you said, sliding your suitcase back away and sitting to face your friend.

“No, no, not at all…More surprised that you still have it” He said sitting by his desk, fiddling with his hands to distract from the awkwardness.

It’s not that it was awkward talking to each other, it’s just that there was some kind of tension in the room making both of you a bit nervous.

“Well I can’t really just throw it away, plus it’s a really nice sweater.” You remarked. True, you couldn’t throw away a sweater that didn’t even really belong to you and you would’ve felt awful throwing it away even if it was yours. And the sweater really was nice, it was comfortable, not like those itchy Christmas sweaters your grandparents would get you, but more like the ones that were warm, comfortable, had that old knitted look & feel all without itching.

“Doesn’t smell like you anymore tho.” You half-whispered without thinking as you began to fiddle with the sleeves.

“What?”

“Uhh..It doesn’t smell like you anymore. I remember finally wearing it after you’d moved because it was too hard to even put it on once you left and noting that it smelt like you.” finally looking up from each others distractions your eyes met, both wanting to break away because you had problems making eye contact, but the want to stay in the moment just made it feel like time froze.

“You…you know what I smell like?” It would’ve sounded creepy in any other context but it was nice in this one. While thoughts of worry and wanting to go back and shut up ran through your head, all Will could think about is how his heart got warmer at the idea of you longing for him and wearing the old sweater to feel closer to him.

“It- It sounds weird and creepy I- I know but-”

“No…I, I think it’s kind of sweet.” you were kindly cut off before you could dig yourself a hole even deeper.

“Soooo…you still got some on you for the sweater?” chuckling, you were referring to the scent of the sweater, as if Will just carried around a bottle of it.

“I- what do you want me to do with it- rub it on me?” he said giggling in-between words as he got up out of the chair, going to sit on the floor opposite you.

“I don't know! Whatever works I guess…Or I could just steal a new one.” joining in the laughing, you switched into a more comfortable position since sitting on your knees was proving to not be as nice as imagined.

“mmmh…I might have a nice one somewhere-” Will responded now shuffling closer to his wardrobe, opening a half empty drawer.

“No I wasn’t actually serious- I mean I can’t take ANOTHER sweater—”

“I’m fine with giving you one—”

“No Will I can’t, I already feel bad for having kept this one.” still set on not taking any more of your ‘friends’ clothes, your tone got firmer, a bit too firm for your liking but you had a trouble regulating your tone, plus it was too late to rephrase now.

Both of you paused for a moment, the silence letting you slip into overthinking, questioning whether you said something wrong- maybe you did say it too harshly? fuck did you make it too awkward? you probably sound stupid…what if you did something? does-

“What if…youuu…gave me back the old sweater…and I give you a new one?” Will prompted, pulling out a similar style sweater. “It should be practically the same.”

Pulled from your thoughts your eyes ran over the object in his hands, Wills eyes examining your expression from your peripherals. “You sure? It was really just a silly comment you don't have to.”

“But I want to. Take it as a late birthday gift”

“But you sent me a gift—”

“Doesn't matter, take it. Besides, sweaters look good on you.” Taking the sweater into your hands and examining it, you felt a flash of heat on your face, but hoping it wasn't too noticeable you sent your friend a smile.

Pulling Will into a hug, you dropped the sweater in your lap so you have both hands free. “Thank you.” Though this made you blush even more, to your dismay, you didn't really care, more focused on your ‘friend’ at the moment.

Will on the other side, though calm on the outside, was yelling on the inside. All positive of course.

It took him by surprise when you pulled him in, him having been so focused on your expression and reaction to the ‘gift’

Both of you just kind of sat there, not wanting to let go. It was kind of nice, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other, but with more time passing the tension of awkwardness grew too much to ignore. Conveniently, both of you awkwardly parted at the same time, not really knowing what else to do other than continue to sit in silence for a moment longer.

“So uhh…”

“Yeah I’m gonna just…put this away and…”

“I..I’ll see you, in the kitchen?” Will said half-stumbling to his feet and then to the door.

“Yeah..Yeah I’ll be there in a sec.” hurrying you pulled your backpack closer to you, zipped it open & carefully put it inside, avoiding the other things already in there. Putting the bag aside again, you got to your feet and hurried after Will.

You noticed Jonathan and Argyle sitting at the table, Murray and Joyce setting the table, while Mike and Jane nowhere in sight for now. Finally your eyes caught Will, speed-walking from kitchen to dining room, carrying plates, glasses, cutlery back and forth. Didn’t he leave his room like…just a minute ago?

You slipped into a chair next to Jonathan, him shooting you a dopey smile before turning back to Argyle. Soon enough the table was filled with food, Mike and Jane sulking in their seats, Will contently sitting opposite you, and Joyce running her last task before coming to sit down.

“Is that Will’s old sweater?” she said sitting down.

“Mom—” Will spoke out of embarrassment, already begun to poke at his food.

“Uhhh- yeah, it is.” You half-willingly responded, pointing your eyes down in your plate.

“Hm…It looks nice on you.”

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lluvin · 2 years

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For the idiotic straights in denial, Will is canonically gay whether it’s stated or not in the show, context clues aren’t hard to catch.

To the fanfic writers still writing shit with a fem reader x will, stop being weird.

To my fellow gays, 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾.

#be fuckin fr yall #anyways another win for the gays ☝🏾#will byers #do the research urself #will byers x male reader #will byers x reader

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pariahsparadise · 1 year

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6/10

requested by anonymous: IRIS ''do you wanna make out?'' Will Byers “I don’t want you to be disappointed.” Male reader The readers all nervous and insecure especially with Will being so forward and not knowing what he’s doing to him (making him all flustered), Will helps him out. (Will kinda acts like and makes the reader flustered like he did in the nightmare themed Drabble)

word count: 400

author's note: thank you so much for this request! i tried to incorporate as much of it as i could. i haven't written much for the 1k celebration event i myself am hosting LOL but with this i'm going to start doing more!

pairings: will byers x male!reader

"Do you wanna make out?"

You jump a little at the blunt question, still not used to how forward Will can be sometimes, when he really lets his guard down around someone. It's a recent discovery, something you only learned after approximately three dates with him. You're over at his house, leafing through an old comic book as he sits next to you on the bed, sketching. The deft, clever strokes of his pen on paper had captured your attention a long time ago, but you didn’t think he had noticed.

Laughing a little nervously, you respond truthfully, “I don’t know, I don’t want you to be disappointed.”

“Why would I be?” Will wonders out loud, carefully capping his pen before setting both it and the sketchbook aside.

“It’s just-” you start, words flowing out of your mouth before they even register in your brain, “I’ve never made out with someone before, I kind of don’t know how it works? It just seems so complicated to me. How much tongue am I supposed to use? When am I supposed to use it? And how? And what if I’m bad at it, what if-”

“You’ll get better,” Will interrupts you, making you flush as you notice his sudden proximity to you, the hand he raises to caress your cheek, the artistic, lithe fingers of his other that trace their way across the back of your neck into your hair, “I can help you practise.”

You only have two seconds to prepare yourself, gasping a quick breath of air before Will steals it from you, kissing you delicately, devastatingly slow. Your body curls closer to his instinctively, hands grasping for purchase in what they can find, be it his thigh, elbow, or shirt. Your mind is filled with nothing but a pleasant hum, warmth expanding in your chest as Will pulls you even closer to him, tangling your legs. All your worries dissipate as Will parts your mouth easily, exploring it confidently while his hand strokes your cheekbone soothingly, his lips pillowy and hot against yours.

Will finally lets you breathe, releasing you from the kiss, but not letting you move too far, eyes scrutinising yet fond as he takes in your swollen lips and mussed hair.

“6/10,” is what he finally says, trying to keep a straight face, “You’re right, you’re pretty bad at it. You need a lot more practice.”

“Why, you little-!” you explode, tackling him onto his back, your angry insults cut short by his peals of laughter, but you can’t find it in yourself to be upset. Not even a little bit.

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icarus-has-falllen · 1 year

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Requests 🤨📸

I’m trying to get back into writing

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mattalit · 1 year

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Will Byers x Male Reader

A/N: i can’t stand wattpad anymore so i’m moving the stories i actually like here lol

Length: 1.1 k

Originally Published: July 30, 2019

CW: mild homophobia

The phone rings and grabs the attention of Mike Wheeler and Lucas Sinclair away from the Dungeon and Dragons game Will had waited so, so long to play.

"No!" Will jumps up and smashes the end of his staff on the ground. "A distraction! Do not answer it."

Mike and Lucas look at each other, then both jump up and head straight for the phone. Mike reaches it first.

"El?"

Will is visibly disappointed; his face and shoulders droop and he lets out an exasperated sigh. (M/N) gets up from his seat and stretches before putting his arm around Will.

"We can play later, man. They're no fun when they're preoccupied," (M/N) states. Will says nothing.

"No-- sorry, not interested," Mike says into the phone before hanging up and turning around. He lets out a breath of air and rolls his eyes. "Telemarketers."

"Maybe you should just call them," Lucas suggested.

"You can do that?"

"I think so."

"Yeah, but-- what would we say?"

"We'll say nothing!" Will interjects, smashing the end of his staff into the floor again. "The Kuzar Tribe still needs your help!" He motions to the table where the now abandoned D&D games sits.

"Yeah, come on, fellas, we haven't played in weeks," (M/N) adds, slowly moving his arm from Will's shoulders and absent-mindedly scratching light circles into his back. Will glances at him, but his attention is back to Mike when he begins speaking.

"Alright then," Mike responds, and off-handedly motions towards the table, "I'll use my torch to set fire to the chambers, sacrificing ourselves, killing the JuJus, and saving Kuzar. We all live on as heroes in the memory of the Kalamar."

"Victory," Lucas says, uninterested. He puts his hand up and Mike high-fives him.

"Okay," Will pulls out of (M/N)'s grasp and turns around, "Fine." He roughly shoves his staff into a chair and rips his hat off. "You guys win." He turns off the dramatic music. "Congratulations."

"Will... we were just messing around."

Will takes off his purple wizard cloak and sets it down. (M/N) looks over at him, but doesn't say anything.

"Let's finish for real," Mike continues. "How much longer is the game?"

"Just forget it, Mike!" Will continues packing up his stuff.

"Will..." (M/N) calls out silently. Will does not respond.

Mike tries for peace, again-- "We want to keep playing, right?" He motions towards Lucas.

"Uh, yeah, totally," Lucas stammers out.

"We can call the girls afterwards."

"I said FORGET IT, Mike, okay?" Will yells, turning towards him. Mike looks back at him, but doesn't respond. "I'm going home." Will heads towards the stairs.

"Come on, Will!" Will shoves past Lucas and exits up the stairs.

It's quiet for a moment, then (M/N) sighs and follows after him. "Good job, guys," he murmurs as he passes Lucas and Mike.

Lucas sighs in exasperation and sits down. Mike follows Will and (M/N).

The rain pours heavily onto the ground as Will, (M/N), and Mike exit the front door.

"Will, come on," Mike pleads. "You can't leave, it's raining."

Will doesn't respond.

"Listen, I said I was sorry, alright? It's a cool campaign--"

"Really cool!" (M/N) adds.

"--we're just not in the mood right now."

Will turns around. "Yeah, Mike, that's the problem. You guys are never in the mood anymore. You're ruining our party."

"That's not true!"

"Really? Where's Dustin right now?" Mike looks away guiltily and doesn't respond. "See? You don't know, and you don't even care, and obviously he doesn't either, and I don't blame him. You're destroying everything! And for what? So you can swap spit with some stupid girl?"

"El is not stupid! It's not my fault you don't like girls!" Mike retorts.

The change in atmosphere was instantaneous. The cold realization of just what Mike had said seeped into each teen. It was silent.

Will stared at Mike, his facial expression unreadable. Mike stared back.

"Look... I'm not trying to be a jerk, okay?" Mike's voice had softened. "But we're not kids anymore. I mean-- what did you think? That we were never going to get girlfriends? That we were just going to sit in my basement and play games for the rest of our lives?"

"Yeah," Will sniffs, "Maybe I did. I really did."

Will hops onto his bike and takes off down the road. (M/N) scrambles towards his bike.

"Nice going, Wheeler. Mentioning the thing he's sensitive about." (M/N) takes off after Will.

"Will? (M/N)? Guys, come on!" Mike calls after them.

By the time (M/N) had caught up with Will, both Will and him were soaked.

"Will?" (M/N) called out, approaching Will's fort in the woods.

"What do you want?" a small voice called out from the fort.

(M/N) didn't respond, instead choosing to enter the fort. He pushed his wet hair out of his eyes and sat down next to Will. All was quiet, except for the pouring rain.

"Do you want to talk about it?" (M/N) asked quietly, looking over to his friend. Will shook his head no. (M/N) scooted closer, and whispered. "Do you want a hug?" Will hesitated, but nodded.

(M/N), despite being soaked, wrapped an arm around the smaller boy's frame and pulled him close. Will responded by leaning his head onto his shoulder.

Will looked down at the photos in his hand, but threw them into a corner of the fort, soon forgotten.

"You know Mike and Lucas didn't mean to make you upset, yeah?" (M/N) murmured, rubbing Will's arm soothingly and leaning his head on top of Will's.

"I know," Will mumbled back.

"You didn't do anything wrong, either."

"I know." Will snuggled closer into the boy next to him. "I did't think he'd bring it up, though," he mumbled.

"Bring what up?"

"That I... y'know... don't like girls."

"I mean, it's not his fault you don't like girls, but it's not yours either. There was no reason for him to bring it up," (M/N) responded. "Honestly-- the audacity..." (M/N) paused. "But on the topic of that, I suppose there's something I should tell you."

Will waited for (M/N) to finish, but he never did. Will pulled back and made eye contact with (M/N).

"(M/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"What were you going to tell me?"

"Will..." (M/N) paused again. He crawled towards to him, pushing him slowly towards the ground and straddling him. "I..." He mumbled something.

"What?" Will asked, breathlessly. He had never been this close to another boy before.

(M/N) leaned down to his ear and whispered. "I don't like girls, either."

Will could feel (M/N)'s breath on his neck, and he could feel it leave his neck when (M/N) leaned back. He sat up quickly, almost smacking his head against (M/N)'s.

"(M/N)," he called out softly.

"Will," (M/N) whispered, eyeing his lips.

"I think I like you."

(M/N) smiled lightly and cupped Will's face with his hands. He leaned in slowly, watching as Will, mesmerized, followed his lead. "Can I kiss you, Will?"

Will nodded breathlessly, his eye lids fluttering close. (M/N) closed his eyes and met Will's lips with his own.

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Fandom: Stranger Things Pairing: Will Byers x Male!Reader Pronouns: He/Him Relationship: Romantic Occupation: Student Ability: N/A

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[M/N]: Male Name [L/N]: Last Name [N/N]: Nickname [H/C]: Hair Color [E/C]: Eye Color

Warnings: bullying, vulgar language, blood

“Get him out! Get him out!”

“Strike him!”

“Shoot for a home run!”

“Get the win!”

Being the last batter for a really important baseball game puts a lot on your shoulders, especially when you’re the up and rising star of your team while representing your school. He takes a deep breath, tensing his muscles while tightening his grip on his baseball bat. Himself and the pitcher never broke eye contact, that pitcher was out for blood and he was going to make sure he didn’t give it to him. He licked his lips, taking a deep breath when he saw the pitcher finally get ready to throw the ball. He blocked out all the cheering as he focused on the ball hurdling towards him, when it was finally inches away from him he slammed his foot on the ground and let out a grunt, swinging the bat and upon contact with the ball, he managed to send it flying out of the field. He didn’t fight down the huge grin that stretched across his face when he sent that ball flying, letting out his own cheer as he threw down his bat and ran to each base.

“And there you have it folks, Lenora Hills High have won against their rivalling team for the first time in nearly a decade! And all thanks to their new rising star, [M/N] [L/N] who granted them their winning home run!” by the time he returned back to home base, he was greeted by his team and school huddling around him, grabbing a hold of him and lifting him up.

“That’s our [M/N]!”

“Way to go!”

“You did it, [M/N]!” he just laughed as they threw him up and down before finally letting him down, grabbing their jug of water and pouring it on him. He usually would have yelled at them for doing that but it felt refreshing on his hot and sweaty body, he took his helmet off and threw his head back, running a hand through his sweaty hair but grinned nonetheless and threw his fist into the air. After the game he was met with bustling students and parents congratulating him for getting the winning shot, he smiled and thanked them and was approaching his pick up truck but was stopped by a familiar face.

“H-Hey, [M/N]!” turning to see who it was, he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of one of the Byers siblings “Congrats on the win.” his smile grew at his words, he readjusted the shoulder strap of his duffel bag and approached him.

“Thanks, Will. Did you see my swing? I’ve been putting a lot of effort into my swings as of lately.” the Indiana boy nodded his head, his face lighting up as he waved his hands around.

“Yeah, I was watching from the crowd! It was pretty tense, but I knew you’d get it.” [M/N] chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully “Um, now that you’re here, I was wondering if you wanted to come to the after party with my lot.” Will tensed up when he saw [M/N] point over to the boys who were jumping into his truck while hooting and hollering.

“Come on dude! Lets get going!” he laughed and waved at them to wait.

“Gimme a sec, alright.” they groan but do, [M/N] then glanced at Will again and give him a hopeful look “So? Will you come?” he inhaled sharply, raising his hand to rub his arm.

“I-I’d love too, but I—”

“Will! We gotta go man, come on!” they both glance over and saw the eldest Byers, Johnathan, waving his brother over while his sister Jane and their friend Argyle sat in the van “Mum wants us home, like, right now.” Will closed his eyes in disappointment as he turned back to look at [M/N], who looked just as disappointed but he chuckled softly.

“Ah, that’s a bit of a shame, but it can’t be helped.” he murmured softly “I guess I’ll see you at school next week?” he asked, Will nodded his head.

“Y-Yeah, totally.” [M/N] smiled and sent the brunette a wink, causing him to fluster. [M/N] found the reaction adorable but latter groaned when he heard his friends shouting at him to hurry up, he waved Will goodbye then finally went back to his truck, chucking his shit at his passenger “See you later, [M/N]!” he exclaimed, this caused the [H/C] boy to grin and wave him goodbye before he turned on his radio and drove off with his friends and himself screaming to the top of their lungs to the music.

“Will.” he jumped at the call of his name, turning around, he saw Johnathan giving him a look “You good?” he nervously nodded his head.

“Y-Yeah, I’m spectacular.” Johnathan nods his head slowly.

“Yeah…”

Will couldn’t explain when his attraction towards [M/N] [L/N] first arose. Maybe it was because he was different in comparison to the other students of Lenora Hills High School. He was apart of the popular crowd, and how could he not be? He was gorgeous, athletic, smart and did I mention nice? It happened when Angela was bullying Eleven, there wasn’t much he could do to stop it because he didn’t have that kind of presence to do anything about it, but that was when [M/N] appeared. He didn’t hesitate to put Angela in her place, giving her a clean smack across the back of her head and sternly telling her not to bully poor little Eleven. Without a doubt, despite the both of them being sophomores, they were already declared to be the next King and Queen of the school.

Anyways, [M/N] just had Will swooning. He always stuck up for him and Eleven, he was always so nice to them and the way he would always send a smile his direction, how could he not fall deeper? But the moment he asked if they could be friends, gosh, he was over the moon. He wished things could’ve worked out with Mike, he wished he had to courage to tell Mike his feelings, but he knew they wouldn’t be reciprocated, Mike already had El and he knew he had to move on. Now his eyes were on the boy that every girl had a crush on, god, he was fucking doomed. He was cursed for crushing on the wrong people, Mike was taken and [M/N] was wanted by everyone. Maybe he was making a mistake for falling in love with the most popular guy in school, maybe he was better off digging himself a hole and burying himself—

“Will!” he jumped, slamming his locker door closed then turning to see [M/N] waving his friends off then jog over to where he was “Hey man, how was your weekend?” Will waved his hand.

“Oh, you know, same old, same old. I wouldn’t say anything exciting happened, but, you know?” he laughed nervously, this caused [M/N] to chuckle softly while running a hand through his hair.

“I get it, it’s still a shame you couldn’t come to the after party, would have loved it if you were there.” ah, there he goes again saying stuff that makes his heart flutter “We couldn’t do anything too chaotic, but we had fun nonetheless. Maybe I should win our next game, then maybe you’ll be able to attend the after party with me.” Will snorts softly, punching his arm.

“Don’t go getting arrogant, [M/N], that’ll cost you the win.”

“Haa, you’re right.” he then leaned back a little so that he was standing on the heels of his feet, a slight flush rising to his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck once more “Actually, I was wondering if you were busy this weekend? I was hoping we could, um, hangout?” how badly Will wanted to say yes, this was a chance for him to get closer to [M/N] that wasn’t simply over help with schoolwork and actually hanging out with his crush, but he couldn’t.

“I’m sorry, [M/N], but I can’t.” this caused him to deflate.

“Well, why not?” he gave him a sheepish grin, now rubbing the back of his own neck.

“My friend, from Indiana, he’s coming here to visit my sister and I.” [M/N]’s shoulders relaxed a little, looking up in thought to remember the friend Will was referring to.

“Oh… right, Mike Wheeler, right? I remember you mentioning him in w passing conversation.” he then lets out a huff, kicking his feet like child “Then I guess it’s alright, wouldn’t want your friend feeling lonely while in a completely different state.”

“Right.” [M/N] then let out a grunt when someone elbowing him, he gave them a soft glare when he saw that it was his friends coming to collect him.

“Come on, dude. We’ve got math first, and that’s on the other side of the building. I don’t want to be late because you were too business talking to Byers, let’s go.” he scoffs and kicks them in the back of their leg, this caused them to stumble forward but they managed to catch themself and laugh as they scurried away, he shook his head.

“Well, duty calls. I’ll see you later?” Will nods.

“Yeah, see you later.” [M/N] nods with a grin then runs off to catch up with his friends, when he was finally alone, he let out a deep sigh as he collapsed onto his locker and probably would have slid down it if there weren’t people around him. He silently cursed in the back of his head, if only Mike was coming a week later then maybe he could have the chance to be with [M/N] “Dammit.” [M/N] himself curses under his breath, walking beside his friends to their class.

“Do you think I’m being pushy? Every time I’ve tried to ask him to hang out, he’s always got an excuse.” his friend let out a groan, slapping a hand onto their face and dragging it down.

“Dude, you’re overthinking it. You said his friend is visiting from Hawkins, right? That run down little town out in the middle of the sticks? A friend that he hasn’t seen for about a year?” he nods his head “Then let the guy see him, man. You’re acting like a boyfriend who’s upset that his girlfriend is meeting a childhood friend, who is a boy, after a long time and worried that he’s going to steal your girlfriend.” he immediately grows flustered, the tips of his ears turning red as he smacked his arm.

“I am not.” he sneers, this earned an eye roll.

“Are too, mister drama queen.” [M/N] sighed and continued to walk to math class, rubbing his face when the blush on his face continued to color his cheeks.

The moment [M/N] saw Will Byers, gosh, to him it was like love at first sight. He knew that it was wrong for a boy himself to fall in love with another boy, but his heart would not beat for another. It was during the beginning of their sophomore year and he saw Angela picking on the quiet but sweet girl of Hawkins who had recently moved to Lenora Hills, he quickly disciplined Angela and comforted the new girl, but then his gaze went to the brunette that was her brother. Will Byers, a soul just as sweet and had him melting. He was always on the back of his mind that he couldn’t just ignore anymore, so he asked if they could be friends, he was internally screaming when he said yes. He took every chance he could to be with him, whether that be lying that he needed help with his schoolwork that he had to come over to his house so they could study, he was basically a regular in the Byers household. He was odd and it certainly was creepy, but he just wanted to be as close to Will as he could.

Before he knew it it was already lunch and he was being dragged out of class by his friends, he laughed as they threw him onto his feet and he bounced a little before finding his footing. Being apart of the popular crowd, [M/N] was greeted by many students and he politely greeted them back, not being a fan of being rude to people. Because of this [M/N] was generally liked by both students and teachers, and so here he was sitting at a table with various people fighting to sit with him, but of course his friends always got dibs to sit at his table. He was in the midst of eating his food but his eyes continuously scanned the cafeteria, one of his friends noticed so they let out a sigh and smacked him in the back of the head, this caused him to spit out some of his food and let out a yelp from the pain.

“Dude, what the fuck?” another friend that sat across from him gave him a incredulous expression.

“Yeah dude, what the fuck? He spat his food on me!” he groaned, face scrunching up in disgust at the bits of food on his jacket, causing a few of them to snicker, the one that smacked him rolled his eyes.

“You’re so obvious.” [M/N] cleared his throat, looking at him in confusion.

“What are you talking about?” he scoffed softly, [M/N] raised a brow when he passed him a note, he eyed it before sitting up straight and taking it from his hand. His friend side eyed him and sighed softly when he saw that scared reaction, [M/N] was trembling as a look of panic could be seen in his eyes.

’I know you’ve got a thing for that Byers guy.’

”W-What…?” he could tell that [M/N] was trying not to break down and make a scene so he reached over and grabbed the note, crumbling it up and tucking it into his pocket, this made him look up at him with the same scared expression.

“You’re so obvious.” he repeats “If you thought I, your best friend since we were toddlers, wouldn’t notice, I’d have to kick your ass.” [M/N] glanced around at the others, who surprisingly didn’t notice what was happening between the two of them, and gave him a cautious look.

“You’re not… grossed out?” this caused him to roll his eyes.

“No. I’m more upset over the fact that you thought I wouldn’t accept you, you’re my bro, and I care more about being your best friend than your goddamn preference.” [M/N] would probably start crying if he wasn’t in the middle of the cafeteria, he wipes his eyes with his forearm whilst his friend gently rubbed his back.

“You’re a true bro.” he chuckled.

“I know, and don’t you forget it.” his eyes then lingered up and his lips curved into a smirk at who he saw, so he grabbed [M/N] by the back of his neck and pulled him up “And look who just came walking in~” he cooed, snickering softly when he saw that lovesick gaze [M/N] always had on his face when Will Byers came into view.

“Do you think he’ll sit with us?” he questioned.

“Doubt it.” [M/N] slumps on disappointment “You know he always sits with his sister, doesn’t want her being alone. And if you try and invite her over in hopes of getting him to join us, she’ll be uncomfortable because I’m pretty sure half of the people here have taken part in tormenting her.” he slumps even more.

“You’re right.”

“I know I’m right, I’m always right.”

“You are.” he grumbles under his breath, he then briefly glanced at Will again and lights up when their eyes meet. He happily waved his hand to greet him with a big smile, his smile only growing brighter when Will mirrored his expression and returned the gesture before turning to sit with his sister, [M/N] then sat back down in his seat with a look of content but it dropped when he could feel his friends gaze on him “Stop looking at me like that.”

“You’re gay.” he whispered quietly, he laughed sarcastically before throwing macaroni in his face, causing the others to laugh.

“Thanks for pointing out the obvious, genius.” he winked.

[time skip: roller shaking rink]

If Will wasn’t already having a pretty awful day, it just got worse. He thought he’d be happy to see Mike when he got to California, he thought they’d get to talk like they used to when they were kids still living in Hawkins, but he’s been too busy oogling Eleven to even hold a conversation with him. What makes matters worse is that she’s been lying to him ever since they’ve got there, saying things about being friends with the same people who has been bullying her and going to that roller skating rink to the point she forgot an important detail. It sucked being the third wheel, watching as Mike and El held hands as they skated around while he lingered in the back and watched in dismay as they looked happy while he was forgotten.

’Maybe I was better off taking up [M/N]’s offer to hang out then being stuck being the third wheel.’ he thought to himself, just the thought of the [H/C] boy made him smile but he frowned when he knew that it was already too late and since he was already here he was just going to have to suck it up until six when Jonathan and Argyle came back to pick them up ’At this point I don’t even know why I’m here.’ he grumbled, pinching the bridge of his noise as Mike and El blubbered on about something, not that he was listening, but he was completely unaware of that fact he was being stared at.

“No fucking way…” a voice muttered, he hears a slurp but didn’t pay it any mind as the owner of the obnoxious slurping came to a rolling stop beside him.

“What’s the matter?” ‘twas [M/N] holding two large cups of soda in his hands, he sniffled as he took another huge gulp from his drink while his friend tore his gaze away from the bored Byers to stare up at his friend “Did you see someone, dude?” he rolled his eyes, grabbing [M/N] by the jaw and turning his head in the direction he was staring in.

“Yeah, the guy that rejected you.” he furrowed his brows at that and tried searching to see who he could be talking about before freezing up when he saw Will, he probably would have crushed the drinks in his hands if his friend let him go “His sister is here too, along with some guy with god awful taste in fashion.” at this, they both cringed at what the guy was wearing.

“It must be that Mike Wheeler kid he talks about.” his friend glanced up at him once more, noticing the way he was fidgeting as he stared at Will.

“You gonna go over there and say hello, or are you gonna stay here gawking like a fish?” [M/N] swallowed thickly, his grip on both drinks growing tighter before he let out a sigh and relaxed.

“Nah, he’s with his friend. I think I’d be intruding if I just suddenly went over there. Let’s go, the others are waiting for us.” his friend nodded and was going to leave it at that, they both turned away and planned on skating away but he stopped when he saw that familiar looking blonde making her way over to where the Byers siblings and their friend were.

“Wait.” [M/N] does and looks over at him in confusion “We’ve got trouble.” he hums then glanced back over to see what he was talking about before visibly getting angry at the sight of Angela approaching the three with her goonies following closely behind her.

“Get the boys, I’ll deal with her.” he snarled out and proceeded to skate over to the table.

“[M/N], what are you— you better not hit her!” this caused him to laugh.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” [M/N] wouldn’t publicly punch Angela in the face, without any context he just looks like an asshole, but he’s got a plan to humiliate her without looking like a douchebag… well, he’ll look like a douchebag if it was an accidental regardless. He popped off the cup covers and sped up a little, this was going to hurt a bit, the moment he was close enough he purposefully tripped up, causing the drinks in his hands to spill all over the poor unexpecting soul.

“Oh my god!” she screamed out, feeling the soda drench her completely “What the hell is wrong with you?!” she exclaimed, everyone in attendance to witness what happened were in shock, [M/N] stifled a chuckle as he pulled himself onto his feet while Angela’s friends comforted her.

“Oh man, I am just so sorry, I’m still quite new when it comes to skating.” Jane felt a sense of comfort when she saw [M/N], smiling softly when she felt him place his hand on top of her head and ruffle it around while giving Angela a smug grin when she turned and glared at him “Accidents happen, you know?” his grin grew bigger when she grew agitated while a few of her friends took a step forward.

“Man, you’re such a clutz, [M/N]! Why can’t you be good at skating like you are with baseball!” he let out a soft grunt when his friend appeared behind him, slapping a hand on his back with a laugh, Angela and her friends backed down when [M/N]’s friend group appeared and gave him threatening smiles “Forgive him, he’s still learning.” Angela growled, hand closing into a tight fist before glaring at the both of them.

“This isn’t over.” with that she skated away, [M/N] let out a breath before smacking his friend in the arm.

“Still learning? Dude! Nice one, didn’t you face plant not too long ago?” this caused him to make a face.

“Now let’s not get arrogant here.” [M/N] rolled his eyes, he then looked at the residents of the table and grinned, waving his hand to greet them.

“Hey Jane, hi Will!” he said happily, the Byers siblings returned the greeting with a happy wave of their own, he then glanced over at the ravenette and gave him a confused expression “And hello… Mike, was it?” he gave an awkward wave of his own, Jane stood to her feet and grabbed his hands while gesturing with her other to Mike.

“Yes, this is Mike! He is my boyfriend.” this caused a few of them to be surprised, a few of his friends whistled.

“Wow, little miss pretty has herself a boyfriend? Never would have guessed.” this earned him a smack behind the head.

“Stop it.” Jane giggled softly, always appreciating it when [M/N] reprimanded his friends from making offhanded comments “Will told me how he was coming down from Indiana, you two must be really happy that he’s here after not seeing him in a long time.” Jane nodded her head, [M/N] glanced at Will and noticed he didn’t look as enthusiastic as his sister.

“Yeah, totally.” [M/N] and his friends noticed Will’s less than thrilled response and glanced at each other, his friends spare each other a glance and nod in unison before one of them wrap an arm around [M/N]’s shoulder and pull him in, causing him to look at them in confusion.

“Well, why don’t we leave the lovebirds alone to catch up?” he suggested then glanced at Will, who flinched when all eyes were on him “Hey Byers, why don’t you join us? Don’t want you being stuck as the third wheel!” Will looked a little hesitant but he didn’t even get a choice when they grabbed him out of the booth and started pushing him away, he couldn’t even stop them even if he could because of the skates.

“Have fun you two!” they exclaimed, [M/N] was confused at to what they were doing and was going to question them but froze up when they pushed both him and Will together and into the skating ring. He glared back at them with a bright red face but it dropped when he saw all of them giving him encouraging looks followed with thumbs up, one of them grinned as they leaned against the barrier and continued to watch [M/N] panic as he held Will from evidently falling over.

“He’s gay, right?” one of them questioned, another nodded.

“Oh, totally! Without a doubt.” they each share a laugh and place bets to see if anything will happen before the day was over, now back to the two, [M/N] was apologising profusely for putting Will on the spot like they did while untangling himself off of the poor boy.

“I’m so sorry, Will! I don’t know what’s wrong with them.” a soft blush settled on his cheeks when Will looked up at him with that oh so cute smile on his face.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I get where they were coming from, and it did suck a little being the third wheel back there.” [M/N] gasped softly, bringing a hand up to hover over his mouth.

“No.” Will chuckled at the reaction, nodding his head.

“Yeah, while those two were glued together, I just hung in the background.” [M/N] hummed softly before lightly shoving him with his shoulder and skating ahead of them, Will let out a whoa and quickly caught himself before he fell over then glanced over at [M/N] and saw he had a big grin on his face.

“Well, now you have me! Lets have some fucking fun, Byers!” he cheered, holding his hand out for Will to take. He looked hesitant once more but the way [M/N] had an eager look on his face, his eyes practically begging him to take his hand, how could he possibly refuse. He lets out a laugh and took [M/N]’s hand, laughing even louder when he was pulled towards him and together the two of them spun around before skating a few rounds around the ring then leaving and going over to the arcade. Will watched as [M/N] went over to the game where you had to knock clowns over to rack up points, he grabbed the baseball and tossed it up a few times “I may not be as good as our pitcher, but I’d like to think I’m second best.” he comments, this caused Will to jokingly roll his eyes.

“Your arrogance is showing.” he flushed up when [M/N] winked at him.

“Only for you.” at the end of the game he won a lot of tickets, throwing his fist up with a victorious grin. [M/N] continued to win the games, a few times playing some with Will until they were holding too many tickets that it was ridiculous. They both glance at each other before bursting out into laughter and going over to the ticket stand and trading the tickets for prizes, though in the end they couldn’t think of what to get and gave their winnings to the kid behind them and went over to get some food “You know? I didn’t think I was going to see you today, but I’m glad that I did.” he said, grabbing a few fries and throwing them into his mouth.

“I agree, you made my day a little bit better.” [M/N] grinned at that, as the two of them continued to talk he glanced behind Will and his face scrunched up when he saw his friends from afar making those same encouraging looks along with kissy faces, he wanted to kick their asses. He panicked when Will noticed that [M/N] was staring at something so he turned around to see what it was but his friends luckily ducked down before they could notice, when Will turned to look back at [M/N] he just got an innocent smile on his face “Well, um, I’m really glad I got to spend some time with you.”

“Same! At least you weren’t stuck in between your sister and your friend.” Will had a bittersweet expression on his face.

“I know he just got here and that El— I mean, Jane, is his girlfriend… but I’m his best friend. I wish he talked to me just a little bit longer instead of ignoring me, it really hurt.” [M/N] gave him a sympathetic smile.

“I’m sure things will get better, like you said, he’s your best friend! I’m sure things will get better before you know it.” he reassured, this caused Will to smile.

“Thanks, I really appreciate it.” he nods.

“Anytime.” they stare at each other for a little longer then jump when a hand suddenly slammed down on their table, they then glance up at the owner and [M/N] couldn’t help but grimace a little when he saw that it was none other than Mike Wheeler.

“There you are, Will! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” he then gestured with his hand for him to stand up “I need to talk to you about something, so can we go?” Will pulled a face and looked at [M/N], he looked just as saddened but gestured for him to go.

“Don’t leave the guy waiting! I’ll be right here if you come back.” Will smiled before leaving, the moment Will was out of sight he let out a breath he was holding in and slumped into the seat, not even moments later his friends arrived and took over the booth.

“Well that was a disaster.” one of them said, a few of the other eating the food that was forgotten “You should have seen the way that Indiana guy was staring at you, dude. We were watching for a long time and that guy was giving you a dirty look.” another then dramatically held a hand to his forehead and fell back, one having to catch him before falling onto the ground.

“He must’ve been jealous that he was replaced and couldn’t stand the thought of his friend talking to a much better looking, well dressed, and friendly guy that isn’t him.” [M/N] rolled his eyes, grabbing his drink and taking a long slurp from it “We’re being serious, [M/N]. That guy definitely didn’t like the fact that you were with Byers, man.”

“You should shoot your shot.” this caused [M/N] to glare at the one friend he knew that knew about his sexuality, before he could say anything, he raised his hands and gestured to the lot of them.

“Dude, like I said, you’re so obvious.” he glanced at the others and saw they were all nodding their heads “Why do you think we were encouraging you that whole time, dumbass?” they all laugh when his head fell and thumped against the table.

“We’re your ultimate wingmen, trust us.” their heads shoot up when they all hear shouting, they look over and saw a crowd forming so they scramble to their feet and rush over, and there they saw Angela’s face bleeding due to the fact that Jane had hit her with a skate “Holy shit!”

“You go Byers!” [M/N] shakes his head.

“Now’s not the time.” “Sorry.” he shakes his head, he then glanced over at the siblings and saw they both had a panicked look on their faces before rushing away “Well that was anticlimactic, I didn’t expect her to do that.”

“Well what can you do? After all that torment that bitch has put her through, I was wondering how long it was going to take until she finally snapped.” he then claps his hands “Good for her, the wrong way of standing up for herself, but good for her.”

“Stop it.” [time skip: later at night]

Today was just a fucking disaster. Will collapsed onto his bed and let out an exhausted sigh, if he thought the day couldn’t get any worse, he should probably shut the fuck up at that point. All was going swell when he was with [M/N], he had fun and it felt nice to be included, even more so being so close to the guy that made his stomach do flips. Mike had to ruin the moment but let it slide when he realised that Angela came back for revenge and evidently humiliated El before running off, Mike only coming to find him to help him find El. What made matters worse was when El slammed the roller skate into Angela’s face and it started bleeding profusely, god, he needed a break. He pressed the soles of his hands into his eyes and twisted slightly, dragging his hands down his face then throwing his arms open.

“What a disaster.” he closed his eyes and let his body relax into the bed, growing slightly irritated when he heard a subtle tapping, he lifts himself and glared over at the window. It stopped when he looked over at it so he let his body fall back onto the bed but not even a second passes when the tapping returns so he jumps off his bed and marches over to his window, ready to punch it but froze up when he saw that it was [M/N], who lit up upon sight.

“Will!” his voice was muffled through the glass but he definitely heard it as the boy waved his hand “Hi.” he shook his head with a laugh and opened the window.

“What are you doing here? It’s late.” he holds his hand up in a gesture for him to wait so he does with a slight giggle, watching as he ducked down to get something before shooting up with something in his hand. Will looked at in confusion then let out a sputter of words when [M/N] pushed it into his hands, he chuckled when he saw the excited look on his face “What is this?”

“It’s a gift. It’s for you.” Will furrowed his brows in confusion, a gift? He was going to question him again but [M/N] gestured for him to open it “Go on, open it!” [M/N] reminded him of a child on Christmas Day, so he just shrugged his shoulders and opened the nicely wrapped gift. He raised his brow in confusion at the sight of a box that was close shut by two latches, he looked at [M/N] and saw the eagerness in his eyes as he nodded at him for him to open it, so he did with a shrug. His eyes widened in shock at what he saw was inside, he couldn’t believe it as he lowered the lid to look at [M/N].

“I-Is this…?” he smiled and sheepishly shrugged.

“An oil color box set? Yeah, it took awhile to find this specific one, and it was really expensive as well, but what’s a few weeks allowance can’t do?” Will was at a loss for words, stuttering out a few that he managed to say as tears threatened to spill from his eyes “I remembered you saying that you were looking for one so you could paint while you were out, so I thought I would get you one and save you the trouble.” Will sniffled, raising a hand to rub at his eyes.

“But why? Why did you get this for me?” [M/N] looked at him in confusion, scoffing softly but realised that Will was serious,.

“Dude, Will… it’s your birthday.” Will couldn’t help but gasp softly at that, he completely forgot that it was his birthday, but that also meant that everyone else forgot about his birthday. He got a little bitter at that but what made it better was the fact that [M/N] remembered. A guy that he met in California, a guy that he told the date of his birth once and he remembered, a guy that was so popular that he was sure would forget, but he didn’t. He remembered and he even got him a gift. He then remembered to the start of that week that he tried inviting Will out to hangout, was he inviting him out for his birthday? “I don’t know what’s going on in your life right now, Will, but I hope you know I’m here for you. Happy birthday, Will.” he couldn’t remember what happened, what was going on in his mind for him to react the way he did, but he pushed the gift to the side and grabbed [M/N] by the collar of his shirt and yank him up. [M/N] let out a whoa, hands planting down on the windowsill to stabilise himself then let out a muffled gasp when Will pulled him into a kiss. He stared down at their connected lips in shock then his gaze fell upon Will’s eyes when he pulled away, a look of disbelief as they stared at each other.

…

… “Oh my god, what have I done?” Will muttered, still holding [M/N] by the collar of his shirt as he looked away, not noticing the lovesick smile that grace his lips as he let him go, letting the boy slump against the windowsill. All sorts of thoughts were circulating through his mind, thinking that he possibly ruined the best friendship he had in California forever and that he was going to lose a friend that meant the world to him and also the love of his life. He hadn’t even noticed [M/N] pull himself up until he was yanked forward, [M/N] having reach forward to grab Will by his cheeks and pull him into another kiss, this time, he was making sure Will felt that the kiss he gave him wasn’t one sided. When they finally pulled away, they stared into each other’s eyes before laughing.

“Will?” said boy let out a gasp and shoved [M/N] back and slammed his window shut, grimacing when he heard a loud thud followed by an oof and grunt but he ignored it as his mother opened the door to his room “Are you okay in here? I heard you pacing.” he gave his mother a reassuring smile, waving his hands to dismiss her.

“Yeah, I’m fine! Don’t worry about it, mum.” she gave Will a soft smile, blowing him a kiss before closing the door when she left. He waited until he couldn’t hear her footsteps anymore before turning around and throwing his window open and peeking out, he giggled to himself when he saw [M/N] wearing the biggest grin on his face as he covered his eyes with his hands “Are you okay?” [M/N] pushed himself up by his hands and gave Will a dopey grin.

“Am I okay? I’m fan-fucking-tastic!” he covered his mouth when Will shushed him for being loud, he quickly stood to his feet and returned to where Will was resting his folding arms on the windowsill and smiled “I can finally tell you that I’m in love with you. Your response?” Will laughs, pressing a hand to his cheek.

“I love you too.” they’re both smiling to the point it hurts, Will throws his arms around [M/N]’s neck and pulls him up into a hug, to which the latter reaches up and wraps an arm around his head as his other arm held the windowsill. When they pull away, [M/N] and Will stare into each other’s eyes once more and share a short and tender kiss, [M/N] winks and Will giggles. “I’ll see you at school next week?” Will bites his lip, glancing back towards his door then back at [M/N].

“Do you want to stop by tomorrow? I’d love to spend some time with you.” he whispered the last part to himself but it didn’t fall to deaf ears because this earned him another peck on the lips, he looked at [M/N] and saw him grinning as he nodded his head.

“Yeah, I’ll totally stop by tomorrow!” he cheered “I’ll see you tomorrow!” he takes a step back but accidentally trips and falls back, Will leaned forward to see if he was okay but giggled instead when [M/N] shot back up but had a few leaves and twigs in his hair, but he didn’t mind it and waved his hand goodbye,

“Goodnight, [M/N].”

“Goodnight, Will.” he blows him a kiss followed by a wink, to which Will blushed but didn’t hesitate to catch the kiss. The moment Will pulled himself back into his room and close the window [M/N] let out a cheer as he threw his fists in the air, running back to his truck with an extra skip in his step “He said he loved me!” he shouts, he then heard cheering from his truck and saw his friends cheering for his accomplishment.

“Nice one, [M/N]!”

“Another win for you!”

Headcanons:

[m/n] is so in love with will that his friends have to tape his mouth shut if they don’t want to hear him talking about will this, or will that. it gets annoying.

the guys love will, don’t get me wrong, they just hate [m/n] for making the conversation all about his boyfriend. he’s in a relationship, they get it. no need to shove it down their throats with every chance he gets.

[m/n] told will that his friends know that they’re dating.

he was a little on edge to know that will wasn’t, well, straight.

[m/n] reassured him that they were cool, I mean, it was because of them they basically got to have a date back at the roller skating ring.

it made will feel happy to be accepted by a large number a guys.

it makes him even more happy that they’re happy [m/n]’s happy with someone that makes him feel the way he does. they tell will they’ve got his back if he ever needs it.

[m/n] more than once has will wearing his lettermen jacket, regardless of what people say.

will refused to wear it the first few times [m/n] asked him to wear it but was forced to wear it when [m/n] threw it at his face and ran away before will could give it back.

now [m/n] doesn’t get it back unless there’s a game.

totally worth it.

will totally shows up to [m/n] and his teams practices and their games. they all appreciate his attendance and whenever he’s there, they’re all at that a-game.

when [m/n] sees will in the crowd, especially if he’s wearing his jacket, it’s already over for the rivalling team.

he’s all the motivation they need.

will is totally their number one supporter.

jane noticed will has been happier as well, and without asking she already knew it had something to do with [m/n].

she saw the way will would look at [m/n]. he had that look in his eyes that sparkled whenever the boy was in the same room they were in or if he was brought up in a conversation.

she might have accidentally caught the a few times together when will would sneak him in through the window so they could relax together or will would be sneaking out or back in from wherever [m/n] took him.

they had a sibling agreement to never bring this up.

joyce and jonathan had also noticed that will had being going out more and more.

they’d question him where he was going but fall short when they saw that oh so familiar lettermen jacket along with the sound of a honk.

peering out the window, there they saw their will rushing over to [m/n]’s pickup truck so the two of them can go out on a date. of course they don’t know that, but they’re happy will’s going out more.

will totally has [m/n] model for him when painting.

[m/n] blushed when will called him his muse, muttering the word under his breath more than once.

will always shows him what he’s working on and though [m/n] doesn’t have the best knowledge when it comes to art, he always shares his thoughts with will about what he likes about it.

will appreciated it.

together, the two of them are just so in love.

[m/n] doesn’t waste a second to show how committed he is to this relationship, always showering will in all the love his soul could pour out until he knew that will knew the extent he was willing to go to just to get a point across.

will also wanted to show [m/n] that what he felt for him couldn’t easily be replaced, that the only thing on his mind whenever they were together were the endless thoughts of how deeply in love he was with [m/n].

the two of them made it obvious that they were meant to be.

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teaaagan · 1 year

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Me trying to read a male reader x male character.

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kingofjohto · 2 years

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Pairing: Will Byers X Male!Reader

Description: after wasting away in your house all summer, you finally got an excuse to get out of the house. Your boyfriend needed you…. To bake a cake? Though you felt a little excluded before, your interactions and time spent with the party make you realize just how much they care about you.

Word Count: 2.1k

Notes: Homophobia is mentioned, however there is none outwardly expressed. Also, this is part one to another short series of stories I’m going to do(kind of like SIAD and YMMFLAKIACS

They Grow Up Fast, Don’t They?

You let out a sigh as you wasted away at the foot of your bed for what seemed like the longest summer in all of Hawkins. You should consider yourself lucky, seeing as how your house survived the massive Earthquake during spring break, but the was one downside.

“DAMN this ac needs to start working!!” You groaned.

You looked at the T.V. screen as the 6 fans blew wind in your face. You WOULD be volunteering with your family, but you broke your leg fighting a dimensional level threat with your new friends and boyfriend. But instead of being out, you were stuck in a blistering hot house playing Zelda on your NES. You sighed as you sat up, dropping the controller on the ground. You just wished something would happen, someone would need you… and your prayers were answered as the phone rang from downstairs. You quickly scrambled to your feet and tried your best to get to the phone before it stopped ringing.

“Hello?” You asked, winded from the rush.

“Hey Y/n. It’s a code red.” A voice quickly said from the other side.

“Will? What happened? Is it the upside down? Russians? Did someone die? Is everything okay?” You panicked.

“Don’t worry, nothing supernatural.” Will reassured you.

“So? What’s up then?” You asked.

“Mike… dropped the cake. We need to make a new one, asap. And you’re the only person we know that can bake.” Will explained.

“The wedding is tomorrow isn’t it??” You shouted.

“Yeah, it is. But someone just had to drop it.” Will said.

You could hear Mike attempt to defend himself from over the line, but Will simply ignored him.

“So, can you help?” Will asked.

“I would bike over, but my leg, remember?” You reminded.

Suddenly you heard a honk outside. You turned to look through your front window and saw the minivan outside, Jonathan peeking his head out.

“I didn’t have a choice did I?” You sighed.

“Alright, thanks see you byeeeee!” Will quickly hung up.

You sighed at the sudden request, but you were happy anyway. Anything for him. You got your crutch that was leaning against the front door and walked outside. As you shoved your crutch in the middle seat and sat down you saw Nancy in the Front, and Dustin and Eleven in the back.

“Oh, didn’t know everyone would be here.” You said as you buckled in your seatbelt.

“Yeah well, Will said we’d need as much help as we could get.” Jonathan said.

“Well, I hope you’re all ready. We’re gonna bake the hell out of this cake.” You said.

—

“So, do you think this will be enough?” Will asked.

Everyone stood back in anticipation. You looked down at the two boxes of birthday cake mix and 2 eggs. You let out a sigh.

“Right, before we do anything I’m going to assign you all tasks so we can get this done by at least tomorrow.” You said, looking at the group of people sitting around the living room of the Byers new house.

“You probably don't need me then, right?” Max mumbled.

She was still recovering from Vecna's attack. She was blind now, and her broken limbs still had to heal a bit. She had gotten roped into all of this because Will radioed in Lucas while he was visiting her at home, and he convinced her to come along.

“No, I definitely need you Max.” You said, “I need a manager. All I need you to do is yell at Dustin, Lucas and Mike.”

“What!?” Mike exclaimed.

“You three will be preparing. That means getting the kitchen ready, cleaning up the mess from the last cake, and getting everything that we have here ready for the new cake. That also means doing inventory, checking how many cake pans we have and whatever ingredients we have. Take inventory first and make sure we have everything we need, radio in when you know what we need.” You ordered.

“What? How are we supposed to know all that!?” Mike asked, irritated.

You looked around and found a small stack of sticky notes, grabbed it, and quickly scribbled down everything you'd need.

“Here,” you stick the sticky note to his forehead, “That should be everything. The rest of you, c’mon. We got some shopping to do.”

“This is chicken scratch, I can't read this.” Mike said.

“Dusin can!” you shouted as the rest of the group began to follow you out the door.

“Alright, everyone in.” Jonathan said.

Once again Nancy sat in the front, this time Will was sitting next to you in the middle, and Eleven was squished in between Steve and Robin.

—

“Alright, here's what we need to get.” You said, looking at the small list of things you wrote down on the leftover sticky notes, “We need a large cake pan, a small cake pan, a carton of eggs, milk, flour, sugar, and Icing. Everything else Mike found at home.”

“Right, we should split up.” Jonathan said.

“I agree.” Steve said.

You could all sense the tension between them. It was… embarrassing, from an outside perspective.

“Well, how about we go get those eggs Nancy!” Robin said.

“Sure! Have fun boys!” Nancy said, leaving the two of them to their own drama.

“Yeah, El, Y/n and I are gonna go get the cake pans and Icing.” Will said, getting you out of the sticky situation.

The three of you walked up the aisle and made your way to the cookware section.

“Alright, I’ll grab the pans. You guys go get the icing. It should be white buttercream. Also if they have any, some gold or silver colored frosting and some piping bags.” You said.

“Got it. White buttercream, alright let's go El.” Will said.

“Right, let's go.” El replied.

Now, to find the right sized pan…

—

Will and Eleven walked farther and farther away from the cookware aisle, and finally reached the frosting.

“Alright, It should be around here somewhere.” Will said, looking through the strangely large array of frosting colors.

“Um… Will? Can I ask you something?” Eleven asked.

“Yeah, what’s up.” Will replied, still scanning through the icing.

“Well… I just… since Y/n joined the group, you’ve changed.” El said.

Will froze a bit at Eleven's words. The only people who knew were Jonathan, and accidentally Dustin, as he saw the two of you kiss once, as well as Hopper, and by extension Joyce, since Hopper had walked into Will’s room one night to look for a flashlight and found the two of you asleep in each other's arms. Of course, Hopper and Joyce talked to the both of you. They were all supportive, but both Y/n and Will were a bit hesitant to tell anyone else.

“What I mean is… You seem happier now. So I’m happy that we got to meet Y/n” Eleven said.

Will sighed a sigh of relief. But still something lingered on his mind.

“El…” Will began.

“Hm?” Eleven said.

“Me and Y/n. We’re… more than just friends.” Will said.

“But I thought Mike was your best friend?” Eleven responded.

“No!! I mean… we’re more than that too. We’re… we’re boyfriends.” He whispered.

“Oh!” Eleven said.

“Is that a… good oh, or a bad one?” Will asked.

“A good one! I’m happy for both of you.” Eleven said.

Will let out a sigh of relief, “El you have to promise not to tell anyone, not even Mike.” he said.

“Why? Isn’t it good that you guys are dating?” El asked.

“Yeah well, some people don’t like the idea of being different, and two boys dating… that's different.. And they don't tell you if they do or don't, so I need you to promise me not to tell anyone.” Will said in a hushed tone.

“I understand. I’m different too, so I promise you I will keep your secret.” Eleven said.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me.” Will said.

“Now, let's find that… butter-cream icing. Y/n must be waiting for us.” El laughed.

“Heh, right.” Will said.

—

“Took the both of you long enough.” You said sarcastically.

Will and Eleven looked at each other and laughed.

“Wait what's so funny?” You asked.

Will gave you this look, and so did Eleven.

“Wait, does she know?” You asked, enthusiastically.

“Yup.” Will said.

“I'm surprised she didn’t find out sooner considering…”

Will quickly silenced you.

“Hahahah alright lets go meet up with the others.” Will said.

“Whaaat? I was gonna say since she has… you know whats!” You said, holding your hand up to reference her powers.

The three of you laughed and quickly met up with Nancy and Robin who were waiting near the checkout.

“Where’s Jonathan and Steve?” You asked as you walked up to them.

“Probably fighting.” Robin said.

“Ugh, boys.” Robin said, as the two of them ran down the aisle they were in and towards the group.

“Hah! I made it first.” Steve said.

“No you didn’t, I did!” Jonathan argued.

“Both of you got here last. C’mon, lets check out.” Nancy said, grabbing the flour and sugar out of their hands.

—

You grabbed the bag with the cake pans in it as you hurried inside. Hopper and Joyce were gonna be back soon, within the next few hours at least. You had to finish the cake, or you’re all doomed. You all stormed in to see the kitchen… spotless.

“Everything is ready!” Dustin said.

“We even started the oven.” Lucas said with a forced smile.

Mike didn’t say anything.

“Wow, you really whipped them into shape.” You said to Max as the rest of the group got everything together.

“Well, I couldn’t have done it without your encouragement. Thanks for that.” Max said.

“No need to thank me. You’re more a part of this party than I am, so I should be thanking you for accepting me into your group.” you said.

“Anytime.” Max laughed.

“Right, now! Let’s get this cake baked everyone!”

Soon you got everyone to work. Will and Eleven were helping with getting the cakes in the oven, Mike was on dish duty, while Lucas and Dustin tried to glue together the little Bride and Groom figure that had broken on impact. Everyone else was trying to recover what was left of the small flower decorations from the last cake. Once the cakes were finally in the oven, almost everyone had left. The only people left were Nancy and Mike, who had both agreed to stay behind and help since it was Mike who dropped the cake in the first place. Once the cakes were done, you took them out and sat them on the counter to cool, and got the cake stand ready. While the cakes were cooling, Nancy and Jonathan sat at the dinner table while everyone else decided to watch a movie, while you focused on Icing the cake.

—

“Alright! I’m done!” You said.

It was already 11 pm, and Mike and Nancy went home about an hour ago. You just had to get the cake perfect. Will was the only one awake anymore, but he still came over and hugged you.

“Thank you. SO much.” He said as he buried his face in your shoulder.

“You know you don't have to thank me.” You said, kissing him on the forehead.

“I'm sorry we took your whole day.” Will said.

“It’s alright. I wasn’t doing anything anyway. Plus, I called my parents earlier and got permission to stay over for the night. So in the end I got to do something I love, and spend the whole day with someone I love.” you said.

“You’re the best person ever.” He said.

“C’mon. All I did was bake a cake. You were the one that brought everyone together today.” You said.

The two of you stood there, embracing each other for a while, before you decided to sit on the couch and watch a movie together.

—

When Hopper and Joyce got back from their long day out, they were surprised to see you and Will on the couch asleep, with his head on your shoulder and your head resting on top of his, as well as the cake on the counter.

“You know… it's funny.” Joyce whispered to Hopper.

“What is?” Hopper asked.

“It feels like yesterday that Will was telling me he’d never fall in love whenever Nancy and Jonathan were around.” Joyce said, with a loving smile on her face.

“Well… they grow up fast.” Hopper said, thinking back on all the times him and El would sit alone in his cabin, eating eggos and watching old westerns.

“That they do.” Joyce said.

#stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #will byers x reader #will byers #will byers x male reader #will byers x male!reader #stranger things fluff #will byers fluff

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