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Mike doesn’t say anything. Not at first. Suspended in disbelief, Mike stares down at the weight in his arms, at what was once Will but is now just a body, with wide, unseeing eyes.
And with that realisation, something anguished and animal-like inside Mike tears loose.
This isn’t Will, not anymore.
He screams and screams until his voice gives out, until he’s sobbing soundlessly, shoulders shaking with the force of his tears. Then he hunches over Will’s body and refuses to let anyone take him away from him.
Time drags on, the sun sinking until it disappears behind the horizon. Still, Mike doesn’t let go. It’s only at nightfall, when Mike’s arms have gone numb and he’s trembling from exhaustion, that they manage to pry Will from him.
The sound he makes when Will is lifted from the cradle of his arms is worse than any scream. Mike reaches out instinctively, fingers grasping at the empty air, closing on nothing.
Because there’s nothing left for him to hold.
Will is gone.
Or the fic where Will dies in Mike’s arms…
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16 Aug 2026
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“I was scared,” Mike says abruptly. Will looks up. “To tell you. About the, um, liking guys thing.”
He stares at one of Will’s older drawings on the far wall. It’s the two of them, Mike the Brave and Will the Wise, facing off against some formidable beast. Mentally, he scoffs. He’s never felt less like Mike the Brave than he does right now.
“Not like you’d have reacted badly, obviously. But I felt like I’d missed some kind of metaphorical window, and the longer I didn’t say anything, the harder it felt to bring up. So I just… never did.”
“And that’s why you stopped writing?” Will asks hesitantly.
“It’s part of it,” he admits. “The other part is that I was pretty miserable, and I didn’t want to put that on you.”
After losing touch over the fall semester, Mike comes face-to-face with Will for the first time in months while home for winter break, forcing him to confront a number of things he’d rather avoid. Naturally, they end up sleeping together. Repeatedly.
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06 Aug 2026
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“It’s okay. I know it’s… hard for you.”
“Yeah,” Mike exhales through his mouth. With the way Will is spread out on the bed, his shorts have ridden up on his thighs and it’s making it hard to breathe—Will is all comfortable and unguarded, and Mike can sense more than see the vein running up the side of his knee, along his inner thigh and then even higher up.
Mike’s eyes rest there for a second. He imagines following the scent, his nose pressed to Will’s skin. Pushing the fabric of his shorts out of the way, all the way up to his groin. Burying his teeth just underneath the junction of it, where the skin is softest and the vein pulsing warmest.
Or, Mike returns from the Upside Down changed, with a newfound hunger for blood—Will’s blood, specifically. It’s getting harder and harder to resist.
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26 Jul 2026
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“What exactly does this pact entail, then?”
Mike leans forward very seriously, bringing his face close to Will’s.
“When they make it legal for you to get married, because they will.” He pauses, as if to make sure that Will is listening. Will laughs and nods for him to go on. “And if we’re both still alone and miserable—”
“Wow. Is that the awesome future you’re painting for us on our last night?”
“Shh.” Mike is doing a decent job at staying in character, but the crinkles around his eyes are giving him away. “If we’re both still alone by then… and at least partially miserable. That part’s important,” he continues dramatically, “I’ll marry the shit out of you, William Byers. Deal?”
Or, before heading off to college, Mike and Will make a pact. Fifteen years later, gay marriage is legalized in the state of Massachusetts. These two events are intrinsically linked to one another.
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25 Jul 2026
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“‘S better if you’re here.” Mike leaned forward. Elbows on his knees, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose. “Don’t you think?”
Something about his tone was elusive to Will, like there was a hidden meaning behind his words that he refused to pull the curtain off of.
“I think so,” Will said quietly. He was confused, but he was also completely warm, completely safe. Even just sitting there on the couch with Mike, he was pliant and boneless. Right where he wanted to be. No matter what Mike said, he would agree. Because—well. It was all true, wasn’t it?
New York, 1994. Will is cursed. Because there’s no one else, no matter how hard he tries. There’s only Mike.
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25 Jul 2026