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“Nah, man,” Lucas shakes his head, leaning back as he snacks on an apple, “he got, like, buff. Do you see his arms?”
Mike does, in fact, see Will’s arms. He has not stopped seeing his arms.
“She definitely sees his arms,” Dustin very unhelpfully points out, waggling his eyebrows, and Mike gets the overwhelming urge to bash his own head in.While volunteering at the Hawkins' help center, it seems like every girl around has a newfound interest in Will Byers, and Mike doesn't know why he feels the way he does.
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Mike is the son of a duchess. The Byers are merchants in the nearby town. As children, they met in the woods, and for seven years they played there together - and fell in love, in the sweet-savage way that children do. When the House of Wheeler was relocated by order of the king, sweet, noble-hearted twelve-year-old Mike tearfully promised he’d come back and marry Will when they were older.
Over ten years pass. They haven’t seen each other since, and Will doesn’t expect to. Until a red-haired swordmaiden from House Wheeler arrives at their doorstep, delivering a letter. It's Mike, Will's childhood sweetheart that he hasn't felt heartbreak for in years, asking if he wants to uphold their childhood promise.
Lonnie is ecstatic. The Byers haven't been doing well, of late, and this could be their out. Will isn't so sure.
But when they arrive to the Wheeler Mansion, they discover another wrinkle: while Mike promised himself to Will over a decade ago, his parents just recently promised him to Elenor Jane of the House of Brenner.
The debate now stands - which promise is more legitimate in the eyes of society and the law?
And more importantly, do either of them still want each other after all this time?Series
- Part 1 of Little Oaths
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13 Feb 2026
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LOVE the style of this fic! it's perfectly fantasy without getting too flowery, so refreshing
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“Did I do something wrong?” Mike questions, mouth twisted in a frown, eyes less wide than they were a few moments ago, sleepiness gone. His arms stay at his sides, although his fingers fiddle with his sleeves. “What did I do wrong?”
Will frowns back. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Mike doesn’t look like he believes him. Will doesn’t blame him. “Then why do you keep leaving?”
The world ends, and then some. Mike and Will find each other again, amidst the debris and distance.
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- Part 1 of fix-its
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Bookmarked by bubblegumbelle
13 Feb 2026
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obsessed as always with moonsooms' byler characterization
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“Do you want to go home?” He questions, leaning close and voice soft, and Will pauses, before nodding again. Mike lets out a breath, and lets his hand press against Will a little more firmly when he starts to sway in place again. “Okay, let’s go.”
Then he looks up and is met with smug faces, and Mike flushes when he realizes his own hypocrisy.
“I don’t talk like that,” Max recalls, voice high-pitched and overly girly and – Mike definitely doesn’t talk like that.
According to everyone in his life, Mike has a voice reserved just for Will. He tries to figure out what that says about him.
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And – that feels awfully revealing, so he adds, “I like the suit.”
Mike brightens, and he’s just a step or two away, now, and Will could reach out and touch him. “I’m glad,” he says, “I was – I was hoping you would.”
“Oh.” Will really wants to kiss him. “Well, I do.”
Mike beams. “Good.”
“Good,” Will echoes, feeling at a loss for what to say, but it doesn’t seem to matter when Mike’s grin only widens, and then his hands are on Will again, like they always seem to be, lately, and Will has no protests when they’re only a few inches away from each other.
Mike has been acting strange, and, if Will didn't know any better, he'd almost think Mike was flirting with him.
Thankfully, he knows better.
Kind of.