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“Mike?” She tries again, her throat bubbling. She hates this. She hates not knowing how to fix things.
More heavy breathing blows through the receiver.A shaky sob.
And a response.
“I’m gay.”
A scared weep rattles into her ear and Nancy’s chest squeezes.
Fuck.
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In the middle of the night, Mike comes out to Nancy over the phone.
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Mike and Will get summer jobs as lifeguards at the Hawkins Community Pool during college break. Will just wants to forget about his first failed relationship. Mike wants to make it an unforgettable summer.
CPR training gets complicated when you're hot for your "straight" best friend and he keeps wanting to practice his mouth-to-mouth technique.
"Should we… practice again?" Mike said finally. "Now?"
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“Fuck you, Mike.”
Will sounds like he really means it. Still, he doesn’t look away from Mike’s lips, as if caught there. Caught between his anger and something else entirely.
Mike swallows, keenly aware of the blood that’s trickled down his face and into his mouth. “Fuck me?”
As it turns out, going to university in a new city doesn't help Mike get over his unresolved feelings for Will. Such is Mike's luck that, when the party reunites in Hawkins for the break, Will seems to be completely over Mike—and he has his extremely likeable boyfriend in tow.
Or, Mike is the kind of drunk who makes out with a guy while pretending he’s his estranged childhood best friend, then realizes his feelings for said friend may not be as straight as he had hoped.
(Title from "Whole Love" by Wilco. Formerly called “Smalltown Boy.”)
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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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Will needs a date to his mom's wedding. Mike volunteers.
“I have an idea,” says Mike.
Ice cubes form in Will’s stomach. “How dangerous is it? Like, should I call Dustin to talk you down, or should I call Nancy to be ready to drive us to the hospital?”
“No,” says Mike, “you can’t tell anyone or it won’t work.”
“Or what won’t work?” Will asks. It’s like picking up a rock you know a spider will be under.
Mike gets up and closes Will’s door. Hopper doesn’t make them keep it open but sometimes Will does anyway, because every now and then lying around alone with Mike on his bed just makes his chest ache too much. If the door is open he can tell himself You can’t do anything right now, someone will see.
Mike leans back against the door. His eyes are lit up with that special maniacal gleam that the Wheelers get right before they do something insane, like when Nancy says, “Then we have to go kill Vecna ourselves,” or whatever. “Take me to the wedding,” says Mike.
“Yeah,” says Will slowly, “you’ll be at the wedding. Obviously.”
“As your date."