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“Pick up, pick up, pick u—”
“Will Byers speaking. Who’s this?”
“...Will.”
“...”
“Will? Are you—”
“Mike?”
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“Do you want to be my friend?” Mike blurts, forcing himself to say the words before the moment passes. For a second, there is no reply, and Mike is ready to run away in embarrassment. But then–
“Yes.”
Mike's face stretches into a big smile, ear to ear. “I’m Mike,” he says.
“Will,” Will replies.
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“Will?” Mike says, and his hands are slowly making their way under the fabric of Will's shirt, his fingernails lightly grazing his skin, making Will shiver. And it—
It should feel good, to have someone touch him like this. To have someone run their hands over his skin, gentle and kind and desperate all at once, wantingwantingwanting.
But Will is scared. Jesus Christ, he doesn’t think he’s ever been more terrified than he is right now.
Well, he can think of one time.
Or: Will struggles with past trauma, flashbacks, and panic attacks, causing strains in his relationship with Mike and friends. -
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“So why’d you move here?” Miller scoffs. “This place sucks.”
“It’s not that bad,” Will shrugs. “And, um, we moved here because…um, because my mom got a new job. Here.” he clarifies, unnecessarily.
“Cool,” Jodi nods. “What’s her job?”
“Um…” Will hesitates, knowing he can’t really say she works from home, because that would sort of contradict his earlier statement, because, hello, they wouldn't have had to move if that was truly the reason. “She’s…she’s a teacher,” he lies.
“Where?” asks Nicky.
Shit.
“Um—”
“Will?”
Fuck. El.
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just miwi being adorable cuties at a sleepover :)
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Todd isn't feeling well. Good thing Neil is there to take care of him!
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25 Jun 2026
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Neil just couldn’t make sense of why Todd stood out to him so much. It’s not like his dirty blond hair was much more significant than any other college boys’, perhaps a little silkier than the average. And sure, his eyes were blue and felt like they could pierce him from across the room, but Neil thought that was standard for anyone with that shade of cerulean. And it’s not like the smattering of freckles across his nose are that remarkable other than the fact that they brought everything together in a pleasant way.
“Shit,” Neil hisses under his breath, steaming milk frothing over and burning his hand. So much for throwing himself into making Todd’s drink to get his mind off of him.
He tries to keep to his work, but Neil also can’t help but flit his eyes over to the couple studying in the corner more often than not, his chest panging for some reason while admiring how good they looked together. Neil thinks he even catches sight of them playing footsie, not that he was looking that hard.
Or in which it’s 1995 in NYC, Neil is just trying to scrape by as an actor with his barista gig, and there’s this annoyingly attractive regular who has an equally attractive girlfriend, not that Neil cares or anything.
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“I’m fine,” Will mumbled, shutting his eyes tight.
“You’re not fine,” Mike argued. “Here, just let me try.”
Before Will could protest, both of Mike’s thumbs were pressed to the center of his forehead. Will huffed as Mike pressed down, moving his thumbs in a downward motion then back up, and actually—
“Oh,” Will said, “that… kind of helps.”
or: will’s mental link to vecna is causing severe headaches. mike just wants to help.
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13 Apr 2026
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todd stares at his knuckles, unbelieving. they're glistening with the same blood that slowly drips from neil's nose. they're both breathing hard. neil looks at todd, looks at him with eyes like dry pine needles, and something pinches deep inside todd.
he wants to yell at neil, he wants to punch him again. he wants to kiss him so hard he's breathless. their room is so hot. neil smiles, and todd wants to kiss the red off his lips.
OR: after drunkenly making out at a party, neil and todd struggle to know what's worse - the guilt or the desire for more.
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07 Apr 2026
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Todd gently reached over and picked up Neil’s script, careful fingers smoothing over the edges.
“I’ll read it to you.”
Okay. Neil did not expect that at all. His head went completely blank, lips parting and eyes growing huge.
“…Seriously?”
Todd nodded, looking equal parts nervous and determined. “Reading has always helped me feel… safe.” He murmured, eyes fixed to his hands. “At home, I spend all my time reading books in my room, and- it’s like I- uh- disappear to another world. No parents, no Jeffrey, just me and my thoughts, it helps when I’m feeling overwhelmed. So, I’ll read your script out loud, i-if you like. All you have to do is close your eyes and pretend you’re on stage.”
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Neil is sick and sad about missing rehearsals. Todd helps him the best way he can.