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The lights are out, and the laughter dies down from whoever had spoke last, and it’s quiet for a minute, and Will can feel it’s now or never. Which kind of makes him feel like throwing up.
“Mike?” he says quietly, and he can hear Dustin and Lucas’ heads turn on their pillows, “can I tell them now?”
He feels the way Mike kind of freezes for a minute, but he nods, and tells him to go for it. Will finds his hand in the darkness and holds it before he starts:
“So uh. Wow this is kinda harder than I expected, uh. I kind of really like you guys?”
Will can hear more than one sharp inhale, but he keeps going.
“Lucas and Dustin I mean, obviously Mike knows I like him, he’s known a long time, and uh- and Mike likes you guys too. We both really uh.. yeah. So. That’s a thing now. I- we just really wanted to tell you guys.”
It’s Dustin who sits up first, he’s right next to Will, who feels him shift up and flick the lamp on Will’s bedside dresser. Mike feels like his insides have dropped eight floors, and Will’s stomach is starting to hurt. Once the light is on, they all start shifting to sit up and look at each other.
“Are you guys serious right now?” finally, Dustin asks, glancing between all his friends.
Will nods solemnly, and Mike makes out a short ‘friends don’t lie’.
Dustin thinks for a moment, and has some eye-contact conversation with Lucas.
“Okay, I won’t talk for Lucas, but I’ve kinda been head over heels for like, all of you since we met in Mr. Clarke’s class, so this is great news for me? Uh…”
He glances over at Lucas, indicating him to start talking, and looks back at Mike who looks dumbfounded and Will, who has a growing smile on his face that only keeps on growing when Dustin grabs his hand.
“Me and Dustin have talked to Max about this before so I’m allowed to say this; can I please kiss all of you?”
Dustin lets go of Will’s hand and punches Lucas in the arm.
“Dude, you only realized you liked them like six months ago and I’ve been super in love for years and even I didn’t lead with that!”
“You’re just jealous I have better priorities than you!”
“Oh I’m so sorry I wanted to express I was crazy about them before just heading straight to hornytown-”
“Who the fuck says that? Also-”
Thankfully, for everybody in the room, Mike picks up his pillow and whacks them both with it.
“Would you guys shut up? I didn’t even get to answer Lucas,” Mike says, and Lucas, who was not expecting to actually score anything out of his ‘confession’, flushes.
Lucas raises his eyebrows at Mike, waiting for the answer, and Dustin gets a glint in his eye.
“I’m gonna kiss Will before you guys kiss!” He announces, which prompts Will to whip his head to look at him as Dustin kisses him firmly on the mouth while Lucas and Mike complain.
Dustin laughs on Will’s lips as their peanut gallery starts to quiet down, and pulls away to look at Lucas, impish expression still on his face.
Suddenly, Lucas’ eyes go wide and he spins towards Mike, reaching to try and push Dustin away. But he’s too late, and Dustin grabs Mike’s face and smushes it into his. A full four seconds pass and Dustin lets go of him, laughing even more than he was after he’d kissed Will.
“I beat you!” He sing-songs to Lucas, who’s started hitting him with his pillow, “I beat you to kissing both of them!! And you think you’re sooooo smoo- Hey!!! Watch the hair!”
Both boys start pillow fighting, and Will and Mike just both look a little dumbfounded. Will thinks his organs might’ve switched sides during his kiss with Dustin, but he might be okay with that, because he clears his throat loud enough to get the boys next to him to stop hitting each other.
“Lucas, maybe you’d be okay with the second place prize?” He says, trying to come off really slick and cool, and still kind of landing it despite his voice shaking.
Mike has seen Lucas flirt with Max and Dustin before, and he’s always been shockingly charismatic. But maybe that charm comes with time, because apparently the moment he or Will imply they’re gonna kiss him he bluescreens. That’s adorable. Mike kind of wants to smother him, but he might have to settle for kissing him.
He apparently might have to settle for kissing him last, because Will crawls between everybody, sits criss-cross applesauce in front of Lucas, and kisses him really gently. It doesn’t last long though, because Will ends it to fall backwards with his hands over his still-visible, very pink face. Lucas looks awestruck.
Mike gets up off the bed and walks to the other side of Lucas, who looks like he hasn’t even noticed he’s gotten up. He taps him on the shoulder, trying to look suave.
“My turn? I-”
And he doesn’t get to finish, because Lucas knots his fist into Mike’s shirt and pulls so they crash together, sort of harder than he intended to be honest, but it doesn’t matter because now he can say he’s kissed everybody in the room, which he’s been daydreaming about since he put two and two together after he and Dustin got together.
“Holy shit,” he breathes, letting Mike go, and falling back into Dustin’s lap. “I can’t believe we just did that. No, I can’t believe we get to do that! Whenever we want now!”
Mike, who was kind of swaying where Lucas left him, sits down on the edge of the bed.
Will pipes up, face still in his hands, “Please, I barely made it through kissing you both this time, don’t even make me think about next time yet.”
Dustin grins.
“I could make you think about it right now, if you wanted,” he says slyly, and Will presses his hands to his face harder and giggles frantically.
“Actually this is so funny, I suddenly can’t hear you! Cannot hear you!”
“No? Well then this is a great opportunity for us to all gush about you. Guys, don’t you think Will has the prettiest eyes? And he’s talent-”
Will starts kicking his feet. Mike laughs very affectionately at him.
“STOP!!! If you wanna keep all three of your boyfriends alive till tomorrow then please, I-”
That phrase kind of knocks the wind out of Mike. All three of your boyfriends. All three of his boyfriends. All three. His.
“Holy shit,” he says before he can even think about it. “Guys. We get to be boyfriends. Like, all of us.”
Dustin beams and wiggles in his seat, earning a grumble from Lucas, whose head is still in his lap. When he’s done, he sighs, audibly happy.
“We get to be boyfriends. Dude, I wasn’t kidding when I said Mr Clarke’s class. I’ve been dreaming about this since Hawkins Middle,” he says, and Lucas wants to kiss him senseless, he sounds so happy and cute, but he’s very sleepy, confession and kiss-based adrenaline worn off, so instead he just hums. Dustin laughs. “Awe, you tired buddy?” and he is, enough to not smack him in the side for teasing him.
“I don’t want Lucas to miss any of this,” says Will, hands gone from his head finally, and Dustin and Mike are thrilled to be able to see his face, “so we should go to bed.”
Mike pouts. “But I was having so much fun!” And even as he protests, he’s already moving to get back into bed where he was. Dustin shifts his sleepy boyfriend back to where he was laying before any of this happened, and Will resumes his place between Mike and Dustin, sighing happily.
“I love you guys,” Will says after Dustin flicks off the lamp. He hears ‘love you too’s’ from everybody as he finds Mike’s hand again and lets himself scooch closer to Dustin than he had before anybody had kissed anybody.
Mike kisses him on the side of his head and he squeezes his hand back. They had been hoping for this for a while. He doesn’t think it could’ve gone better.