Random OneShots

The Byers boy

By: hi_im_trash on Ao3

Byler

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Mike Wheeler was late. Again. And he didn't even know it. Every single day, before homeroom, he would spend at least 20 minutes at the small, dusty coffee shop, about a couple blocks from his school, where he would order a cappuccino and attempt his homework that he rarely even does.

He also thought that the barista was hot. Her name was Jane, and she also goes to Hawkins High school, and was one of Mike's close friends, but he still had a small crush on her. She would always leave her job around the same time that Mike left the coffee shop, and sometimes he would drive her to school.

But today, she wasn't there. His sister was. Nancy fucking wheeler. Mike almost forgot she also worked at the coffee shop. And before Mike could rush right out of there, his sister was already hollering at him.

"Coming to see your girlfriend Mike? She got sick, probably from having to see your face every day, and had to leave before school could even start, but she told me to give you this." she said, while thrusting a warm to-go cup of coffee in his hands. Mike snatched the cup from her hands and stormed out yelling: "She's not my girlfriend, you dick!"

Mike wouldn't normally be this pissed off but without Jane there, he felt weird. He also hated changes, and even though his friend wasn't there for just one day, he felt mad. He was looking down as he rushed down the sidewalk, to get to his car.

That's when it happened. He collided with someone, who for some reason, was carrying his school books, instead of using his back pack. Mike's coffee cup and the stranger's glasses and school books went flying. Mike, of course, who was in a bad mood, yelled at the kid.

" WATCH WHERE YOU'RE FUCKING GOING! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU BLIND?", he yelled at the boy. When Mike looked up, he immediately regretted saying the words that slipped out of his mouth. The small boy standing before him looked petrified of Mike. He was about five inches shorter than Mike, with big brown eyes (which were widened with fear), a cute little button nose dotted with light freckles, and somehow, he managed to make a bowl cut work. Mike couldn't help but stare at the boy. In his eyes he was perfect . The short boy, on the other hand was terrified, and looked like he was about to cry.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry, it's my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going and-", the short boy spoke quickly as he bent down to try to pick up his books, but he couldn't exactly see. Mike squatted next to him, and picked up the big, round glasses. He tapped on the boy's shoulder and softly placed the glasses upon his nose. The two just looked at each other for a solid ten seconds, before the two hurriedly picked up the boy's books, both of their faces turning a bright red.

"Listen, I'm sorry. I over reacted. That was my fault, I was just pissed off...", Mike trailed off. He recognized this boy. He was the new kid that just came to his school yesterday. He remembered how sad the boy looked, sitting alone at lunch.

"My name's Mike. Mike Wheeler.", Mike said, sticking out his hand. The boy shifted all of his books to one arm and grabbed Mike's hand, shaking it. Mike's hand burned at the touch.

"I'm Will Byers.", the boy said with a smile. " Gosh that smile looks good on him ", Mike thought to himself. Mike never thought about liking boys, but he definitely felt different with Will, and he only knew him for three minutes.