oneshots and scenarios <3

28. byler (st)(fluff)

│││ now playing: Me and Michael

││✎. ° MGMT

││ 1:45 --◦---- 4:49

│┊ ⇄ ◁◁ II ▷▷ ↻ ┊

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│ ✶ : · • my mother is anti-byler so in honor i will be making a byler fluff

│ .· * ib: taeiris_ on instagram? (saw the art at top of page reuploaded without credit on pinterest)

│ ✵ ˚ : · basically if they lived a normal life in 1987 (also will never moved)

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Mike Wheeler's POV:

"Mike, go to bed! It's 2 in the morning, I'm trying to sleep!" Nancy said, barging into my room, in an annoyed and tired tone.

"OK, ok! Now get out of my room, Nancy!" I told her, getting up and pushing her out then locking the door behind me. I plopped back onto my bed, picking my navy blue phone back up and holding it to my ear. "Sorry about that, Nance always needs everything to be perfect just for her. She's all like 'I need my beauty rest!'" I mocked. Will giggled on the other line, and his laugh caused me to giggle with him. Then we stop and it's gone silent because we've ran out of things to talk about. I wish I could see his face right now.

"...Mike?"

"Yeah?"

"Isn't there a tree by your window?"

"Yeah, why?"

"We should be like those teen movies."

I laughed at that and went to my window, unlocking it.

"The window is unlocked."

"Oh good. I'll be over in 5."

"No, don't hang up..."

"I have to, I'll see you in a minute."

"Ok, bye..."

"Bye-bye."

I untangle my finger from the wire and set the phone down. When I glance into the mirror, I notice a hair sticking up. I take a water bottle from my side table and put pour some water into my hand, then placing it onto the hair and pat it down. Then I notice that my part makes my head look weird. But when I brush it over, it only makes it worse, so I brush it back over and then the same hair that was sticking up came back again.

"Ughhh..."

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

A smile appears onto my face and I turn to my window and see my gorgeous boyfriend smiling back at me in the window. His hair is getting long again, and it makes him look cute, it reminds me of middle school. He opens the window and climbs in, I take his hand and help him so he doesn't trip and fall. When he go his left foot in, the branch he was standing on broke, but Will still got in. Will's eyes go from the window, to my eyes again. His smile makes me all warm inside. I still haven't let go of his hand, so I bring him to my bed and we sit next to each other.

The door slams open again, and we quickly spread apart, our hands coming apart and will stands back up. That stupid lock doesn't work

"What was that loud thump?" Nancy asks. Then her eyes move to Will, who's standing awkwardly at the window with red cheeks and ears. "Why is Will here? I'm so confused, tell me what's going on." Nancy looks back to me then fully walks in, closing the door behind her.