"Byers, will you marry me?"

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Additional info: dom Mike, sub Will, dirty talk, praise kink
Third person:

"No, but, you can't fucking do that!!"
"Ahhh pshhhh! Says who?"
"The few supplies you got shoved up your ass!"
"Hey I'll manage as long as your dick is one of them!" Mike drunkenly shouted back at his hammered, hysterically laughing boyfriend. The two had found an old campaign Will had wrote a long while back that they never played as kids and decided to break out the o'l dice and drinks for a "quick" game of dnd. It was a Friday night and Mike was actually planning to propose to will, he loved this boy more than he had loved his own mother.

Will was the reason he was happy to get up in the morning and didn't see every new day as a dull, locked-up-in-his-work-cubical-for-five-         -hours kind of day. No, when he started dating Will he quit that job and got hired as the manager of a very popular bar. He got paid almost $30 an hour, but only wanted to use that money to buy a house for the two of them, instead of the small blue apartment they had been living in for the past couple years. He knew Will didn't care where he worked or where they lived, as long as there was time to spend with Mike.

But regardless of Wills constant reassurance Mike still wanted to give the brunette everything he could dream of and more. At his new job he was able to afford a ring and had just about finished saving up for a house away from their current area, it had a huge woods surrounding the back and a beautiful garden that stretched out around the sides. It had a few bedrooms including the master bedroom where him and Will would sleep. He made sure to add an extra bedroom because he knew more than anyone Will wanted almost nothing more than to adopt a kid.

With his father not being present during his childhood and the only boyfriend of his moms he actually liked getting his face eaten by a demo-dog, he didn't grow up with any sort of good father figures. So as I mentioned before Will wanted nothing more than to be a better dad than his own. Mike knew him in and out, he knew every hiding place Will would go to when he was upset, and exactly how to comfort the brunette during a thunder storm. (Because of the upside down I head cannon Will to have a fear of storms) But none the less Mike desperately wanted them to move into a house, their own house where they could live in peace without homophobic neighbors that constantly made his beautiful boyfriend feel bad.

He wanted Will to be happy and wanted to be the one to make him happy. So after they fake argued over the game, drunkenly laughing their heads off until Will was about to pass out, he stood the brunette up, only to kneel back down on the floor. The other boy only gave him a questioning expression as he was still trying to process what was going on.

"William Byers. I, Michael Wheeler, want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want nights like these to last forever, I want to be able to have drinks and laugh with you every night. I have just enough money saved up to buy a house that looks to be our dream home. I wanna grow old and ugly with you while we raise our little boy or girl in a good neighborhood, with other kids playing on our old dnd board. I want to move away from all this crazy other dimension shit and have a family, I want a lot of things, and this ring promises that I can give you all of that and more, as long as you wear it on your finger forever and ever. Byers, will you marry me?"

Will stood there, probably longer than he should've, but he needed time to understand everything that was going on. If I'm being honest he was still caught on the "dream house" part of what Mike said and was slowly processing the rest. He continued to stand there, eyes wide, and mouth slightly open, for about another minute and Mike started to think will didn't feel the same about this next step. Until Will started to stutter something out. "I-I y-ou um- fuck." Was the last word Mike could make out, before Will leaned down infront of him. "That's the only thing I've wanted since we were kids..." He whispered and closed the gap between them to share a deep kiss with the other boy.

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