byler oneshots

52 - the sent letter pt 2 :)

*continuation of last chapter*

My heart begins to pound out of my chest just by the sight of his handwriting and name. My shaky hands rip open the letter, pulling out the piece of paper and unfolding it.

Dear Will,
things are going pretty well here in Hawkins beside the fact that we miss you so much, me the most. I cried a lot after you guys left that day. I sit on your front porch sometimes when I miss you.

I honestly did not expect you to say what you did in that letter, but I'm happy that you did. Will, I know what your dad and my dad and a lot of people say, but I don't think it's wrong for boys to be together, and in fact, I want to be with a boy. I love you too, Will. More than anyone or anything in my entire life. You're honestly my safe space, and I can't wait until winter break when I see you. Only two weeks away!!

Love, Mike.

Tears of joy are streaming down my face as I reread the letter about a million times.

He actually feels the same.

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I grab my favorite pair of jeans, a green sweater, and black converse before hearing a horn honk outside. When I look out the window and see the Wheeler's car, tears fill my eyes.

I run downstairs screaming that they're here, and swing open the front door to see Mrs. Wheeler carrying stuff out of the car, Nancy sitting in the front seat, a complete crying mess when she sees Jonathan, and finally Mike, shutting the back door.

"Will!" he yells, running up to me and wrapping his arms around me. I melt into his touch, wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. I hear Jonathan and Nancy roaming along with my mom and Karen, but i don't let go of Mike.

"I missed you." I whisper into his shoulder.

"I missed you too, Will. We have a lot to talk about." he says, leaning away and winking. I can feel myself blush at the thought of us finally talking after all this time.

All of us file inside and stand in the dining room, deciding where everyone is gonna sleep.

"Okay Mike you can sleep in Will's room." mom says. I try to keep myself from turning red as I lead Mike upstairs and to my room.

"Woah, your room is so cool!" he says, dropping his stuff and admiring all my posters layered across my walls.

"Thanks." I giggle, shutting the door behind us.

He then turns around, our bodies facing each other only feet away.

"So..." I say awkwardly.

"So..." he repeats.

"I meant every word I said in my letter." I blurt out, moving closer to him.

"I did too." he says, inching towards me. Now we're only a few inches apart as my heart beat speeds up.

He places one of his hands on my waist and the other cupping my face, tilting it up towards his. When our eyes meet, I can feel myself almost begin to shake.

I places my hands around his neck, slowly leaning in towards him. He presses his lips to mine, our lips immediately melting into one another and moving in sync. He pulls me closer by my waist, one of my hands entangling in his hair tightly.

When we finally lean away, I'm so flustered and out of breath that I can barely think.

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I turn off the light, laying in my bed alone with Mike in his sleeping bag on the floor, but it just doesn't feel right.

"Mike? Will you come up here?" I whisper into the darkness. I hear shuffling below me as I scoot over, feeling the bed indent. At first it's awkward, but then his hand snakes around my waist and pulls my body into his. My back is almost pressed against his chest now, his breath warm on my hair.

"I love you so much." he whispers.

"I love you too."