Byler One-Shots

Haven't i given enough?

I've decided to add angst and fluff oneshots to these!
Credits: KittyPrettyGirl
I've added my own idea a bit at the end!

This contains:
NO smut
Angst
Fluff? Find out.
Bottom Mike Wheeler
Top Will Byers
Gay Mike
Gay Will

Mike rolls his eyes as he watches Will gulp down yet again another shot. He was trying so hard to impress these guys it was almost embarrassing. He never understood why he and Lucas seemed so obsessed with the thought of fitting in. They were freaks, weren't they? That's the whole point of the party.

Someone pats Will's back, yelling, "Damn Byers! I didn't know you had it in you!" Making Mike roll his eyes yet again.

"Chug! Chug! Chug!"

Will takes another shot and everyone goes wild. Mike watches unamused as Max walks over to him, clearly a bit tipsy herself. She leans on Mike's shoulder with a smirk. "Jealous now, are we?" She says slyly.

Mike shrugs her off and crosses his arms. Jealous? Of course he's not. He's not jealous of whatever the hell Will is doing. He's not jealous that Will is getting attention and he's not. He's not jealous that Will is talking with the cool kids. He's not.

He's definitely not jealous that girls are talking to Will. Touching up his arms and shoulders, telling him how hot he is. He's not jealous at all. Why would he be? So what if girls were touching him? Mike didn't care obviously. Will always gets positive attention from girls.

Max's smirk grows as he puts her cup higher into the air, as if she is giving a toast. "It's okay to be jealous. Will's hot, everyone knows that. It's totally fine if you want to be the one touching him, Wheeler." She downs her drink in a second, giggling once she finishes.

Mike shakes his head. God was he that obvious? Maybe he was jealous. Who would blame him? All these girls were touching and flirting with Will, it made his blood boil. More than it should to be honest.

Max giggles again and walks away. He sighs and rubs his forehead, the yelling starting to give him a headache. He wonders why he even wanted to go to this stupid party in the first place. He wishes he could turn back time and never show up because this wasn't a party this was hell.

He feels another person walk next to him. This time it's Dustin. Mike turns to him confused, "Dustin? What's up?"

Dustin smiles, "When Max told me you were jealous, I didn't believe her. But you are!" He laughs. Mike groans and closes his eyes. Max just had to go tell everyone, huh? He should have expected that.

"Dude it's okay to be jealous. I would be too."

"I'm not―I'm not jealous! Okay?"

Dustin shakes his head, "Mike, you remember when you came out to us as bisexual?" He asks. Mike nods, of course he remembers that. He was shaking so much he had started crying. They comforted him and accepted him, and he has been grateful for that ever since.

"Well when you told us, I kind of already knew. Not that it was obvious, but the way you looked at Will wasn't platonic with a capital p at all dude."

Mike smiles softly, a blush making its way up to his face. Maybe he was obvious.

Dustin smirks at Mike, "Dude, just shoot your shot. I'm pretty sure Will feels the same." He walks away with finger guns, making Mike internally cringe for a second before looking back at Will. He was taking another shot and at this point Mike was wondering how he was still awake after all of that.