Mike wheeler one-shots

Sometimes Guys Need Protection Too

All credits to BewitchingNotes

Steve, Nancy and Jonathan learn about code purple.
TW:CHILD ABUSE

It happened while the boys were listening to music.

After going through so much, Jonathan and Will were desperate to make up for lost time. So, they were listening to music on the stereo, just like they used to.

And it was fun, it gave Will a sense of comfort he hadn't felt since before everything happened.

But the piece was disturbed when Will realized he was hearing something weird mixed into the music, a sort of static.

Eyebrows furrowing, he listened closer, but soon he noticed it wasn't coming from the stereo.

He turned his head to look over at the walkie talkie, and realized that's where the noise was coming from, but he couldn't tell what was being said over the music.

Part of him wanted to ignore it. Whatever it was could surely wait. He was trying to spend time with his brother.

But the nervous feeling in his stomach made him reach forward and pause the music, getting Jonathan's attention.

"Sorry, I just want to make sure there's not an emergency." He explained sheepishly, grabbing the walkie. "Hello?" He called into it.

"...Purple." A voice muttered between the static.

Will's blood ran cold.

"Purple?" Jonathan questioned; eyebrows furrowed.

"Code...purple..." Mike's wheezy voice rang out, he sounded like he was struggling for air.

Jonathan frowned. "What's code purple?" He muttered to Will.

Will swallowed hard. "Hide somewhere, we're on our way." He was already getting up and running to the door.

Completely baffled at his behavior, Jonathan rushed to follow. "Will what's going on? Was that Mike?"

"I need to go. I'm sorry, it's an emergency." He explained quickly as he pulled his shoes on.

"Whoa, slow down. Let me help then, what's wrong?" Jonathan asked.

Will hesitated, swallowing hard. He swore to not tell...

Jonathan huffed. "Will, what is code purple!?" He asked, trying not to get frustrated.

"...It's Mike." Will started in a whisper. "He's hurt."

It didn't take long for everyone to gather. And Dustin kept his promise, bringing Steve and Nancy with him back to Will's house, which was their natural meeting ground for incidents like this.

When Mike came through the door with Will and Jonathan, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Steve was trembling with anger at the bruises he could already see, despite Mike's coat. A busted lip, bruising on his forehead, maybe even a black eye.

"What is going on?" He demanded angrily.

"Mike." Nancy whispered tearfully, going to pull him into a hug.

Mike let her; he didn't seem to have much energy left in him.

"I'll kill him." El hissed softly. "I'll do it. Please let me do." She pleaded seriously to Mike.

Sighing softly, he spoke. "Denied." His voice hoarse.

"Can someone get some ice?" Jonathan asked with a huff. "Mike, we need to get a look at the injuries...how bad is it?"