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"I was always so sceptical about queers, but it's really not that complicated? They like eachother..love even?" Mike said pushing his hand through his hair.

Will understood what he was saying perfectly, now mike had pulled into the byers rocky driveway and him and will stepped out of each side of the vehicle, both walked through the gravel in silence and went up to the door knocking on it.

When they got their, they weren't able to get more than two keys so when you came home you just had to wish that someone is inside, Jonathan answered the door letting the boys in with a smile, "hey Jonathan!" Mike said as he smiled at him.

Mike and will never actually take their backpacks out of the car unless they have homework, "make sure you shut the door!" Jonathan said pointing to the slightly cracked front door and will went up pushing it in.

Mike and will headed straight for the room to read comics together, the ones they had gotten with Gareth. Mike layed on his stomach on the bed like a teenage girl going through a magazine, will sat Kris Kross applesauce on the floor leaning up against the bed.

They started reading in silence before they heard Joyce walk by the door, "hey boys why don't you come out here with us, y'all are always locked up in that room!!" Joyce said before heading to els room to repeat the exact words will and mike rolled their eyes and groaned as they got up grabbing their comics to head down the hall to the main room.

Joyce smiled at the boys as they plopped down on the couch that was facing the kitchen, and re-opened their comics to read. Mike couldn't stop looking at wills face he just looked like such an angel, he was so perfect and mike couldn't believe that someone this special could want him.

He leaned into wills ear and whispered, "I regret falling in love with you." He said and wills eyebrows scrunched a slight bit, "and why is that?" Mike smiled "because your to good for me..and if we ever broke up I wouldn't be able to go date anyone else again.." and mike leaned into will.

Will wrapped his arm around mike and they continued to read the comic, but suddenly they got a call and  eleven shouted "I'll answer it!" Eleven shouted before running to the phone.

"Looks like someone's expecting a call-" Joyce said while making funny faces at the boys. "Hey max! Oh my gosh we haven't hung out in like a while?" Jane said and Max took a deep sigh, "yea, yeah, I know but y'know wheelchair and non-existent sight makes it hard sometimes..", Max said with a soft tone of voice.

"Hey max what's got you down?" El asked her she could tell max was feeling upset, "well I haven't been able to skateboard or do alot of the things I used to be able to do with you?" And el let out an even larger sigh, "yeah, that Is true but I really miss you Max and I'd like to hangout with you when your ready!"

Max tried to muffle the fact she was sobbing, because her best friend had just recently came back from California and she's only hung out with her once. "Yeah okay, I have to go el! Love you-" she said before hanging up.

Joyce looked over at el sadly, "oh she'll  come around eventually, "yeah I know.." El said sitting at the counter, mike and will watched her have a slightly dim emotion to her face.

But before anyone could say anything to eleven the phone rang again, and everyone looked over to it. "You wanna see if that's your friend again?"  Joyce said continuing to chop up some apples.

Eleven got up and answered the phone, "Max?" She said hoping it was her beloved friend, but when she heard a grown man voice she felt hopeless.

A British man began to speak, "no this is not anyone named Max, uhm..is Joyce byers there?" He asked as Jane groaned and looked over at her mum, "hey some guy with a funny voice wants to talk to you!" She said and Joyce backed up from the apples for a second walking over to the phone and snatching it out of els hand.

El sat down with a depressed filter over her movements, mike and will flipped through the comics together leaning against eachother and touching hands.

"Joyce here, what can I do for you?" She asked in her astonishing voice, "hello, it's Mr. Brown. William has detention again."

(( Forced to stop here because my eyes be falling bro))

 

 

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