Byler Oneshots

Valentines Day

Mike and Will are dating and have a Valentine's date.
No trigger warnings, but there will be a makeout scene (nothing too heavy). They are seventeen in this for legal reasons. Read on mortal.

Mike had opened his locker to get his history book out, not expecting Will's handwriting on an envelope to fall out. He opened it, and said 'Mike, meet me at castle byers tonight at eight. Love, Will.' Mike smiled, and placed the note in his pocket, before walking to his history class.

Will watched as Mike opened his locker and read the note. He saw Mike smile and put the note into his pocket. He needed to leave and go to his math class.

Time skip to seven at the Wheeler residence because I'm lazy.

Mike was panicking, he had no nice clothes to wear, and he didn't want to show up in his hellfire shirt. "Hey Nance, I need help, Will asked me on a date and I have nothing to wear" Mike had reluctantly gone to his sister for advice, and she was ecstatic about it. "Wait, what? You, Michael Wheeler are making an actual effort?" Nancy replied, excitedly. "Yes Nancy, will you help me or not?"
" Oh my god, of course I will. Wait there. " Nancy instructed, before leaving the room and coming back with black nail polish, and an outfit that screamed Mike. "Okay, give me your hand." Nancy told her brother, who quickly complied, knowing Nancy had gotten Steve, Jonathon, and Robin to ask her out.

A few minutes later, Nancy had finished Mike's first hand, and was starting on the other. He inspected his nails, realizing he felt pretty, pretty good. Will would absolutely love it. "And done! What do you think?" Nancy asked her smiling brother, already knowing the answer. " thank you Nance, now I need to get dressed, and sort my hair, and somehow look less dead. " Mike smiled, until he realized how much he had to do in less than an hour.

"Go get dressed, then I'll help you do the rest" Nancy replied, handing Mike a pair of black skinny jeans, a black button up, and a red sweater vest. Mike got dressed quickly, before returning to Nancy.

She squealed when she saw him, she knew how to dress, and she did it well, but she never expected her brother to let her choose an outfit for him. "Jesus Mike, I did not think you would look, okay in an outfit like that!"

" thanks Nance, now we need to tackle this" Mike gestured to his head. He never went on any proper dates, so he had never done his hair. Ever. And he looked like he hadn't slept a day in his life, the eyebags were unreal. Nancy sat him down at the desk in her room, grabbing a brush, and hairspray. She brushed his hair out and semi-styled it, before lightly coating it in hairspray. Mike went to look in the mirror in the corner of Nancy's room, but she pulled him down to the chair again. "I'm not done yet Mike, you still look like a zombie" Nancy said to him.

"Nancy, you are not putting that shit in my eye, I like being able to see."
" Mike, please, you'll look great, and it doesn't go in your eye dipshit, it goes around your eyes. "
"Fine, but if Will hates it, I will shoot you with your own gun, and I'm not kidding"
"Chill, just stay still and close your eyes"
Nancy carefully did Mike's eyeliner, smudging it around the edges. "Alright, you can go look now, just don't rub your eyes. Because you'll ruin it and cry" Nancy instructed Mike.

He was shocked as he looked in the mirror, he looked good.

At the Byers house, also at seven because I'm still lazy

Will had chosen his outfit before he had gone to school, it consisted of some blue jeans, an oversized red flannel, and a radiohead shirt. He was currently trying to style his hair to look presentable. Will was listening to the clash, it was helping him relax. After he had done his hair, Will started to choose some shoes to wear. He had some red converse, Raeboks, a pair of black doc martins, and a beaten up pair of thrifted loafers. He went for the converse to go with the flannel.