Byler one shots I found on AO3

Walkie Talkie -byler(fluff)

Made by: identity_nul

Summary: Why was Mike contacting Will at an ungodly hour of night over their neglected Walkie Talkies? And why did it make Will's heart flutter?

Will.' Mike says adoringly, cupping Will's cheek.
'Mike..' , Will sighs in return- star struck.
'Will..' , as Mike runs gentle circles into Will's cheek, suddenly everything becomes distorted.
'Mike??'

'Will??? Are you there??'

'..Mike..?' Will groans groggily, as he wipes his eyes and looks around.
It was a dream, of course. So why could he still hear his best friend he is oh-so-in-love-with calling his name?

'Will?? Do you copy hello??'

The walkie talkie.

Shaking the sleepiness away, and evidently his ever increasingly long hair into his eyes- Will picks up the walkie talkie and responds.

'Sorry, I was asleep.. since it is you know.. night.'

'WILL!! Oh right.. sorry haha' Mike chuckles nervously.
Lying in bed, still in the process of waking up properly- Will wonders if he's imaging the breathless sound Mike has to his voice.

'Well uh.. what is it?? Since it must be pretty important to not only wake me up this late at night.. but also to use the walkie talkies we've barely touched in years.'

As he awaits a response, Will stares blankly at his ceiling. What exactly does he want? It's only been a recent readjustment to have Mike want to be an active part of Will's life again- potentially driven by his breakup with El. To put it frankly, after his whole confession she realised that whatever they may have had before simply wasn't there before- and furthermore what 'they had before' was simply the naïvety of youth, guided by El's general misinformation on how relationships work. Her perception was based off of the TV shows she watched in the time Hopper had hidden her away.. and now she realised that she wasn't in need of a boyfriend, she needed to figure herself out and she was happy to do that without a man.

Will ponders further and then with a click and some light static he heard Mike's (most definitely breathless) voice once again.

'Yeah uh. Sorry about that again. I've kind of been up thinking for I don't know how long and I didn't really consider that it was just me who was up and restless. But uh yeah... I was up thinking about stuff and I've realised something.'

Will doesn't respond, but instead listens intently for his next few words.
'He's nervous' , Will thinks to himself.
'He only stumbles over his words when he's worried.'

Click. Static.

'I've realised that you are very pretty. But not like in a girl way.. well a little bit in a girl way but also completely different. You have really nice features.. and really soft hair and as of recent like.. really nice broad shoulders. Sorry.. tangent.. I need to work on that. Um.'

Will's heart is racing.. what?? What the fuck does this mean..?? He feels like he owes Mike a response after literal radio silence but can't muster more than a
'Thank you??'.

Click. Static.

'SORRY. I'm so slow to get to the point and sorry I keep apologising. I did it again.. sor-...'

Will giggles and holds the walkie talkie closer to his chest whilst listening.

'I didn't wake you up just to tell you you were pretty. I think I've just realised that I pushed you away a lot recently. And I never gave you any explanation or any genuine apology because to be honest. I was mad, I was confused and I was already projecting that on you and I wasn't sure what to do. Because I didn't understand why despite the fact I had a girlfriend- who I know I loved back then. Why I also felt the same way I did towards her.. towards YOU.. like.. always..
So I assumed it was your fault. So I pushed you away. But then I became sad, lonely and grumpy and I missed you. When I got you back I thought I lost you and when you forgave me it felt like a blessing from any higher power there might be up there.'