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"How do you feel?" He asked the smaller boy, lifting his head up gently.
"Face hurt. Everywhere." Will's eyes were beginning to water.
"Lets get some plasters on, yeah?" Mike smiled at him softly.
Will nodded, and Mike brought Will over to the dining table, and sat him down.
"Do you know where your plasters are?" Mike asked Will, who pointed to a cabinet.
Mike nodded, and searches for a few minutes before finding them. He pulles them out, and grabbed a handful.
He sat back down next to Will, and peeled the back layer of a plaster off.
"This is going to feel weird, but don't worry it wont hurt." Mike spoke gently, placing the plaster over a cut on Will's face.
Mike continued to do this for a few minutes, and Will started to giggle.
"What?" Mike chuckled.
"Tickles! So fuzzy." Will giggled even more.
Mike rolled his eyes playfully and continued to treat Will who continued to giggle, and soon enough most of his face was covered in plasters.
"Wow you look amazing." El chuckled who had appeared behind Mike.
"I know I am so pretty." Will grinned.
Mike smiled slightly, and started to apply plasters on Will's arms.
"Mike, hurting me." Will frowned down at Mike, who apologized quickly.
"I'm sorry! Is the fuzzy bit not on the cut?" Mike looked up at Will, who nodded.
"I'll be more careful." Mike told him, and Will smiled gratefully.
Mike was almost finished when the door burst open.
"Oh baby!" Joyce cried out from seeing all the plasters on Will's face and arms.
She ran over to him and gave him a massive bear hug.
Will giggled, squirming around.
"Mama! I better, pretty help." He smiled at his mum, who was already looking down at him.
"Are you sure?" She didn't look very convinced.
"Yess I fine." Will whined, trying to wiggle his way out of her arms.
"Will stop moving! You're going to hurt yourself even more." She scolded, letting go of him.
Hopper walked over, and Will's smile dropped.
"Hi kid." Hopper sighed and Will just looked up at his father.
Hopper looked at Joyce, who smacked his arms and made an odd face at him.
Hopper sighed and started to speak.
"Listen, I'm sorry alright. You can see your friends and.. pretty." Hoppers face scrunched up at the last word, and he faced Mike with the disgusted look on his face.
Mike just glared at him, which made Eleven giggle, remembering how much Hopper hated Mike when they were dating.
Hopper scoffed, and turned back to Will.
"Do you forgive me?" He looked down at the smaller boy, who was staring up at him with an unreadable expression on his face.
He gave his father a big bear hug, which made Hopper smile. He hugged back his son, and Joyce smiled.
Will let go of Hopper, and looked back up at him.
"Forgive, your my dad." Will smiled up at him, and Hopper chuckled.
"Thank you, kid." He ruffled Wills hair, and Joyce smiled.
"So uhm.. what about the windows.?" She looked around and everybody was just stood there.
"I need to go to work! Sorry love you all! Apart from Mike. Bye!" Hopper grinned, running out. Mike scoffed, and turned back to Joyce.
"If you want my mum can help fix them, she wouldn't mind." He shrugged, knowing the Byers family didn't have much money to spare, and definitely not enough to fix all of these broken windows.
"Oh Mike you don't need to!" She frowned, feeling bad.
"No really its okay, I promise." Mike smiled at her, and Joyce sighed.
"Okay, but ONLY if your mum doesn't mind!" Joyce warned, and Mike chuckled.
"Only if my mum doesn't mind." He agreed, and she smiled at him.
"All of you go and do something, I may as well get back to work." She told them, giving Will a kiss on the head.
"Love you all! Bye!" She waved to them, running back out of the door.
They all looked at each other, and El ran back over to the ohone to call Max, Dustin and Lucas.
After a few calls and about half an hour, everyone was back in the Byers now (mainly) glass free living room.
"How's your face?" Max asked Will, who still had all of the plasters Mike put on for him.
"Good, fuzzy stickers." Will grinned, causing everyone to laugh.
Max put on a random movie, and Will yawned.
"Are you tired?" Mike whispered softly to the boy next to him.
"Mhm." Will nodded sleepily.
"You wanna have a nap? I can wake you up after the movie?" Mike asked him, and Will nodded, leaning his head on Mike's shoulder.
He fell asleep within minutes, and Mike decided a little nap wouldn't hurt, so he rested his head ontop of Will's, connecting their hands.
He fell asleep within minutes aswell, and they both had a peaceful nap, dreaming about each other.
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General Fiction"Mike so pretty! His hair so curly!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers - Or '012' - is a child who was kept in the lab for most of his life, but he manages to escape it in the summer of 1985 and finds some kids around his age, but he needs severe help. Is Will goi...
