~♬♬ Don't cut me, Punch me, Just let me go ♬♬~
3rd Person
Will stumbled out through his window, his entire body screaming at him to stop.
He walked out onto the road, his leg hurting from bumping it a few days ago.
Will continued to cry, his head aching.
"Will!" Mike yelled, peddling faster.
Will looked up and saw Mike coming towards him, and that tipped Will over the edge.
"Mike.." Will whispered, and he began bawling his eyes out.
Mike practically jumped off his bike and slammed it on the pavement, running over to Will.
"Jesus, Will." He muttered, pulling him into a hug.
Will collapsed into Mike's arms, his entire body shaking.
"M-Mike everything hurts.." Will sobbed.
"You'll be okay, yeah? I'll be in you to my house and get you cleaned up." Mike gently rubbed Will's back.
"I'm scared, I'm scared!" Will bawled into Mike's chest, and Mike felt his heart race.
"My dad, h-he will kill me!" Will wailed, and Mike felt himself go pale.
"We won't let him, I promise. Now come on, we need to get you help." Mike whispered, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
Will looked up at Mike, his face bloody and bruised, but Mike thought he was the most gorgeous boy in the world.
"Come on." Mike smiled softly at Will, picking up his bike.
"I can't get my b-bike, my dad will see.." Will frowned.
"Get on the back of mine?" Mike shrugged.
"Oh.. Okay." Will felt his cheeks heat up as he got on the back of Mike's bike, wrapping his arms around Mike's waist.
"Okay, hold on tightly, alright?" Mike told Will, before beginning to peddle.
He rode quite fast, which frightened Will so his grip tightened around Mike's waist.
Soon enough they made it back to Mike's house and Will was stumbling off of Mike's bike.
He looked over and saw Will stumbling so he walked over to the smaller boy.
"Here, I'll carry you." Mike told Will, who blushed profusely.
"No, Mike i-it's okay." Will sniffled, trying to wipe his tears.
"Will." Mike warned.
Will sighed, and Mike laughed slightly.
"It's okay, I won't drop you." Mike smiled softly, scooping Will up.
"This is so embarrassing.." Will mumbled, the tears now barely falling.
"Nobody will see you, it's fine." Mike chuckled, opening the front door.
He walked in and stood there was the rest of the party, stood staring at them both.
"Fuck, Will!" Max yelled, rushing over to him.
"Be careful, Jesus!" Mike pulled Will away from her as she went to touch his face.
"My god, what are you? His boyfriend?" Max scoffed, and Mike felt his face go red.
"Max fuck off." Mike mumbled, taking Will up to his room.
Will was bright red, the crying mostly stopped, and he was hiding his face in the crook of Mike's neck.
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𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙚 ─ 𝘉𝘺𝘭𝘦𝘳
General Fiction"We can give him a kick in the balls! That might help him think straight!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers is a normal kid, at least that is what meets the eye. He is struggling a lot and it doesn't help that his 'best friend' has completely forgotten about him...