Swing set boy

One in a million

*3rd person POV*

2 years later, our Mike is living gay and proud! Well to like 8 people, but hey it counts! The year is 2024, and Mike and Will are both 20. They've sadly officially lost contact, with each other. Not by any big reason or anything other than, they were both way too busy. That and Mike, became a walking ball of anxiety, trying to talk to him after he figured out what he was.

Now to set the scene of today's chapter. Everyone except El, has returned from college. Mike is officially out, to everyone in the party. (Other than Will) but he is out to his mom, and sisters! As of now, Max and Lucas are expecting their second baby! They had their son, Mattheo in college, and as of now, Max and Mike are grocery shopping together. Now why is this important you might ask? Why is this the setting? Let's see!

*Mike POV*

"Maxxxx, why exactly did you drag me along to this?" Max turns back to look at me, before speaking. "Well because, everyone else is busy, and you eat like a toddler." I glare at her a little bit. "What exactly does that mean?" She giggles before speaking again.

"Dude you live off microwave food." "It's cheap!" She gives me a non impressed look, it's like the "mom look" I swear. "Uh huh. I'm going to pick some fruit from over there. Stay put." I roll my eyes then call out as she's walking away.

"I'm not your kid ya know!" Without turning back I hear her sassy response back. "I know. My kid eats real food!" I roll my eyes once more and face away from her direction. That's when I notice the guy, in front of me. There's a display of chips, about half of our size.

We make brief eye contact, then we both do a double, then a triple take. "W-Will?" The man smiles brightly, I can recognize that smile anywhere. It's Will. "Mike? Oh my god. Hi!" We both go around the display to meet the middle. We hug almost instantly, a big hug, a hug that says I missed my best friend.

After what feels like, a full minute hug we separate. "Will! Hi, what- um what are you doing back?" Will gets a small blush to his cheeks, and that makes me smile instantly. He's still Will. "Oh, um right, we're just visiting my grandma." I'm shocked by that answer. "Old lady Byers is still...?" "Alive? Yes, oddly enough." We both start giggling instantly at that. "So, your work lets you just take a week off?" He gives me a shy nod, and I swear I almost melt.

I still somehow only have that reaction to him, I should be scared, but I don't. I feel like everything just fell back into place. Like I'm floating again instead of sinking. "That's so cool. What um what do you do?" His blush seems to redden even darker, if that was possible.

He grabs the back of his neck a little bit before answering. A nervous habit of his. "Oh. Um. Art teacher." My eyes widen slightly before I smile again. That's so Will. "That's, actually so cool man." His smile seems to get bigger, and he began to studder his words. "Th-Thank you! I uh teach high school so it's easier to leave if I need." I smile and nod at him, then it's his turn to ask me.

"So what does, big old Mike Wheeler do? Wait let me guess, about to sign with the NBA?" I immediately chuckle out before I shake my head. "No- I uh I work as a mechanic actually." Will seemed suprised by that answer, but doesn't seem to be bothered by it.

"Are the Munson's still running it?" I nod my head confidently, "oh yeah. They run that thing like a well oiled machine." He nods his head before he Flirts? I think? I think my gaydar is broken. "Oh of course. I bet they work even better now than your on the team." His smile is big, and almost flirty? Wait is Will flirting with me? What do I do?!?! I'm out of practice, Fuck!

Will gently squeezes my arm, and right before I can come up with something, Will gets a call. "Oh sorry. Excuse me for a second." He pulls his phone out and begins speaking to the other person on the line. "Hey mom. Yeah, I'm ready I'll meet you at the counter in like two minutes. Ok. Bye, love you too." Will after putting his phone back into his pocket, gives me a sad smile.