Boy's A liar - Reddie and Byler ~ ST X IT

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Mike's POV.

As Mike went up the stairs to meet Will in his room, Richie stopped him. "MIKE!" He yells, catching Mike's attention immediately. His entire mood changes as he turns around. "What, Richie?" He says, with an annoyed look on his face, followed by an irritated voice. Richie noticed and smirked, holding in his laugh. "You seem upset?" He taunts, Mike turned around, starting to walk up the stairs, until Richie stops again. "Wait, do I have to sleep with Eddie again?" Mike continues walking, not bothering to turn and look at him. "Yes, now fuck off." Richie starts going after him.

"What?!" Mike stops and turns towards him. Richie stands beside him and whispers. "Look, Mike, I can't stay with Eddie." He says nervously, Mike rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Yes, you can. Stop being dramatic, Richie-" he starts; however, Richie cuts him off. "No, you don't understand, I'm going insane. I mean, I love Eddie, I really do... BUT, I can't stay with him right now!" Mike watches as Richie has his crisis and gets concerned. "Richie, what the hell happened between you two... Why are you being so weird?" He asks, now serious, Richie sighs and decides to admit it; he whispers it in Mike's ear. "I kissed him."

Mike looks at Richie in shock. "You're lying." He says he couldn't even fathom it. "You always do that, though. What's the difference now?" He asks, now confused. "It was on the lips... but he just wouldn't shut up, I felt like I had to..." He says, Mike couldn't believe it. He wanted to help him; he needed to know more, but he also really wanted to see Will again.

"Look, everything will be fine, you guys are still best friends, right?" Mike asks, to which Richie responds by nodding. "See, you also like Max, so it doesn't matter if you kissed him. Eddie knows you like Max, so I'm sure he probably doesn't think too much of it. He talks too much, it's overstimulating, he knows that it was just because he talks too much." Richie tries to speak, but Mike cuts him off. "You like girls." He says this, causing Richie to pause and look at him. "You like girls." Mike wasn't even looking at him when he said that; his eyes were somewhere else, it's like he wasn't even talking to him, but to himself. "Mike?" Richie says, now confused, Mike looks right back at Richie. "Yeah, you're gonna be fine, Richie. We can keep talking about this when we go to Lucas's house."

Richie hesitated, but then he nodded. "Okay... thanks, I guess." He says, then he walks to the basement. Mike finally goes upstairs to Will. "Sorry, Will. Richie talked my head off." He says as he walks into the room, Will sits on the floor in front of Mike's bed, drawing in his sketchbook. "It's fine, Mike," Will says, his eyes fixated on his sketchbook, not paying too much attention to Mike. Mike looked a bit upset that Will didn't look at him when he came in, but he still grabbed his notebook to write down the plan for the campaign they've been working on. "So, got any more ideas...?" He asks, looking up from his notebook, hoping Will would look at him now, craving that shared look. Will stood up and walked to Mike's desk to sharpen his pencil. "Uh, yeah. I wrote down some notes and ideas in my notebook." He says, still not looking at him.

Mike was visibly upset now, but he grabbed Will's notebook from the floor. "I can look in here, right?" He asks, trying to remain respectful. Will finally looks over at him and smiles. "Of course you can, Mike." Mike smiles back at him, finally relaxing. He opens Will's notebook, flipping through the colorful, pretty pages. He always made everything look like art. When he gets to the notes and ideas, it's perfectly organized with mini sketches all over the paper. He reads every word, loving every creative and unique idea he has. Will sat back down in front of him, picking up his sketchbook again and continuing his drawing. "Will, these ideas are amazing," Mike exclaims. Will smiles at his words, not taking his gaze off his drawing, "Thanks, Mike..."

Mike suddenly realizes how much he hates that fucking drawing. "What are you drawing?" He asks, curious about what's taking Will's attention away from him. Will turns the sketchbook towards Mike, showing him what it was. Mike looks at it with surprise and holds back how he really wants to react.

"Oh..." He says, smiling awkwardly. "Eddie." He says, gritting his teeth, Will turns the drawing back around so he can finish drawing. "You guys are getting along, huh?" He says, trying to hide his jealousy, but failing miserably. "Why, you jealous?" Will teases, making Mike pause for a second. What Mike didn't know was that Will was attempting to flirt with him. Will looks up at Mike and laughs softly. "I'm just kidding, Mike." Mike laughs nervously with him. "Yeah... I knew that, heh..." He says, his voice quiet. "I'm gonna add some of these ideas into the campaign..." Mike says softly, turning his focus to his notebook. "Alright." He says, and he continues to draw.

Mike was a bit jealous. Was Eddie stealing his best friend away from him? Did Will like Eddie more than him? He was acting differently in the arcade, and Will's not paying as much attention to him as he usually does. Mike never wanted Will to sleep in the same room as Eddie again. "Hey, Will...?" He says, gaining a small "Mhm?" from Will. "You wanna sleep in here again tonight?" He asks, eyes locked on Will, but Will's eyes were locked on Eddie. "I don't know. Will you wake me up early again?" He asks, his eyes finally leaving his drawing to look at Mike.

Mike blushes slightly, but he turns around, trying to not show it. Will knew he was blushing, though; however, Will is still as clueless as Mike. He doesn't think much of it. "No... I won't. Sorry about that, by the way..." He says as he laughs nervously, causing Will to smile at him. "Sure, I'll sleep with you again," Will says, making Mike blush even more at the way he worded it. Will rolled his eyes and looked back at his drawing. "You're so filthy-minded, Mike." Will remarks. 

Later, after Mike writes more for the campaign, Will finishes his drawing. Mike gets into his bed. "You okay with just sleeping in the same bed as me? I can't sleep well on the floor." He says, and Will blushed a little bit. "W-what...?" He says. "I can just sleep on the floor, I d-" he says, but Mike cuts him off. "No, no. I'm not letting you sleep on the floor. Just sleep in my bed." Mike says, his voice serious. "Unless you don't want to sleep in the same bed as me, I can just get on Richie's bed." He says, and Will shakes his head no. "No, I'll just sleep in your bed, it's nothing we haven't done before." He says, his voice light and positive as he gets in bed beside me. My bed was pretty big, so there was enough room for both of us to sleep without being too close. "Can you turn that lamp off, please?" Mike asks, getting comfortable underneath the cover. Will let out a small "Mhm," and turned off the lamp on the nightstand.

Mike ended up all over Will by the morning.

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Author's note: I know people are on Byler coke so read my other fanfic, based on defeating Vecna and including the events of what happened during those 18 months. I am working on trying to publish a chapter there every day. (Probs not weekends tho idk.) The only reason I'm not updating my Reddie fanfic, The Window, is because no ones reading it, TvT, read and possibly vote there if you want me to update on there! Thank you if you read this little note, and thank you even more for reading my fanfic!