thunder && lightning ❁ byler

9 -

mike wheeler's pov
   I woke up with a Will attached to my waist. I felt myself shift and him shift along with me. He was like a leech.
   Wait, no. That's no right because leeches are bad. He's like... the smell of perfume. It smells so good and once it leaves it smells terrible.
   That doesn't really make sense. It's okay because it made a little bit of sense.
   I was thinking so much to myself that I didn't see Will wake up.
   I felt his soft arms leave my waist and I turn my head downwards towards him.
His small head lifts up and his eyes are halfway open. His eyelashes flutter like a butterfly and open all the way. Instead of sitting up he rests his head on my chest.
"Will, we get up and eat something," I say, slowly picking his head up with my two hands.
He gets up himself with me, and walks to the door. I reach for the nob but he yanks my other hand back.
"Mike!" He whisper-shouts.
"What?"
"Clothes...." Good point Will. We walk near the floor and find our pajamas from the night before.
"Okay, turn around," Will said.
"What? Why?" I asked.
"Because im changing!"
"Will, you're putting clothes on, not taking them off!" I said, almost too loud.
He audibly groaned and tugged his shirt over, while I did the same.

-

   That was all half a week ago. Now we were in my basement along with Dustin and Lucas,
playing D&D.
   And there it was.
  That... sound.

will byer's pov
   Anxiously, my head jerked up from its resting place in my propped up arm on the chairs armrest. I jerked my head again to the left of where Mike sat.
   His worried eyes almost quivered. Yup, he heard it too...

What's the noise? Also sorry for the short chapters. I just don't like this book, at all. Since in Season one we dont have too much information about Will's personality as much as Mike's, and their friendship, it's hard to tell how it would go.