Stupid Crush|| Byeler (completed)

27

Will wakes up the next morning disheveled.

His hair was a mess, he could just feel it. And then the pain kicked in.

He winced a bit quietly and then checks the time.

It was  4 am the next morning.

"Frick." Will mumbled to himself. He starts putting his clothes back on and Mike wakes up, rubbing his eyes.

"Hi Will, what time is it?" He asks.

"It's 4 am. I'm gonna be killed!" Will panicked.

"It'll be fine." Mike put his boxers back on last night luckily.

"I'm gonna go inside, okay? I don't wanna be killed. I love you Mikey."

He hugs his boyfriend tightly.

"I love you too Will. Be quiet so they don't hear you." They share a quick kiss and Will quickly gets out.

His shirt wasn't even buttoned all the way, his belt in his hands along with his tie.

He unlocks the front door with the spare key, sneaking in.

He widened his eyes.

He forgot Jonathan was coming to visit.

"Will, it's 4 A.M! Mom is gonna be pissed! What the hell happened?" He whispered.

He looks at Wills neck.

"Did he-"

"No! I mean yes but not for long."

"Will! How are you gonna hide those! They're huge!" Jonathan whisper yelled.

"Turtle neck?"

"It's almost summer." Jonathan rolled his eyes.

"At least you finally did something. I'm proud of you little brother." He nudges Will.

"So how'd it feel being fuc-"

"Don't say it." Wills cheeks heat up.

"I'm gonna go get dressed and go back to sleep, if Mom asks, I came back at curfew. And if you say I didn't, I'll tell her you stole that hundred dollars from her to place on a bet you lost." Will grins and runs to his room, changing into pajamas.

He could always ask El for makeup to cover them... or avoid his mom.

He forgets and goes back to sleep, sleeping soundly.
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Will wakes up at 11 A.M., yawning quietly. He gets up and changes into a T-shirt, some jeans and a jacket to cover the marks.

He goes downstairs and sees his mother cooking brunch.

"How was prom?" Joyce asks.

"It was good, I'm really tired though."

"You didn't drink, did you Will? Or smoke?"

"No Mom." He sits at the table, being served breakfast. Jonathan and him share a glance.

He eats quietly with his family.

"How's Mike?"

"He's doing good, we danced 'n stuff."

His mom knew about Mike and Will, and she didn't mind at all.

"Can I go to El's house today?"

"Well actually, I'm inviting them over anyways. Hopper wanted to talk about some things."

Will nods.

"Can I call and ask?"

Joyce gets anxious about using the phone.

"Can you use your walky talky?"

He nods and finishes, running upstairs. He grabs the device.

"El, I need to talk to you? Over?"

"Hi Will." Dustin says into the walky-talky.

"I need Eleven Dustin, has she been on?"

"Nope. She probably with Max."

"How was last night with Mike? I'm hoping you used some sort of protection."

"Dustin! We didn't do that." Will lied.

"Oh cmon, prom night, the most innocent couple? You guys are predictable!"

"Oh shut up."

He moves stations and contacts El.

"Will?"

"Can you bring cover up? I need it..."

"Why?"

"You'll see..."