only you. (m.w)

seven.

what could y/n do?
she was stuck now.
frozen in fear.
"will,"
she whispered out.
he quickly shook his head and became flustered,
"oh my god! y/n, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to,"
he mumbled and began to wring his fingers in worry.
"no, no! don't worry. i understand. it's just-it's just i'm...kind of emotionally unavailable."
she shrugged.
and though she wasn't,
just completely in love with mike,
she didn't see the point in confessing her sins to the rest of her friend group.
admitting her enamor for mike would not only hurt will,
but ruin the dynamic in their group.
"is everything okay?"
will asked.
she slowly shook her throbbing head.
"yes, will, everything's perfect."
y/n reached for his hand and held it supportively,
giving it a small squeeze.
"you're a great friend, byers. you know that?"
y/n spoke with a somewhat forced smile.
she felt horrible for lying to a boy so sweet.
someone who had done her no wrong.
her heart sank to the pit of her stomach as she came to realization that she was no better than her mother.
"thanks, y/n. you too."
***
another night of sleep had gone past y/n.
but,
fortunately for her,
it was finally the weekend.
after a saturday spent having fun with one another,
y/n laid against mike's chest with that same,
happy smile she always wore around him.
his hand then fell to her lower back,
and it fit just right.
it was just as perfect as the rest of their being.
she looked up at him and let her hands run through his hair playfully.
he chuckled but let his hand cup her cheek.
his thumb caressed her skin,
but then fell to trace her cupid's bow,
and then her bottom lip.
she felt her heart racing within her,
and her blood was warming up beneath her skin.
mike pulled her in and kissed her like today was their last day together.
vehemence filled her core and she knew that this was right where she belonged.
with mike wheeler.
his hands braided in her hair and pulled her as close as possible,
hungry for her taste.
breathing was no longer an option now that they found a new vice.
time ceased to exist once they connected,
and mike knew this was the girl made for him.
her lips had been molded to kiss his,
her hands had been sculpted to fit his,
y/n was his other half;
his soulmate.
y/n pulled back with reddened lips and a smile so bright,
mike chuckled.
his hand fell back to her cheek,
where she leaned the weight of her head into it and kissed his palm.
he nearly shuddered at the act.
"goodnight mike, love you."
she laid her head back on his chest,
where she could hear his racing heart,
and left him with his thoughts.
oh god.
y/n's falling in love with me.
he knew it.
he had never been so right.
he was full of adrenaline.
and the elation swarming within his mind was rather dizzying.
"love you too, y/n."
***
mike woke up before y/n that morning.
and it was a first.
he smiled at the sleeping girl that laid in his arms,
and adored her heightened features in the glowing of the room.
he listened to his heart that beat.
and it beat for her,
with her.
his fingers raked through her hair slowly,
careful not to wake her.
he never wanted to leave this moment with her.
"mi-"
nancy yelled,
but was then interrupted by her little brother in bed with a girl to his chest.
"what the hell?!"
she whispered,
seeing the girl rested against him.
his eyes grew wide,
"tell mom and i'll tell her about you and steve sneaking out!"
"fine...i never saw anything."
"and neither did i."
and with that,
the girl left,
leaving mike and y/n alone again.
where he could remain at peace.
where they could exist with one another.
***
y/n and mike giggled at the joke the tv show told,
and mike couldn't help but to look over at her to adore her.
"mike?"
"y/n?"
she smiled as his soft lips laid tender kisses to her knuckles.
"you make me happy."
mike felt elation wash over him,
"good. that's my job."
the space closed between them,
and their lips moved slowly enough to send raging butterflies within them.
mike held the nape of y/n's neck carefully in an attempt to keep her close.
her warm lips against his had caused an eruption of ecstasy to fill his core.
the two were blind to the world around them.
especially to the now wounded boy who stood by the door,
"emotionally unavailable, huh? honestly...fuck you y/n,"
will spat,
slamming the door behind him.
the door shut so harshly,
it shook the house and caused the color to flush from y/n's face.
the words of innocent, loving, and kind will byers echoed in her head.
fuck you.
fuck you.
fuck you.
her eyes sank to the floor in shame.
she had caused a change of demeanor in will.
and she hated herself for it.
mike's voice drew her from her thoughts,
and it had been even more painful,
"care to explain, y/n?"