Colors//byler (Complete)

xiv - Barrier

@kgstorys this is for u lol

Mike didn't know what to say. He was speechless.

"Come on, lets go to my room," Mike urged, his hand still holding Will's. Will glanced up at Mike for a quick second, but his eyes quickly dropped back down to his shoes.

"N-no Mike, I should go," Will explained, trying to get up from the creaky, sun-bleached bench, though Mike still held onto his hand tightly. "I don't want to annoy you anymore." Mike's eyes widened.

"Will, you're not annoying!" Mike exclaimed, getting up besides Will. Will looked up at him with wide, watery eyes before pulling his hand away harshly.

"I know I'm annoying, Mike! I-I've been bothering you all this week, constantly pouring all my problems into you knowing very well I shouldn't expect you to care!" Will yelled, blinking harshly as tears slid down his face. Mike's heart felt sore watching Will like this, feeling like a useless baffoon.

"Will, I don't know what you consider annoying, but you sure aren't! You mean the world to me, Will! I-I love you, and you don't know how much I truly care about you!" Mike yelled, throwing his hand up from his side. Will's breath hitched as he heard this, turning to look up at Mike. Mike was beautiful. Mike was so damn beautiful. Every single damn time Will looked into his dark pool of brown eyes he couldn't help but feel his heart explode into a cloud of butterflies, and he hated it. He hated falling for someone to good for him. better than him. Mike was worth more than his weight in gold, and Will just felt like nothing.

"You don't have to say that, Mike," Will whimpered, holding his elbows anxiously. Mike couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering as he looked down at Will, his small stature making him almost look rabbit like in the panicky position he was in.

"But I do. I mean every word of it," Mike replied boldly, taking a step closer towards Will.

Every word. I mean every world of it

The words rang through Will's head, but he knew it couldn't be true. Mike couldn't love him. No one could...

"Please let me help you, Will. You can't do this alone," Mike assured softly, taking another step towards Will before pulling him into a warm embrace. Will broke down more than he already was, head against Mike's chest and rapid beating heart.

"O-Okay," Will sniffled, tightening his grip around Mike's waist. They stood there for another few minutes, leaves of multiple colors swirling down from the tall trees that sat behind them, Mike stroking Will's head gently. The cold wasn't the only reason their faces were so red that afternoon.

Lol, I write from the heart. speaking of heart, I should probably get some help for how I've been feeling, though I think I just need friends, but the problem is, me and friends don't go together. My mental illnesses make it hard to get close to people, and make and keep proper friendships. I've lost so many friends from my mood swings, constant worry, and clingyness, and the ones I've managed to keep are all rocky. I have no stable friendships, making me to feel pretty miserable. I wish I could just run up to my friends and hug them and for them to tell me it'll be ok.

I know that's unrealistic.

So I write stories about people with stable relationships to their peers. It's a coping mechanism. god, I feel dramatic, but I just feel like getting these feelings down.

Me = Will Byers

No one = Mike Wheeler

I'll stop talking now :')

-sid