Hey People!
Super, super, super, super, suuuuuuuper excited to share these chapters with you! Yes, as in more than one—you see, I'm kind of a whole idiot and I made my (edited) version of episode 1 around 26000 words long....heheheheh..... Yeah, I'm crazy, I know, don't worry.
So, I had to make this in thirds. Hope y'all don't mind.
Any who, I hope you enjoy chapter one! Also, I should note, that near the end of this part theres a bit of.....steaminess between Dylan and Mike....hence why I made them fifteen instead of fourteen. It's to make up for the drama about to come (because remember; their relationship emulated the S3 mileven plot line ;)). So yeah.
ENJOY THE SOUND OF PERIL!!!!
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If you were to tell Dylan six months ago that he would be making out with Mike Wheeler on his bed, he would've questioned if you were on drugs.
Then he would've sensed the truth in your statement—and then proceed to ask you whether you were on a special kind of drugs (drugs that might be able to manipulate his Sense's accuracy).
Either way, he would've thought you were fucked in the mind.
But here he was now, actually living in the moment of that previously unfathomable concept—just like he'd been living in it each day for the past six months.
Mike and Dylan has been dating ever since the snow ball, when the two made their relationship official by sharing their first kiss—and, after Dylan had told Mike that their relationship had been quite obvious to literally everybody except themselves, the two had told their friends, who honestly.... were more exasperated that it had taken them so long than anything else really (Max especially—Dylan had suffered a big, fat, "I TOLD YOU SO" from her afterwards—which he'd returned in the form of a simple pointed glance towards a daftly-grinning Lucas that made her face burst into a red hue). But nonetheless they were happy for them.
The only adults to know about this were Joyce, Hopper, and Karen, the latter who'd figured their relationship out quite quickly, despite neither Mike nor Nancy having told her ("Honestly Mike—have you seen the way you look at the boy? How was I NOT supposed to know?" "MOM!" *Dylan snickers in the background*); Ted had no clue but unless the boys outright kissed each other in front of his eyes, then he most likely never will.
Dylan however, would happily throw himself in the middle of a busy highway before ever considering telling his father—and Susan, he barely even talked to so there was no reason for that. He had Billy and Max knowing, and that was enough for him—specifically because Billy was a handful in himself.
His brother wasn't fond of their relationship—scratch that, he pretty much hated it. But it wasn't because it was a boy Dylan was dating—it was because that boy was Mike Wheeler; a snide, little shit with an inherent attitude problem, as it would seem.
He also hated whenever Mike would come over (which was A LOT), because everyone knew what that meant—the two making out with each other.
But it wasn't like they could help it! It was their favourite activity to do, after all.
Plus, kissing Mike sent all these little jitters throughout his body—Dylan loved it.
Even now, six months into this relationship, as Mike's hands held his shoulders while he repeatedly pressed his lips against Dylan's, the jitters never lessened in their intensity.
Mike pulled away for a second and Dylan opened his eyes to see his boyfriend completely in his own vibes.
"And nobody wants to know you now...." he sang along to the song on Dylan's radio, grabbing his hands and moving them to the beat, "DOUN DOUN!!!!"
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