actually, it is your fault mike | byler |

chapter seven

wills pov:
i couldn't get mike off my mind, no matter how hard i tried. mike and i decided that we should do something with our time. we agreed on going to the arcade, just to hang and do whatever we wanted. i had 8 dollars saved and mike had to stop at home to get cash. when we finally arrived, mike and i hopped out of my moms car.

"what do you you want to play first?" i asked.
"how about, hmm," mike glanced around thinking, "dragons lair?"
"sure," i replied walking over to the arcade game. mike put his money in, getting ready to play.

"ugh," mike muttered as he lost. i smiled at him and laughed.

"cmon lets go play something else," i suggested, looking over at dig dug machine. suddenly i realized something. eleven and max we playing that game.

"umm mike, do you want to go over there? or do you want to play something else?" i asked while looking up at him.
"uh yeah sure we can go over. do you think i should tell eleven?" mike wondered out loud.

"tell me what mike?" el questioned, raising her eyebrows. mike and i had stopped paying attention to them, but they noticed us before we went over first. mike and i both looked at them, max had her arms crossed and she was staring at us.

"oh um, what are you guys doing here," mike sounded like he was at a loss for words because there was a large pause between what he said.
"max is teaching me how to play some games," el sounded kind of mad.

something crossed my mind that made my heart stop for a few seconds. what if el saw what happened? what if she used her powers to see what mike was doing? i looked up at max and my eyes widened and she knew that i had realized the situation.

shit we are screwed. we are so so so screwed i thought.

"oh that's cool," mike said, still not using his head to realize why she's acting like this. i stared down at my feet, beet red. i didn't even know what to do. el is so going to hate me now. we all stood in awkward silence until max interrupted it.

"so what's new mike? hmm what have you been up to this morning?" she snapped at him, extremely unimpressed with him. mike just stared at her, then looked at el finally realizing what was going on.

"fuck," he muttered under his breath "el i-" he just stopped there, at a loss for words. i wanted to crawl into a hole and cry. "i- i'm sorry el-" but el cut him off.

"it's over mike, i dump your ass." el rolled her eyes at him and walked out of the building with max trailing behind her. we stood in silence for a moment. i knew i should be doing something, but what?

finally i sympathetically said "mike, i'm so sorry. this is all my fault and if you never want to see me again i understand."

"will don't blame this on yourself, this is my own doing," he started off, "and if i'm being really honest, i'm glad she knew so i didn't have to tell her myself that i like you." he replied. my heart was pounding.

"you-you like me?" i stuttered, not being able to quit smiling, and mike shared that smile back.

"yes, i do." he said wrapping me in a hug. i was blushing like mad and i could tell he meant it.
"i-i like you too mike." i said quietly just so mike could hear. he was still smiling and it was so cute, i wanted to kiss him so badly but i didn't want other people to be watching for obvious reasons.

so i grabbed his hand and dragged him into a empty room that the arcade had for storage. i shut the door behind us, the sunlight poured in through the window so i didn't need to flip the light switch. i slowly walked to mike. when i reached him, i studied his beautiful eyes for a moment, then his adorable freckles that speckled his face. next i made it to his lips, then looked back into his sparkling eyes. i could tell he wanted it, so i put my hands on his waist and started to lean in.

i closed my eyes as he put his hands on my neck, caressing my soft skin. our lips met and my butterflies were absolutely wild once again, but i didn't mind it because in this moment, all i cared about was mike.

he continued to caress my neck, making his way up to my cheeks. he cupped them and deepened the kiss. as we passionately kissed, he moved closer to me and i accidentally made the smallest moan. i could feel mike smile but he didn't break off the kiss, instead he moved closer.

i started moving my hands onto mikes stomach, softly touching his abs. this surprised him and he made a strange noise and i smiled into the kiss as mike laughed a little. i never wanted it to end but it had to eventually, so i slowly pulled away, hands not leaving mikes abs. he never stopped cupping my cheeks either and i just stood there adoring him.

"god wheeler, you can really kiss," i quietly said, impressed. his lips we so soft and my lips belonged to his and nobody else's. i just thought about how lucky i was to have mike.
"not so bad yourself, byers." he giggled.

he kissed the top of my head and grabbed my hands, holding them lightly as if the were extremely fragile. "what do you say we go to my house and watch a movie?" he suggested.
"i'd love that, but not as much as a love you mike." i whispered.

i literally just said i loved him.
mike grinned from ear to ear whispering, "i love you more."