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    “I can see you, you know.” Will finally mutters, keeping his eyes on the reflection of the man.

    The man freezes, his eyes widening as he stares back in shock. He pushes up off the doorframe and walks–no, glides–his way closer to Will. It takes all of Will’s self-control to not up and run, standing still as the man draws closer. He leans in, right up to Will’s ear.

    “Can you, now?” he asks, cold air brushing against Will’s neck. Will shivers. His voice is teasing, with an undertone of shock laced in. His hair falls over Will’s shoulder, tickling the skin of Will’s exposed bicep.

    “Are you real?” Will asks, furrowing his eyebrows at their reflection, “Or am I just going crazy?”

    The man straightens up and leans against the wall beside them, flashing Will a smile in the mirror. “I have that effect on people.”

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    Will Byers x flirty ghost Mike Wheeler for day 1 of Bylerween 2023

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    29 May 2026

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    In an instant, Will is throwing himself against Mike, wrapping his arms around him and squeezing the life out of him.

    “Happy almost birthday!” Will exclaims. Will’s face is shoved into the crook between Mike’s shoulder and neck, and his words hit Mike’s skin in a breath of warm air. Mike fights back a shiver, slowly bringing his arms up to hug Will back. Will is warm and Mike is still very, very sleepy, so his brain is acting at half its usual speed. “Less than twenty-four hours until you’re eighteen!”

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    Mike Wheeler is turning 18 and he has some thoughts about it.

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    28 May 2026

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    Mike caps the cup and slides it across the pickup counter to Will, following it up with a wrapped straw and his wrapped lemon loaf immediately after. “Medium iced chai with oat milk and brown sugar syrup, and a lemon loaf for yellow flannel guy!”

    Will grabs his straw, shooting a disapproving look at Mike as he carefully unwraps it. “Remind me to never wear this flannel in public again.” He grabs his drink, slipping his straw into it with steady hands.

    “Nah, it looks nice on you. Don’t let me stop you, Just Will.” Mike is grinning so hard his face hurts. He’s more awake than he was previously, most of his exhaustion washing away throughout this interaction.

    Will sighs, his cheeks going slightly red at Mike’s compliment, bringing his straw to his pink lips and taking a small sip. Mike watches Will’s gaze travel down to Mike’s chest, his eyes stopping on his name tag for only a second before they dip slightly lower. His lips quirk up into a small smile as he swallows his sip of chai. “I like your pin, by the way.”

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    Mike works at the on-campus coffee shop and Will really likes iced chais.

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    27 May 2026

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    "I can say, you would have gotten me if it weren't for the gun I have held to your chest," Mike says, being pushed up against the wall with a knife to his throat seems to have done nothing to fix the smug smile on his face. Either Mike had always been insane or the effects of the job had finally gotten to him.
    It's certainly gotten to Will; when he looks down at the small gun placed gently at his sternum, he has to fight the urge to laugh. He recognized the weapon. It was rare and it packed a real punch, and by punch, he means that once triggered by the heat of being fired and the human body combined the bullet explodes and causes irreversible damage to the body.
    Mike continues, "Also, I would be careful with the whole 'threatening strangers with knives' thing. Some people are into that."
    Despite himself, Will humours him. "Well, I would hardly call us strangers."
    Mike smiles, it's almost manic but still incredibly breathtaking. "Then you should know just how much the cold press of a knife against my skin gets me going."

    Logline: Unbeknownst to them, Mike and Will are tasked with killing one another by their own agencies. Luckily, Mike and Will decide to pursue their own mission.

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    23 May 2026

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    Will followed Mike's gaze, who was staring intently at their hands together. His heart skipped a beat at the sight.

    “Does it hurt?” Mike asked slowly, caressing Will's wrist with his left hand.

    “No.” He whispered.

    His eyes flicked back up again, holding his breath when he saw Mike's sight fixed on him.

    “You sure?” Mike asked again.

    God. Will felt like he would faint.

    “Y-Yeah… I'm sure.” He breathed.

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    Will begins to notice the snowball forming an avalanche after offering to clean the wound on Mike's temple after what happened at MAC-Z.

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    21 May 2026