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Will Byers had done everything in his power to survive. He left Hawkins and never looked back, burying his ghosts to take a job teaching at a local shelter for troubled boys. He carefully interred every single shred of his past just to keep moving forward. And it was working. He was forgetting - he was finally, blissfully, numb.
That, until a new writing teacher starts working at the same shelter, threatening to ruin every progress Will had ever made.
Or: an entire year of: Bylearner! Angst! Slow burn! So much pain! So much love!
"Every time I make you cry, it starts raining," Mike states quietly. His voice is barely audible over the roaring downpour, but it cuts through the thunder like a blade.
"Only the times you've witnessed," Will says in return, his voice barely a whisper.
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Mike searched his eyes. “Will, I’m right here. I’m here.”
“I know.” Will said, too quickly, as though he was compensating for something. He knew that Mike was with him, yet something was deeply, seriously wrong.
“I know.” He said again, quieter.
A beat. Will was breathing faster now, eyes focusing and unfocusing at what seemed like an uncomfortable speed. The air suddenly felt thicker. His eyes dialed in on the corner of Mike’s mouth.
“I can’t see you.”
Or:
The Mindflayer's death (and by extension, the Hive) left Will Byers without sight. As he tries to navigate this new existence, Mike wrestles with his identity and love for Will.
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Will doesn't believe he is worth saving and he doesn't give anyone the chance to prove him wrong.
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Vecna is dying and, in an attempt to stop it, he uses his connection to Will to convince him that he will die with him
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“I want you to tell him why you're so upset," Vecna says, and Will swears he sees the curl of a smile in the webbed scars of his face. “I want to watch you lose him.”
(Or, Will is forced by Vecna to confess his feelings to Mike, with a slow burn aftermath. Alternate Season 5.)
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And maybe it’s the way the streetlights flicker, or the way the town is too quiet, but Will suddenly feels the weight of everything pressing in on him again. The truth clawing at his throat. The things he wants to say but can’t.
He takes a breath.
“Mike.”
Mike turns to him immediately, eyes sharp, attentive.
Will grips his own wrist, fingers digging into his skin. He hesitates—just for a second—before finally, barely above a whisper, he asks:
“Can—” He swallows hard. “Can you promise me something?”
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or: churchgate inspired by author listening to a shit ton of ethel cain
title from: Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain
Series
- Part 1 of s5 byler x ethel cain