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When Will presented as an alpha, it was a shock to everyone in his life.
He was gentle, quiet, calm, and the voice of reason. All of these aspects pointed to either an omega or beta- most betting their money on omega with how small he was as a child.
The day he presented was just like any other, the party preparing to play the sixth part of Mike’s recent campaign.
Will was cuddled beside El, who had recently presented as an alpha. His sister smelled like home, coconut and cedarwood mixed together for a calming fragrance.
Max and Lucas, omega and alpha respectfully, sat cuddled together on the big couch with Dustin right beside them. Dustin had presented as a beta, the first to present in the party, and loved every bit of it.
“Okay- so- let’s start setting up.” Mike said, shuffling down the stairs and smiling at Will after noticing he arrived.
He looked cute, Will thought, taking in his best friend's outfit for the night.
Mike wore a tight grey shirt that hugged his body, comfortable sweatpants that hung low on bony hips, and his hair was pulled up into a small ponytail with curly strands framing his face.
For their Senior year of high school, Mike decided to grow out his hair enough to rest on his shoulders comfortably. Will only fell more in love with his best friend.
“I brought some snacks, try some!” Dustin exclaimed, passing a new flavor of oreos to Will.
Will opened the package, ready to split them with El, when the smell alone made his stomach churn. A deep, uncomfortable feeling.
“I’m good, I think. Thank you though.” Will mumbled, wondering if he ate something bad earlier.
“You haven’t eaten all day, Will.” El lightly scolded, grabbing a bag of chips. “Try these instead.” She finished, holding them up for Will to attempt.
Will’s body responded the same, pushing the snack roughly away with his hand. Silence overtook the basement, curious and concerned eyes tracking his every move.
“Anyway…” Lucas trailed off, tilting his head in contemplation before continuing, “I figured we could watch an episode of Star Trek before starting. Sound good to everyone?”
When the group agreed, Mike made his way over to Will’s other side, plopping himself under his arm.
Will’s cheeks burned heavily, only increasing when Mike whined a bit when Will made no move to scratch his head like usual.
Carefully setting his hand on soft black curls, Will couldn’t help but take a deep breath of Mike’s natural scent. Although the other hadn’t presented yet- people assumed he’d be a Beta at this point- he smelled stronger today. Cherry and mint. The smell alone caused chills to run down Will’s back.
The first twenty minutes of the episode went smoothly, yet Will couldn’t help but feel like he was overheating. His lower back was damp, and no adjusting helped the amount of sweat collecting on his skin.
Lucas and El kept shooting him weird looks, studying him like he was a science experiment.
“Mmmm, you’re warm, Will.” Mike whispered against his shirt, peering up at him through dark lashes.
“T-thank you.” Will replied, locking his eyes on Spock’s face to distract the static in his head.
It was like every touch, sound, and smell was hyperactive- yet the breaking point was Mike’s gentle circles on his stomach.
Will grumbled deeply, turning to Mike and lifting him to his lap so the curly-haired boy was straddling him. Shoving his face in his best friend's neck instantly soothed his anxiety, his hands finding purchase on his bony hips.
It wasn’t until Lucas touched Mike’s arms that Will growled, pulling the other as close as possible.
Protect. Defend. Bite.
“Will Byers!” Max’s voice rang throughout the basement. Everyone stopped.
The omega’s voice stunted Will’s actions, causing his eyes to dart between his friends in confusion. Shaking his head a bit, he peered up at his best friend who’s face was painted a pretty pink.
“Will…” El muttered gently, coaxing his arms to loosen their tight grip on Mike.
Mike’s deep brown eyes stared into his own, concern spread throughout- yet a hint of something Will couldn’t decipher.
“Will.” El demanded more firmly, adding in the start of an alpha command that even had Lucas taking a step back. “You are presenting. We must get you home.” She said, carefully dislodging Mike from Will’s lap as the brown-haired boy stared daggers at her hands.
“Mike.” Will breathed, tracing his omega’s body carefully.
Wait. omega? Mike’s not an omega.
A sharp growl broke throughout the room, gaining everyone’s quick attention as shared worry heightened.
Will lightly shook his head, staggering up before he could even think of mating Mike. His head was spinning, sharp white and black spots dotting his vision, accompanied by clammy hands that wanted nothing more than to grip his mate.
He felt strong hands pulling him up the stairs, yet he snapped back to reality when whines scattered the room.
“No I want him- Max, stop!” Mike yelled, and when Will turned to the boy his alpha preened.
The curly-haired boy was intensely sweating, fighting against Max and Dustin’s bodies. He looked wrecked- gorgeous and needy, everything Will craved. Will tried to break free of the razor-sharp grip on his body- yet it was no use.
“Mike, you need to calm down, you’re presenting as well!” Will heard Dustin yell, before he reached the upstairs and animatedly passed out.
–
The next couple of months were awkward to say the least.
Both boys pretended nothing happened, and instead focused on their newly developed omega and alpha friendship. Alphas and omegas could be friends, there was nothing sexual- or romantic- about their relationship, despite what everyone teased.
“Hey, bitch-boy!” Troy called from across the cafeteria, directing his foul words towards Mike. “You let your alpha fuck you yet? Maybe that’ll shut you up!”
“Shut your trap, Troy! Not my fault you can’t pull bitches!” Mike yelled back, dropping down next to Will tiredly.
“I’m sorry they say that kind of stuff to you.” Will mumbled, meeting Mike’s soft eyes.
“I’m used to it. Male omega’s are apparently everyone’s favorite punching bag.” Mike responded, giggling when Will immediately tensed at the term ‘punching bag’. “Not actually, you big baby! They know we’d beat the shit out of them.”
“Yeah, Will would go feral!” Max joked across from them, sending Will a shit-eating grin.
Will merely hung his head in embarrassment, but that didn’t stop him from leaning towards his best friend. “She’s not technically wrong.” He flirted, batting his eyelashes dramatically.
“Stop!” Mike screeched, pushing Will’s face away while cackling.
That was a new addition after presenting, the teasing eventually led to over-the-top flirting from both parties. Although, every time Will’s alpha recalled it was fake, his heart clamped tightly.
“Anyway, you guys wanna go to a party?” Lucas asked, hanging off Max’s shoulders in a gross display of affection.
“I’ll pass.” Will said, at the same time Mike piped up, “We’ll go!”
Will turned to the curly-haired boy in faux anger, pushing him gently to the side.
“I did not agree to that.” Will said, rolling his eyes and turning back to his sandwich.
“Mmm I think you did.” Mike responded, grinning at their other friends’ obvious amusement.
“Did not.” Will chimed, giving Mike a harsh glare.
“Did too!” Mike sang, pouting at Will with his genuine eyes.
“Did not.” Will growled at, smirking when Mike was clearly affected by the low tone of voice.
“Are you guys done yet?” Dustin questioned, scrunching his face in disgust.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll go for a bit. Remember, I’m not drinking.” Will said with a sigh, grumbling as Mike’s leg intertwined with his own.
–
Will despised parties, but the remaining party members thought otherwise.
He picked up Dustin first, who settled in the back beside El. Both were dressed in semi-party clothes, not typically going out of their comfort zone.
When Will arrived at Lucas’ house, Max and him came out happily, both dressed to attract. They knew they were a hot couple, and Max on Lucas’ lap did not sway that verdict.
Lastly, Will pulled up to the Wheelers’ house, stepping out to knock on the door. Mike typically hung out in his room nowadays, since Mr. Wheeler’s opinions on male omegas haven't shifted.
Will stood patiently, adjusting his jacket nervously. Steve had come over earlier in the day to visit the Byers’, and after finding out they were going to a school party, shoved an old leather jacket in Will’s hands. The comforting scent of the older omega calmed his nerves…only slightly.
Will knew he looked off, it was completely different from his typical style, but he still held hope that it’d catch a certain omega’s attention.
“Will…” He heard Mike breath out, looking up to find his best friend staring wide-eyed at him.
“Hi.” Will responded, taking in the beauty of Mike Wheeler. The curly-haired boy wore a tight long-sleeved shirt, which showed off his small waist- accompanied by baggy black pants and rings adoring each finger. His curls were loose, falling perfectly around his face, and Will wanted nothing more than to ruin them.
Clearing his throat before immoral thoughts could continue, Will gestured for Mike to follow him to the car. “You get passenger, Princess.” Will said, winking at his best friend while laughter rang throughout the night.
“Thank you, good sir.” The other responded, giggling as he mockingly bowed before settling in the passenger seat.
Will thought he’d never be cuter.
–
The music was blaring heavily throughout the house, blue and yellow strobelights irritating Will’s eyes, and the retched stench of alcohol painting his nose.
El had immediately latched onto his right arm, while Mike gripped the left.
“Mike, let’s go dance!” Max said happily, pulling Mike away before he could argue.
Mike’s eyes pleaded for Will to save him, until he disappeared in the crowded room of mixed scents.
Will sighed, following everyone to the kitchen where they immediately cracked bottles open. Lucas was no surprise, Dustin was a hit or miss on alcohol, but his sister was the biggest drinker of them all- preferring every sweet drink under the sun.
Dustin tossed him a soda, Will smiling gratefully at the brunet before moving to scan the makeshift dance floor.
The pack-omegas were a sight to behold, both swaying their bodies seductively- yet freely.
After presenting, Mike truly came out of his shell. He was still Will’s lanky and awkward best friend, but now with a new found confidence in his body and self which Will couldn’t be happier about.
Yet…it did make situations like this difficult. Mike was looking to find a romantic dance partner, and Will had to sit on the sidelines and merely supervise- rather than partaking himself.
Mike looked beautiful, adorning flushed cheeks with a bright smile, swaying his hips side to side, and simply having fun. He deserved this.
“Will?” A soft voice rang out, snapping Will out of staring at his best friend in a not-so-platonic way.
“Hm?” He responded, tilting his head to find a slim boy his age nervously adjusting his stance.
“Would you like to…dance with me?” The stranger asked hesitantly, maintaining a shy smile.
“Uh…” Will trailed off, glancing at his defenseless pack mates, not knowing how to respond.
“Hey, me and Dustin can look out for them, Will. Go have fun!” Lucas encouraged, grinning at the display before him.
“Are you sure-?” Will questioned, feeling his nerves multiply in a mere few seconds.
Will never gets asked to dance. No one ever approaches him. He prefers that, knowing he won’t lead someone on when his heart is solely set on Mike.
“Go!” Dustin laughed, shoving him in the shoulder.
Will attempted a smile, which came out more of a grimace, yet he followed the stranger to the edge of the dancefloor nonetheless.
Hovering awkwardly for a moment, Will didn’t know where to place his hands. Luckily, the boy grinned and placed Will’s palms on his waist, while he settled his own on Will’s shoulders.
“I’m Chris, I’ve been eyeing you for a while- even before you presented. I’m an omega, and something about you was always gentle and approaching.” The stranger blurted out, giggling cutely at the admission.
“O-oh, thank you. I try to be as non threatening as possible.” Will responded, feeling his muscles loosening as the conversation continued.
The other boy had dark brown curly hair that covered his forehead and deep brown eyes similar to his best friends. If you squint, there may be a similarity.
Will felt bad for the thought. Comparing two people is the kidnapper of joy.
Yet…his waist wasn’t as bony as he’d like, his skin lacking scattered freckles, the hands on his shoulder rough instead of nimble, and too short to be who he really craved.
Will wanted his omega. His mate. His best friend. He wanted Mike- no- he needed Mike.
The newcomer yapped on about random things, and Will felt somewhat guilty for peering over at where the rest of his pack dances.
The first one he sees is Max, who is grinding against Lucas dramatically. Next, Dustin and El jump around to whatever pop song is playing at the moment. Finally, his eyes meet Mike’s, except- there’s a deep anger in the other’s expression. Mike’s jaw is rigid, his fists clenched, and his scent leaking out so heavily it pierces between dozens of people just to reach Will.
Possessive. It says. Mine.
“Uhhh, is that your boyfriend?” Will’s dance partner mutters, taking quick glances towards a striding Mike.
“You may want to go.” Will says apologetically, sighing as the overwhelming scent gained closer.
This isn’t the first time Mike’s gotten possessive over his friends. He’ll usually scent them, ensuring his cherry mint smell claims his pack members.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Will asked softly, turning just in time for Mike to roughly rub against his scent glands. Will had to hold back the shudders threatening to escape.
“Don’ smell like you. Smell’s like other ‘mega.” Mike mumbled, peering up at Will through cloudy eyes.
Out of everyone, Mike was the most active in his natural secondary gender behaviors- never afraid to complete what his omega seeked.
“Okay, baby. Wanna go home?” Will questioned, using the nickname the omega loved to hear when his emotions were high.
“I want you.” Mike whispered, leaning his forehead against Will’s.
“No…no you don’t, Mike. You’re drunk.” Will replied sadly, feeling his heart crack at the faulty admission.
“Will, I’m not drunk. I’m tired of seeing everyone thirst for you! Do you not want me? Even just to sleep with? Am I not enough?” Mike growled, pulling back to rake down Will’s body.
“Wait- what?” Will asked dumbly, scrunching his face in confusion when the other merely stared nervously.
“Nevermind.” Mike muttered, releasing the hands framing Will’s shoulders. “Forget it. Please.”
“Whoa- okay. Uh, can we talk about this in a quieter area? Please?” Will pleaded, taking Mike’s retreating wrist in his hand as gently as he could. “Please?” He tacked on, nearly begging at this point.
“Okay, yeah, let’s go.” Mike huffed, marching towards a hallway filled with rooms.
Will trailed after him, thoughts racing alongside his heart, gaining a greater flush as Mike opened doors to rooms where couples fucked recklessely.
The last room was thankfully unoccupied, leading the two boys to settle inside, locking the door behind them.
Will stood awkwardly by the door as Mike collapsed on the bed, trailing the omega’s body with purpose.
How could Will not want him?
“Mike…” Will began, blushing as pretty brown eyes locked on his own. “I need some clarification.” He finished, carefully moving to sit down by his best friend's hips.
“Fine, about what?” The other barked, rolling his eyes harshly.
“Do you want to sleep with me?” Will asked shakily, hope worming its way through his chest.
“Duh. You’re the hottest alpha around.” Mike replied confidently, as if there was genuinely no competition.
Will took a second to reflect. His best friend of 15 years wanted to have sex with him. However, Will couldn’t use him like that if Mike didn’t share the same romantic feelings Will held. The next part needed to be treated carefully.
“Is there anything…romantic about your feelings?” Will blurted, feeling his ears burn as he picked at his fingers rested in his lap. So much for subtle.
Silence overtook the room, Will’s heart breaking after every speechless second.
“Listen, Mike, I’m sorry for asking. I just didn’t want anything to become complicated if my feelings-” Will said shakily.
“Will-”
“If my feelings get in the way. I don’t mind…having sex with you…but you need to know my true feelings about you before that can happen.” Will finished, finally realizing how close Mike became.
Will was stunned as the taller boy swung his leg over his lap, wrapping his arms around Will’s neck securely. “You’re a dumbass.” Mike whispered, nuzzling his scent gland against Will’s.
“I- uh-” Will stammered, naturally gripping Mike’s hips rougher than he intended. He was about to apologize when a soft moan echoed in the silent room.
“Will, I like you, romantically. Now, if you don’t fuck me within the next 5 minutes I will be taking back my former statement.” Mike said quickly before continuing, “Obviously that’s a joke. If you don’t want to fuck it’s okay- but would be delightful. If you want to.” He ranted, clearly becoming increasingly nervous as time went on.
“I like you too…romantically.” Will responded, still shocked at the confessions.
“So…do you want to see me naked?” Mike asked nonchalantly, using his soft puppy eyes on Will’s shocked ones.
“Yeah.” Will breathed, allowing his alpha to finally take what he wanted.
And he wanted bad.
Will’s hands roughly dragged Mike’s ass down on his lap, quickly sucking on the curly-haired boy's scent glands without a second thought. Mike whined loudly, clamping his hands in Will’s hair to tug harshly.
Moaning at the faint pain, Will steadily increased the pace of Mike’s hips to meet his own. He could feel his pants tightening, his alpha begging to escape the confining clothing. “Off.” Will whispered in the other’s ear, moving to tug at his best friend's pants and shirt.
“Yeah, yeah.” Mike responded breathlessly, swiftly standing to remove the articles of clothing. When he finally stepped out of his underwear, Will felt hungry.
Mike’s cute cock was straining against his stomach, while the strong scent of slick sweetened the air and Will’s taste buds. Will motioned impatiently, settling Mike back in his lap the second he stepped close.
“You’re so beautiful.” Will professed, roaming every inch of fair skin he could reach, diving to catch Mike’s awaiting mouth.
Their kiss was rough, tongues battling for dominance with Will coming out on top. He alternated between sucking on Mike’s tongue and lips, occasionally nipping at the blossoming puffy lips.
Mike soon became impatient, whining needily into Will’s mouth. “In me…” He asked, squeezing Will’s fingers and tugging them towards his ass.
“Alright, baby, let me lay you down first.” Will whispered lovingly, easily situating Mike on his back with his head propped by pillows.
Taking a second to breath in the scene, Will couldn’t help but roam over his best friend carefully.
Mike’s chest heaved up and down from exertion, his hands gripping the sheets tightly, legs somewhat spread- ready to be devoured, and his hair gracefully falling around him like the pretty creature he is. Pretty. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Ethereal.
Will was soon pulled back by his own cock twitching in need and arousal. Standing up, Will shucked himself out of his jacket and shirt- slowly sliding his pants and underwear down in embarrassment.
He had never slept with someone before, much less the love of his life who managed to share the same feelings.
“I’ve never done this before.” Will said quietly, turning to find Mike’s body shuddering and his mouth dropped open- staring at Will’s body.
“I’m going to blow you later, but right now I need you to fuck me. Please, I’ve waited so long.” Mike begged, immediately pulling Will’s body on top of his own once he got in reach.
“You can’t say things like that.” Will chuckled, trailing his quivering hand down milky thighs, fingers twitching slightly when he felt warm wetness.
“Mmmm, finger me. Start with one, then put in two.” Mike breathed, fluttering his eyes sexily.
Following Mike’s directions, Will placed the tip of his pointer finger against the fluttering hole begging for a knot. It pulsed around him, eventually sucking him in greedily.
“Have you…” Will trailed off, preening at Mike’s cute moans. “Done this before? With someone else?” He asked, flushing in embarrassment at the question.
Will was lucky enough to be in this position, don’t ruin it now with jealousy.
“N-no.” Mike whispered before breaking out in a loud moan as Will swiped his finger deeper. “Just myself, and you. Waiting for you, always you.” The omega admitted, smiling shakily as Will inserted a second finger beside the first.
“Good.” Will said, gaining quick confidence, his alpha panting happily internally. “I’ll make you feel so good.” He added, hovering over his omega’s mouth to taste his sugary flavor.
Kissing Mike was quickly becoming Will’s favorite hobby.
After a moment of Mike’s moans lacing with whininess, Will quickly added a third finger, shifting around to ensure Mike wouldn’t feel as much pain when he finally entered him.
“Will, I’m ready.” Mike sighed, his chest moving up and down with every deep breath.
“Are you sure? Maybe a few more minutes-” Will said worriedly, gazing down at the dripping mess he wanted to bury himself in.
“For fuck’s sake!” Mike groaned, sitting up on his elbows to peer at Will angrily. “I’m ready! I’m prepped, you won’t hurt me.” Mike added softer, noticing Will’s genuine worry.
“I just don’t want to hurt you…” Will replied quietly, leaning down to hover over Mike’s awaiting body. Running his hands down smooth thighs, the brunet couldn’t help but slowly wrap the other’s ankles around his back. “I love you.” Will whispered, palms settling beside Mike’s head, forehead bumping against his best friend’s.
“I love you too, but I won’t break. The waiting is killing me, please, Will the Wise.” Mike tacked on, grinning goofily as Will leaned back in disgust.
“I’m about to put my dick in you, and you call me by my D&D name? What’s wrong with you?” Will laughed, making eye contact with Mike- only doubling over even harder.
“I think Will the Wise is very sexy, thank you.” Mike breathed between giggles, palming at Will’s shaking shoulders. “He’d have been in me by now.”
“Alright, alright. Sue me for keeping you safe.” Will mumbled, kissing Mike’s cheek and nuzzling in his scent gland. “I’m going to go in now.”
“Finally!” Mike exaggerated, spreading his legs as far as they’d go, readjusting his ankle’s grip on his alphas broad back.
Despite the nerves, Will shuffled closer, using his hand to lead the tip against Mike’s entrance. A mere brush against the other led to his knot pulsing, impatient to please his omega. “Tell me if it hurts…” Will breathed, slowly pushing passed the ring of muscle.
Wet. Warm.
“Nnnngg…” Mike moaned, fingers gripping the sheets enough to rip beneath the pressure.
The reactions only spurred Will on further- quickening his pace as he gripped Mike’s hips, throwing his own head back in pleasure.
Mike was sucking him in, desperately. The heat around his cock was overwhelming- Will doing everything in his power not to sheath himself fully in the warmth.
As their hips finally touched- Will fully inside of the omega- Mike’s eyes began to water. Concerned, Will quickly leaned forward to wipe away the growing tears. “Baby? What's wrong? Are you okay? Fuck- shit, did I hurt you? I’ll pull out-” Will asked, alarmed, beginning to shuffle out of his best friend- until a sharp heel digging into his muscles made him freeze.
“N-no. Feel’s so good, don’t stop. I’m just happy.” Mike cried harder, pulling Will’s neck down to kiss him deeply. “So happy.” He added brokenly, staring into Will’s eyes with devotion- tenderness, everything declaring the love he felt.
Will wanted to declare his own love just as intensely.
Pulling out until only the head of his cock remained, Will slammed back in deeper than before. Mike cried out, grasping for stability in the form of the alphas back. Sharp stinging pierced Will’s skin, only deepening the steady rhythm he developed.
“Will!” Mike moaned, bucking his hips roughly to chase the high- his omega finally feeling fulfilled.
“Gonna fill you up, baby.” Will whispered, sucking on the other’s freckled neck.
“Mmm, please. Please.” Mike begged, sounding like a broken record.
“Already cock drunk? Such a good boy, gonna make you feel so good.” Will responded, thrusting faster to find the spot he needed.
The bundle of nerves was clearly hit as Mike’s breath was held, his pretty brown eyes disappearing into his head. “Oh my god. Harder!” Mike demanded, blinking rapidly at his alpha.
So sweet and perfect, Will thought, before giving exactly what the other needed.
“I-I’m close…” Mike whispered, staring at Will with fluttering eyes and mouth agape in pleasure.
“Me too. Want me to knot you?” Will groaned out, nuzzling his nose against Mike’s scent gland. Fangs wanting to bite the delicate skin against his lips.
“Yeah- please. Fill me up, fill me with your pups.” Mike mumbled, too fucked out to comprehend his words.
Despite it all, Will’s cock pulsed, desperate to give Mike’s omega what he wanted. Realistically, Mike’s been on birth control since his first heat ended, so there was no chance of success- yet the alpha didn’t care.
He’d fuck him over and over until Mike was content.
Speeding up and wrapping his hand around Mike’s leaking tip, Will jerked him off in time with his thrusts.
“Gonna cum!” Mike yelped, panting heavily while his eyes rolled back once last time.
Mike’s hole clenched ruthlessly around Will as he came, ropes of white painting his own stomach.
At the sight of his beautiful omega satisfied, Will’s hips stuttered as he reached his max, pushing as far in as he physically could into the heat. The large knot rubbed against the omega’s ass, squeezing in with little resistance.
Both boys were spent, limbs trembling, cum and slick dirtying a stranger’s bed- and the tipping point was Mike smiling tiredly up at Will as they adjusted to the connection tying them together for at least 30 minutes.
“Well…we’re stuck here for a bit.” Mike giggled, letting his legs and arms crash on the bed. “I’m so tired.”
“I’ll get you home after, sweetheart. Just stay awake for me.” Will mumbled softly, settling over Mike’s body gently, not wanting to squish his newly acquired boyfriend- wait.
“Are we boyfriends now?” Will blurted, hiding his blushing cheeks into Mike’s chest.
“Mmmm, I would hope so. Do you not want to be mine?” Mike responded, carding his hand through the brunet's messy hair. “I’d love to be yours, personally.”
“Nothing would make me happier.” Will said overtly sappy, placing a kiss on Mike’s beating heart. Tilting his chin up, he found chocolate eyes already peering down at him.
“Love you.” Will murmured.
“Love you too.” Mike breathed, sighing contently.
–
“Soooo, are you guys dating now?” Max asked from across the lunch table, blue eyes darting between her two friends.
“None of your business.” Mike snipped, leaning further into Will’s side.
“Yeah, who knows?” Will added, kissing the top of his boyfriend’s head, wrapping a solid arm around his waist.
“Fucking weirdos.” The redhead muttered, shaking her head as the rest of the party snickered.
“At least I won’t have to hear Will’s endless pining anymore.” El laughed happily, nudging against Will’s other shoulder.
“I wasn’t that bad.” Will stated, rolling his eyes.
“Oh my gosh, Mike’s hair is so pretty today- and his scent is soooo good!” Lucas mocked, mimicking a high voice.
“I didn’t do that!” The brunet squeaked.
“You totally did, dude. Not to mention in math when all you did was stare at his waist the entire class.” Dustin laughed, glancing at Mike playfully. “Although, if I had to hear yet another comment about your arms I was going to slingshot myself into space.”
“Oh really now?” Will teased, glancing at the omega who had stopped giggling with all their friends.
“What? You got really strong after California, what’s a guy to do? Not stare?” Mike said shyly, kicking at Dustin under the benches. “Personal shit, asshole.”
Will gently tugged Mike’s face to his own, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. “Thank you for being my best friend and boyfriend.” He mumbled lowly, grinning at the pretty flush on the curly-haired boy's cheeks.
“I love you.” Mike responded, nuzzling sappily against Will’s cheek.
“Love you too.”
He'd never stop saying it.