#lee will

I know I said I was writing some reddie stuff, and different stranger things pairs, but the boys got to me 😭😭😭 Here's some more byler everyone

Also HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!! 🌈 I genuinely love you all so much 🫶🫶 Never forget how important you are!!!

Lee: Will

Ler: Mike

TW!: None!

Word Count: 2189

Was thinking a Byler one (taking place sometime in season 4 maybe since that’s were you really see that Will has a crush on Mike so it would be really cute swing Mike tickle Will and Will is so flustered. Was thinking maybe one where he sees something is bothering Will and he tries to tickle Will to make him feel better (extra credit if Mike accidentally gets his worst spot and just wrecks him there lol).

If you can’t or don’t want to I totally understand!!! Either way thank you ❤️

Okay, so first off, thank you anon, and like, I’m super super sorry for putting this off for so long. I don’t have an excuse other then the fact I just haven’t been motivated to write, but I’m back now, and I’m gonna make the best fic ever!

The World Turned Upside Down

Pairings: Byler.

Warning: Tickle fic, sad Will, oblivious asf Mike.

A small grunt parted from Will’s lips as he dug the blisteringly hot shovel, into the cracking, dusty ground. Scooping pile and pile of..sand or soil, or whatever this abandoned car dump was made of, Will didn’t care, he didn’t have time to notice small things right now. There was only one thing he still had on his mind amidst all the chaos, and his name was Mike Wheeler. He pulled his shovel from the ground, his hands dampened by sweat as he leaned gently on his tool, gazing longingly at his crush. Mike Wheeler was also tugging at the tough ground, pulling heaps of rubble and dirt up. His fluffy, black hair sticking to the sides of his face, as he persisted in digging out the large grave for ‘Unknown Hero Agent Man’, as Argyle put it. Slowly, with squinting eyes, he looked up at Will Byers, who gulped and met his gaze.

‘It’s just, if that agent had just lived for one more second, one more second, then we could be on our way to El right now! We may have even got to her!’ Mike ranted his heart out on top of the wrecked car. He looked over at Will, sitting next to him, who had his chin in his palms and his elbows on his knees.

‘Yeah, I wanna find her too..’ he responded dryly, half listening to the conversation. It was always El. Always El, and never, ever him. Mike never wanted to do anything with him, he never called, he never played dnd, he didn’t even send a letter to him.

Mike looked over to his slightly absent friend, his eyes glazed over in his own thoughts. Mike could’ve gotten mad. He really could’ve. He could’ve gotten mad like he did in Rink-o-mania, he could’ve gotten mad like he did outside Will’s house in the rain, but he didn’t. He didn’t want to hurt Will, not when he was clearly hurting. God, he was so blind not to see it before.

‘You okay?’ Mike asked half heartedly, scooting closer to his friend.

‘H-huh? Yeah, I’m f-fine.’ Will stammered out, mentally kicking himself for the stutter. God, he’s gonna push further.

‘Well, that’s odd ‘cause you really don’t look it.’ Mike teased at his friend, concern filling his voice.

‘I-‘ Will huffed ‘I’m fine, Mike, I just..wanted to finally spend some time with you, and now El’s in danger, we’re in danger, everyone in Hawkins is in danger, and I just, I didn’t know, I missed you and our party.’ Will vented out unexpectedly, clenching his eyes shut as he wondered why he let his guts spill like that.

‘I missed you too, bud. I feel like if I wanted to be facing the end of the world with someone, I’d want it to be you!’ Mike smiles obliviously at his friend. It was true, he missed their DnD games, he missed talking to Will, he missed the antics the party used to get into. Hawkins was so different without Will, he was just so special to Mike. He had occasionally questioned, intrusive thoughts of course, if Mike’s feelings were more then friendship, but there was no way. What he felt for Will was totally different then what he felt for Eleven.

Mike grinned as an idea popped into his head, something he effortlessly used to cheer up Will in their childhood. He grinned and slid right next to to his friend.

‘Wanna know what I else I missed?’ He asked with an innocent tone, tapping his fingers impatiently in his lap.

‘What?’ Will asked, curiously.

‘This!’ Mike exclaimed bluntly, digging his fingers into Will’s belly, clawing his nails into them.

Byers immediately broke out into laughter, and frantically kicked his legs in the air.

‘Wait, wait, wiahahhahahat, Mihahahhahahahagakr!’ He wailed out, leaning backwards to try and avoid Mike’s dexterous fingers.

‘Hm, what is it, Will?’ Mike smiled innocently at his tortured friend, moving his hands to prod and pinch at his sides.

‘I-eep- it tihahah-eep-ckles!’ He blushed, getting flustered by Mike’s tease and his own loud, high pitched squeaking.

‘Aw, I didn’t notice, oh well!’ Mike gleefully said, trailing his fingernails down to Will’s hips, before drilling his fingers into them.

‘Gahahahahahad, gahaAHAHAHd, Mihahahahahahke!’ Will screamed, thrashing from to side to escape the vibrating, tickly feeling.

‘That’s my name, don’t wear it out.’ Mike teased at his helpless friend, before fluttering his fingertips write onto his neck.

‘Ehehehehehehehehe, nahahahahaha stahahahahp!’ Will pleaded, his head squirming around desperately to get away from Mike’s tormenting fingers.

‘Fine,’ Mike said, exaggeratedly, removing his fingers from Will and looking down at him. His soft, blushing cheeks and his gleeful filled eyes while he slowly caught his breath was slightly enamouring. Mike hadn’t a clue why, maybe he liked seeing his friend happy.

‘You’re a dick.’ Will said, bluntly, still giggling.

‘Aw, come on, don’t act like you didn’t miss that?’ Mike grinned at his friend.

‘What? N-no, I didn’t!’ Will deceived straight through his teeth, looking nervously to the side.

‘Seriously, Will, you used to say you enjoyed it when you were a kid.’

‘Yeah, and when I was a kid, I still played with action figures and that.’ Will huffed, crossing his arms lightly.

‘Maybe,’ Mike said, not believing a word ‘still, you still do some of the stuff you did when you were a kid, like drawing.’ Mike explained.

‘I guess..’ Will blushed out slightly.

‘Hey, Will, from now on, no more fights, no more secrets, no more hiding sadness away, all right?’ Mike asked, looking Will in the eye.

‘Yeah,’ Will lied. ‘Yeah, I can do that.’

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Day 5: Punishment

Characters: Lee Will, Ler Lucas

Warnings: Shouting, tickle fic,

A cacophony of passionate sound was cutting through the air over the dnd table, Dustin’s hands banging against the table, well more accurately his finger, as Mike held out his hands in front of him, gesturing to various pieces and notes which laid scattered around. Lucas and Will were at the other side, with Will anxiously fiddling with the dice between his hands. It’s not that the boy couldn’t handle the shouting, no, no, he didn’t mind that, he’d been friends with these nerds for years, Will was used to the shouting. It was only bad when he was trying to think, and he’s half heartedly make a random choice at that point.

Lucas brought his legs onto his chair, curling his knees to his chest with his arms in front of his arms pressed together. ‘Okay, listen, listen, shut up!’ He ordered, waving his arms towards the other two bickering before turning his attention back to Will. ‘Okay, we don’t know much about it, so attacking the creature would be the best way to learn of it, right?’ To which Will tilted his head, definitely confused at the leaps in logic to head immediately to violence. He closed his eyes, attempting to tune them all out but it really didn’t work. He opened them again, taking in a deep breath and glancing around the room before raising his hand with the dice held firm in it..before slowly bringing his hand back down on to the table and placing the dice on it.

‘I choose to the run,’ he stated, placing his elbows on the table, holding his hands together with his fingers interlocked. Mike and Dustin had a delayed reaction, blinking slowly for a few seconds, while Lucas calmly turned towards Will. ‘Hey, Byers, you have five seconds,’ he stated shakily, spinning his chair to face the basement door. The message instantly clicked in Will’s head, he pressed his hands at the side of the table and pushed away, scrambling to get up, knocking his own dice onto the floor as he ran and ran towards the door. His socks pounded against the stairs while he took in short, panicked breath.

‘Think I should be nice to him?’ Lucas tilted his head back to Dustin, tapping his fingertips mischievously as his chair. ‘Absolutely not,’ he responded, with a smirk, which caused Lucas to dart out his chair after Will. His hands pressed against the sides of the stair case as he pushed himself upwards, chasing after the youngest Byers sibling through the mostly empty house.

‘You can’t run from me, Will!’ He called out, as he caught just a glimpse of Will’s figure sprinting through the door. ‘Ah, you dick, that wasn’t five seconds!’ Will screeched in a panicked tone, sliding against the floors as his mind raced and raced in circles. Lucas’ eyes were shining with determination, he wanted to catch up to this boy if it was the last thing he ever did. Lucas was a natural athlete compared to Will and began quickly catching up with him, much to Will’s dismay. When Will was just out of his reach, Lucas made sure to lean back and plunge towards the artist, tackling him onto the ground.

Will pressed his palms into the hard, wooden floor, getting specks of dust and dirt on his fingers to try and push himself up, before feeling a weight pressing against his thighs. Lucas was sitting cross legged on the boy’s lower body, his own legs wrapped around him as he tapped his fingers against Will’s back to build anticipation. Will whined and and buried his forehead into his wrists, his waist shifting from side to side, just begging for the tickles already.

‘Lucas!’ He pleaded, the two didn’t need more words to understand what he meant. ‘Oh no, Byers, you brought this on yourself, I think you need to learn to listen to your party more, don’t ya think?’ The ranger smirked, stroking his fingers up and down Will’s sides, sliding his shirt up more and more until his torso was bared from the chest down. ‘Yohahahahu meahahahahn lihahahahahsten to yohahahahahu, rihahahaght?’ Being more and more exposed just made the youngest Byers want the attention more and more, but Lucas intended on making him wait just a little bit longer. ‘Obviously!’ He exclaimed, pressing his thumbs deep into Will’s hips and swiftly wiggling them around against his sensitive skin.

The sudden switching of spots lead Will to squealing loudly, swinging his small hips from side to side as he uselessly pushed against the floor, his nails scraping against it desperately. ‘Gahahahahahd, Luhahahahcas, gehahahahshahaht it ahahahahahahahver wihahahahahahahth!’ He shrieked, openly begging for the tickles without Lucas having to prompt him towards them, causing a gentle red blush to spread over his cheeks. ‘Get what over with?’ Lucas asked in a clueless tone, slowly pulling his hands away. Will giggled from the phantom tickles and shook them away, before tilting his head to Lucas, confused. ‘You heard me, what do you want me to do?’ Lucas rolled off the boy’s legs, completely freeing him, but he knew Will didn’t want to run at this point. He caught a slow mumble into the floor and crawled over to Will’s head. ‘What was that?’ He prompted, getting close to him, causing Will to bite at his tongue before blurting out ‘tickle me!’ He flinched slightly at his own words, feeling his face turn a deep red as he stared at Lucas.

A small part of Lucas wanted to keep teasing the boy, but he just didn’t have the heart to. He opened his arms, inviting Will closer to him, ‘oh, tickling? You want me to tickle your adorable little ticklish self?’ Okay, maybe he wasn’t all done with the teasing, but he didn’t want to be that mean with it. ‘S-stop saying that..’ he whined, but still inched closer towards the party’s ranger, curling up as Lucas held him close, tracing some fingers slowly up his back. Will’s breathing hitched slightly at the feeling of Lucas’ cold fingers, the wizard bit down into his lip to stop any giggles from escaping.

‘Aw, come on Will, let all these giggles pour out!’ Lucan encouraged, slowly walking his fingers up and up Will’s back until Will realised what was happening. Lucas was going for his death spot. The artist through for a moment, before realising their was no way out of this for him, Lucas’ fingers were so close and he quickly stated ‘be gentle!’ Lucas’ nails slowly inched at the bottom of Will’s neck, causing it to scrunch up already as he awkwardly shifted in the boy’s lap. ‘Eheheheheehhe, kihihihihihihihi!’

‘If you insist,’ Lucas obeyed, making sure to only gentle grace his fingers around the length of Will’s neck as the artist eventually tilted his chin up, giving Lucas’s soft fingers complete free reign over his neck. ‘Aw, how nice of you,’ Lucas whispered, scratching slowly and softly at the nape of his neck, causing Will to absolutely melt into a laughing fit.

‘A-abahahahaAHAHAHAHAhahahah, Luhahaahahahahacas!’ He attempted to pull his chin back down, but couldn’t. Lucas was using his other hand to keep his head pressed upwards, aimlessly looking at the ceiling as the ranger quickly used the opportunity to skitter his fingers all over Will’s exposed neck.

‘HAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA, NAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!’ The boy helplessly kicked his legs and pushed against Lucas’ chest, breaking away from him as he laid on the floor. Will took in slow deep breathes as Sinclair offered him a pat on the back, before standing up and beginning to walk aqua.

‘We’ll be waiting for you down there!’

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