hi mishi! i love you and your writing so much. do you mind writing new-york-november-college-au with will catching a cold and mike fussing all over him? thanks!!
AHHH I love you too! that means so much!! and this prompt is so cute, i’m happy to do it! they’re about 19-20 here, still in college, in new york to visit jonathan… i love writing college byeler lol
“No hospitals,” Will tells him when Mike takes the thermometer out of his mouth. He’s so congested though it comes out as some undecipherable mumble and Mike stares at him incredulously.
“You’ve got a fever of 102. We should go to the doctor,” he says, rolling his eyes when Will whines out a loud “nooooooo” and buries himself under the covers. They’re in New York for the week, visiting Jonathan, but their flight had gotten delayed in Chicago and Will got sick from there, and it’s been a day since they landed but here they are in their hotel room, a mountain of used tissues around Will’s bed while Mike’s been snoozing on the couch. “Seriously, Will come on.”
“I just need rest,” Will’s voice is muffled and Mike has to ask him to repeat himself twice before he emerges from the covers, looking indignant. In any other circumstance, Mike would coo - with his bright red nose, flushed cheeks, and watery eyes, Will looks so cute. But Mike is far too concerned about his health to care about how cute he looks - much, anyways. In some way, Mike Wheeler is always thinking about how cute Will Byers is.
“Alright then,” Mike says as he rises. “You’re going to sleep and I’m going to go out and grab some soup and meds for you. Understood, Byers?”
“Sir yes sir, Captain Wheeler,” Will answers back cheekily. Mike wags a scolding finger at him as he exits.