Brother’s Friend | Mike Wheeler X Reader
English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.
Request: Could I request a Mike Wheeler X Reader fic where the reader is Will’s older sister, the middle Byer’s kid, and Mike has a huge crush on her? Maybe she knows about it and one day asks him out, shocking everyone?
Characters: Mike/fem!Byers!reader, Will, Dustin and Lucas. Joyce and Jonathan are mentioned.
Word Count: 1541 words.
Parts of the series: (1) (2)
The girl was lying on her bed as she flipped through an old magazine she had read a few times. It was garbage, but exactly the kind of garbage she liked. She read the little notes she had written next to some of the texts, wanting to tell her if it was worth reading it again or not. Most of the time, she ignored what she had written, reading the magazine even if it was bad. She liked that, what could she do?
(Y/N) heard some cheering from the living room, making her jump from the sudden noise, but she quickly calmed down. She smiled slightly at herself before continuing to read. It was only her younger brother, Will, and his friends probably playing some game during their sleepover -they hated when she called it that- that they were having that night at the Byers’ house.
She thought she should be annoyed by the noises they made, but that actually made her relieved. She had been left responsible for the four boys, even though she was only a year older than they were, since her mother and Jonathan wouldn’t be home until later. (Y/N) was supposed to check on them every half hour, but she trusted them enough to know they wouldn’t burn the house down, so she’d just go check on them every now and then. While they were making noise it meant they were still alive.
The cheering soon calmed down, but she could still hear conversations coming from the other room. (Y/N) nodded to herself before returning to her magazine; she made a mental note that she should write again later: “This is trash. Read it again.”
The girl turned the page when she heard footsteps coming down the hall and it wasn’t long before someone knocked on her door. “Come in.” she said loudly. The door swung open, revealing Mike Wheeler behind it with a box of pizza in his hands. “Hello again, what’s up?”
The boy took a few hesitant steps into her room. Even though he had already gone in there at least five times to talk to her that night, Mike still didn’t seem comfortable getting into her space.
“We saved a slice of pizza for you.”
(Y/N) raised her eyebrow, feeling surprised to hear that. That was unusual. “Seriously? Did you all agree to this?”
Mike chuckled, shaking his head. “It was supposed to be mine, but I’m not that hungry, and I haven’t seen you eating since we got here, so I thought maybe you’d like it.”
The girl smiled, reaching out to take the box from his hands. “Thanks Mike.” she said, taking the slice and taking a bite, letting out a grunt of satisfaction. “You’re the best.”
The boy laughed at her actions. He seemed about to say something, but just smiled, saying a quick “you’re welcome” and left her room, closing her door.
Mike Wheeler was a sweet boy. He had always been a nice kid. But in the last few months he was being a bit too nice to her and it wasn’t hard to notice.
She remembered everything starting when she noticed that she would often see Mike staring at her in random moments, and he’d turn his face quickly when he noticed that he had been caught, his face blushing slightly. (Y/N) had tried to ignore that at first, but she couldn’t help but notice how he always made excuses to go talk to her - as he had done several times that night.
The girl didn’t want to jump to conclusions, so she went to her little brother for some answers. Will, even if he was a bit hesitant, confirmed that Mike did indeed like her.
(Y/N) didn’t know exactly how she should react or whether she should talk about it with Mike, so she just kept quiet. But in the last few weeks it had been difficult to ignore that, since the Snow Ball was near.
Most of times she was with the boys, Mike found a way to talk about this dance, always complaining that he didn’t have a date for it yet. She didn’t miss the way he looked at her when he said that. Will confirmed to her that, yes, Mike was planning on asking her to go with him, but he was struggling with it. She noticed how every time he came to talk to her he seemed about to ask her, but he always hesitated and left. Poor boy.
Mike Wheeler was a sweet kid and she had to confess she had a soft spot for the boy. He was cute and nice and she couldn’t help but have some feelings for him, even if she didn’t know what they were.
(Y/N) smiled slightly at herself as she thought about that, enjoying her lasts bites of that pizza. She heard the boys cheering again, startling her. Maybe it was time for her to check if they weren’t making a lot of mess. Please that they haven’t knocked down food on the floor.
The girl got up lazily, taking the pizza box with her. She entered the room, seeing that nothing seemed out of place. Good. The four boys noticed and turned to her, a questioning look in their eyes.
“I just came to wash the dishes, don’t mind me,” she said, heading for the kitchen.
(Y/N) set the box on the table, going to the sink, mentally preparing for the probably cold water that would reach her hands as she began to wash. She took a deep breath, starting.
“Hey.” she heard Mike’s voice talking to her as soon as she started to wash things. (Y/N) turned to him, watching the Wheeler boy standing by the table. “Want some help?”
The girl looked at the group of boys, who were staring at her until that moment, but quickly looked away, returning to play whatever it was they were playing. (Y/N) looked back at Mike, smiling at him. “No, that’s okay. You can go back to your game. ”
He nodded, looking nervous and suddenly anxious. Mike opened his mouth, seeming to say something. Oh, he was going to do it. The girl looked at him expectantly, but he closed his mouth again, giving her a small smile that seemed a little sad. “Okay.” and he went back to the boys.
Well, he almost did it again. She continued to do the dishes, but the small group’s conversation, although they seemed to make an effort to speak quietly, caught her attention.
“Just go and ask her.” she heard Lucas whisper.
“What’s the point?” Mike asked quietly. “She wouldn’t go with me anyway.”
The girl’s heart sank lightly from how hurt he sounded, but she just kept doing what she was doing. She took some glances at Mike, however, seeing that he looked upset that he hadn’t asked her, that he didn’t have enough confidence to do so. She didn’t like to see him like that, so, as she finished washing the dishes, she knew exactly what she had and wanted to do.
The boys kept playing that game they loved so much as she approached them. “Hey guys.” Mike looked up at her, a smile coming back to his face as she stood between him and Will. “So… Are you all excited for the dance?” they all muttered different stuff, but she had her eyes looking at the Wheeler boy. “I heard you didn’t have a date, Mike.” he seemed to get a little tense with those words. “Is that true?”
He played with his fingers nervously, looking at his friends, who looked as confused as he. “Yeah, I didn’t find anyone to go with me yet.”
The Byers girl smiled warmly at him. “I can go with you if you want.”
Lucas and Dustin widened their eyes. Mike seemed a bit flustered, glaring at Will, as if accusing him of having asked (Y/N) to go with Mike to the dance for pity or something like that, but the younger Byers just shrugged, looking slightly confused. The Wheeler boy looked at her. “Y-you don’t need to do that.”
“But I want to.” she put her hand on his shoulder. “It could be like a date or something.” Now Mike’s eyes had widened as well, feeling his cheeks heat up. "Only if you want, of course.”
He quickly nodded. “Yeah! Su-sure, a date. ”
She smiled slightly. “Cool.”
“Are you serious?” she heard Will ask, surprised. She turned to see the other three boys, including her brother, looking at her as if she were from another planet. She just laughed.
“I’ll be in my room if any of you needs me.” she said messing with Mike’s hair before starting to walk away. “We can talk more about the dance later, ‘kay Mike?’
(Y/N) saw him nod - still looking shocked - at her before she turned in the hall. All the way to her room, she heard no sound coming from the living room, but in the moment she closed the door she heard the boys cheering and, when she heard Dustin loudly saying "You go, Mike!”, she knew that this time that didn’t have anything to do with their game.