byler
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two strangers, one terrible dating website, and a connection neither of them was looking for.
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He took a step forward, his eyes scanning the shop for the source of the heavenly scent. His tail caught the edge of a tall wooden stand displaying dozens of small potted lavender plants.
Crash!
The stand wobbled precariously for a moment before tipping over completely. Terracotta pots shattered on the polished wooden floor, spilling dark soil and lavender sprigs everywhere. The sound was deafening in the quiet shop.
"Shit!" Mike yelped, his ears flattening against his head with pure mortification. He dropped to his knees immediately, trying to gather the broken pieces, his tail still going a mile a minute, now knocking over a nearby watering can. "I'm so sorry! I'll clean that up."
"That's... quite alright." The voice was soft, a little hesitant, but it sent a shiver down his spine.
Mike looked up.
And the world stopped.
Or: The werehare omegaverse flower shop au nobody asked for.
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Will finds himself wondering, sometimes, if his mark matches Mike’s. He thinks it must, really—he can’t imagine wanting to spend the rest of his life with anyone else. Mike’s cool and strong and brave and funny. His hair flops down over his forehead and his eyes bore into Will’s soul, always so steadily intense. He doesn’t cry when he scrapes his knee. Instead, he just gets back up.
Will thinks that if Mike isn’t his soulmate, something is seriously wrong with the world.
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everything is the same, but will & mike are soulmates. so really, business as usual.
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Vecna is defeated and the party is preparing for final exams. Will has a problem, he can’t seem to relax. He’s tried pretty much everything but he can’t let go. He talks to his friends about it and they all seem to have their own ways of coping. Still nothing is working, he wishes he was like any other teenage boy, wishes his trauma wouldn't get in the way of a very natural biological function. But he just can't seem to get Vecna's visions out of his head. Enter Mike.
Mike gives Will the massage of a lifetime.
(Characters are 18, everyone lived, the Duffer brothers are cowards and Divorce Gate is real)
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“Do you wanna sit between them?” Mike interrupts him, voice glazed with honey as he speaks. He keeps his cock tight against Will’s ass as he leans forwards, kissing from Will’s shoulder blade to his neck until he reaches the space behind Will’s ear. Will whimpers impatiently at the gesture, trying to wriggle his hips against Mike’s.
“My legs, when I spread them?”
Will loves the way Mike always sits with his legs spread.
Mike is a perceptive, cocky bastard, so he knows that—and invites Will to sit between them.