WILL POV-
Looking up at the restaurant standing before his eyes seeing couples wearing expensive items of clothing draping themselves over the arms of their beloved, Will watched on, hoping one day he could have that; hanging his head low. Walking a few inches behind the raven-haired boy struggling to take large steps due to his tight jeans he opened the door; Mike grinning excited to have this date. Will adjusted his pants awkwardly jumping to the reception seating area; leaning against an empty wall.
He analysed Mike talking to the man at the front desk, rolling his eyes chuckling that the taller boy had worn a turtleneck to go Strawberry picking; eyeing him up and down focusing his eyes on his physique.
"Nope! Nope! Nope! Will! That's your teacher" Will muttered under his breath; scrunching his nose placing a hand on his face.
"Come on Will! Our table's ready" The ravenette raised his voice, waving his arms around. Will tilted his head, both thumbs up in affirmation, following the to the third floor, a table view overlooking the city, the prospect of an official date hit Will. He wasn't prepared for this as Mike stood behind to tuck his chair in, Will's heart fluttered from the gesture, but sunk it down; forcing himself not to get attached, thanking the taller boy. Will took off his hoodie laying it on the back of the chair revealing his plain white tee, scanning the area seeing couples fill the scene feeding each other with unnecessary acts of PDA, sticking his tongue out in disgust,
A man in a fancy suit walked over to them exchanging a cheerful greeting, briefly speaking as the waiters brought the food. Will scrunched his eyes, wanting to ask a question, wanting to ask why they are being served if they haven't even ordered yet, but decided to stay quiet allowing Mike to do all the chatter
"It's the chef's special for the night!" The manager flew his hands over the food walking away
"We didn't even order" Will leaned forward whispering
"Don't worry" Mike giggled
"This is what I usually get, I wanted you to try it" he added bashfully, Will raised his eyebrows surprised; looking down at the food
"Mmm! Its looks really good doesn't it" Will smiled intaking the aroma of the food presented to him
"You must come here often; everyone seems to know you. Maybe with a previous girlfriend?" Will mocked pointing his fork at the ravenette
"Not often, but yes they do know me" Mike nodded, wafting the smoke of the food out the way
"Oh... what do you mean?" Will furrowed his brows visibly confused
"My mum owns this restaurant" Mike confessed
"Mrs Wheeler??" Will questioned, eyes widening
"Yep, she has many restaurants, that's why we have so much money" Mike admitted, an unchanging expression on his face
"Well, that does explain why your mum is such a good cook! Is she here right now?" Will enthusiastically asked
"If she was, she'd probably join our date" Mike joked, taking a bite of his food
"So, you've actually never brought any of your friends here?" The chestnut-haired boy mocked
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞; Byler ✔️
Fanfiction⋆｡°✩˗To get his parents get off his case, Mike Wheeler begrudgingly agrees to go on a blind date; already planning to tie the knot with whoever he meets to avoid the endless barrage of future suitors ⋆｡°✩˗ On the other side of town, El Hopper enlis...
