A/N- I'm working on a Will Byers imagine, but if you have any requests, feel free to leave them in the comments!
-Please note that this imagine was inspired by another here on Wattpad. Therefore, it's very similar. -
"I don't know, Mike, what if Nancy gets mad at us for using her makeup?" You questioned.
"So what? It's not like she's going to yell at you! She loves you!" Mike smiled.
"Okay."
"I'll be right back!" Mike practically squealed.
He rushed back in the room with a small bag.
He sat down in front of you, and swept a brush on your cheek. You giggled as he continued to "doll you up".
"How are you so good at this?" You laughed.
"Well, I did it for El--"
"Hey, it's okay." You grabbed his hand.
"I just miss her, you know."
"I do, Mike." You felt horrible.
You were closer than ever to Mike, but you knew he still loved El.
"Okay, I'm done!" Mike struck a weak smile.
He pushed you to the bathroom, and stood you in front of the mirror.
"Wow, Mike! You made me look pretty for once!"
"Y/n." Mike rubbed your shoulders, "You always look pretty."
"Huh?" You smirked, "What was that, Mike? Can you say that again? I didn't quite hear you."
"Oh, come on!" He giggled, "You know I like you!"
"What?" You stated quietly, shocked, "You l-like me?"
"Uh, yeah. I thought Lucas told you."
"You dork, I like you too."
You went to kiss his cheek, only for him to swiftly turn his head, causing you to kiss his lips.
"Just date me already." You laughed again.
"Gladly."
wc: 273
My imagines are so short. ugh.
