Mike Wheeler x Reader

Part Three

Yo I'm back at it guys. Here's part three. Its gonna get slightly more spicy now :) Please remember that this whole story thing I'm doin here will include mild violence as well as strong language and possibly more stuff like that in the future! If thas not your thing, don't read this.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"Do you guys mind if I watch you play for now?" I asked, as I hadn't paid any attention to Mike as he explained it to me. I'd have no idea what I was doing.

"That's fine." Said Mike, though he looked a little dissapointed. The others shrugged and went to sit down on the floor next to the board. They proceeded to go on with the game, and I did my best to watch. My vision kept drifting up to Mike. He looked awkward and shy, and he hardly talked. He's probably traumatized from getting stalked by his friends.

         Lucas was the loudest of us, shouting and barking various terms that made no sense to me. Dustin and Will both participated in the yelling, but they were no where near Lucas' level.

Mike looked up at me, making eye contact. I looked away quickly and started fiddling with my thumbs. I peered down and studied my hand to make it seem like I was focused on something else. In the corner of my eye I could see Mike smiling to himself.

"What are you smiling about Mike," Lucas said, in a less questioning way and more so tauntingly.

"Fireball." Was Mike's response as he rolled what looked to be a 20 sided die. They continued on for a little while. I tried to make comments on what they were doing every now and then so I could at least seem interested. I checked the room for a clock, finding one mounted on a wall. It was 4:30. I scooted away from the game and laid on my back, staring at the ceiling for a few moments.

"Guuuys..." I said, dragging out the word. They all stopped what they were doing and looked back at me.

"I'm bored." I finished.

"Me too. Let's do something else!" Said Dustin, excitedly.

"But you love Dungeons and Dragons!" Mike protested.

"Mike, you've got a girl in your basement and all you have on your mind is D&D?" Dustin asked. Will and Lucas both took his side on this one.

"Well, no - I mean..." He looked to the ground before looking back up, "Come on guys! The campaign!" He gestured to the board with emphasis.

"The campaign can wait." Will chimed in, "Right now, I've got a better idea." He finished with a crooked grin. We all turned ourselves to look at him.

"Truth or dare." He said as his smile widened (cliché, I know, sorry). Several groans rang out among the boys, followed by a chorus of annoyed voices saying, "Fine."

"Mike, truth or dare?" Questioned Lucas.

"Truth because I'm a lil' bitch." Mike said, shrugging. Lucas had a mad look in his eyes.

"Oh God..." Mike said, so quietly that I could just barely hear it. He must have seen Lucas' devilish look.

"What's goin on with you and (Y/N)...?" He said in a audibly suspicious tone. Mike's hand immediately raised and he began to rub the back of his neck out of nervousness. I could feel my face getting hot.

"Um, I don't know what you're talking about." Mike spat out.

"Oh come on! We all saw you guys from the closet, in case you don't remember." Dustin said.