Mike Wheeler x reader

Graduation Party

Finally. Out of high school and ready for real life. I didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew that I was going to have fun.

I stood in my room, getting ready for my last high school party. I wore a strapless black dress and black leggings with black flats. Yes, I know it's been years since I went with the all black look, but it was nice to have a change.

I walked out of my room, a smile on my face. I was happy. When I got into the living room, Will was already there, sitting on the couch.

"Ready?" I asked.

He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah. Let's go." He stood up and we left for the Wheeler house. Little did I know what would go down that night.

Time Skip

I stood in the kitchen of Mikes house, drinking some water. Majority of the people at the party were wasted, including Will.

"Hey, Y/N," Mike slurred as he came up to me.

"Mike, are you drunk?"

"I'm not-Im not drunk. Just a little... tip-tipsy."

"Mike-"

He put his index finger against my lips. "Shh. Follow me. I wanna talk to you." He took my hand and led me upstairs to his room. We got in and he closed the door.

I sat down on his bed. "What do you want to talk about, Mike?"

"Y-You, remember... back in eighth grade, right? You and me?"

"Yes..." I closed my eyes and flopped back on the bed. "Why do you want to talk about that?"

I didn't even notice that he'd moved until he was right on top of me. "Do you still like me?"

"What? Mike, get off of me."

"No. Do you still like me?"

"Mike, I never stopped liking you."

He smiled. "I have two secrets for you."

"What?"

"One, I didn't stop liking you either. Two," he seemed back to normal and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "I'm actually sober." He lightly bit down on my ear lobe and I repressed a shiver.
The brunette began to gently kiss my neck and jawline. I let out a few whimpers as a result of holding back moans as he sucked on the skin. "Don't hold back. Let it all out."

Time Skip

I opened my eyes, confused of why I was so warm. Then I noticed the arm wrapped around my waist. I looked at the person whose body was pressed up against mine.

Mike.

Naked Mike.

Memories of the night before began to flood my mind. Trying my best not to disturb him, I stood up and searched the room.

"Shit." I whispered. No condom to be found.

"Y/N, come back to bed," Mike groaned. For some reason, the sound of his voice calmed me a little. He stood up and came over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Mike..."

"Shhh, we'll talk about what happened later. Let's just go back to bed for now."

"Okay." He led me over to the bed and we crawled in.

He draped his arm over my waist again. "Get some more sleep."