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because mike wheeler had been weird around max for like. two months now. not mean weird. not mike-being-a-jerk weird. just… weird weird. he kept looking at her and then immediately looking away. he laughed too hard at her jokes. one time she touched his shoulder and he looked like he was gonna pass out. max noticed stuff. that was her whole thing. mike was sitting cross-legged on the floor, shuffling cards together way too aggressively. “you’re bending those,” she said. “what?” “the cards. you’re killing them.” “oh.” he stopped immediately. silence. god. she hated silence. “so,” max said, dropping onto the couch. “you gonna tell me why you’ve been acting like i murdered your dog or something?” mike looked up so fast she almost laughed. “what? i haven’t—” “you totally have.” “i literally haven’t.” “you literally have,” she mocked. he groaned and dragged both hands down his face. “can you not do this right now?” “do what?” “the thing where you know something’s wrong and then keep poking at it until the other person dies.” max grinned a little. “oh, so something is wrong.” “that’s not what i said.” “basically was.” mike stared at her for a second, all annoyed and floppy-haired and stupidly pretty in that pathetic mike wheeler way. and then he said, really quietly, “you make me nervous.” max blinked. “…what?” he looked horrified immediately, like he couldn’t believe he said it out loud. “forget it.” “no, absolutely not.” she sat up straighter. “what does that even mean?” “i don’t know,” mike snapped, standing up too fast. “you just do, okay? happy now?” max watched him pace across the basement. this was insane. mike wheeler did not get nervous. mike wheeler argued with literal government agents. mike wheeler yelled at adults for fun. “why?” she asked finally. he stopped moving. “because i like you, alright?” oh. OH. max stared at him. mike looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him whole. “cool,” she said automatically. “cool?” he repeated. “seriously?” “i’m processing!” “well maybe process faster because i think i’m actually dying.” and honestly? that made her laugh. like, full-on laughing. mike looked offended. “wow. awesome. glad my emotional suffering is funny to you.” “sorry,” she said, still laughing a little. “it’s just—you’re mike. i didn’t think this was a thing.” “what does that mean?” “i don’t know! i just thought you were all obsessed with el forever.” his face softened a little. “i was.” “ouch.” “no, i mean—” he sighed. “that was different.” max looked down at her hands for a second. “so what,” she said. “you’ve just been freaking out every time i’m near you?” “pretty much.” “that’s kinda embarrassing.” “for me, yes, incredibly.” she smirked. mike narrowed his eyes. “you’re enjoying this way too much.” “maybe a little.” another silence. less bad this time. mike sat back down on the floor, closer to the couch now. “you don’t have to say anything,” he mumbled. “i know this is weird.” max tilted her head. “what if i like you too?” he froze. literally froze. “mike,” she said, trying not to laugh again, “you gotta blink eventually.” “you’re serious?” “yeah.” “…oh my god.” “wow, romantic reaction.” “shut up.” she kicked his shoulder lightly with her socked foot and he grabbed her ankle without thinking. and then they both got quiet again. because suddenly that felt like something. mike looked up at her, still holding onto her ankle gently. “can i kiss you?” he asked. max pretended to think about it. “depends.” his face dropped. “on what?” “if you stop being weird after.” “absolutely no promises.” “fair enough.” and then he kissed her. awkward a little. nervous. very mike. but nice. really nice. when they pulled apart, mike was red all the way up to his ears. max grinned. “you look like you’re gonna throw up.” “i might.” “hot.” he laughed finally, shoving her leg away while she nearly fell off the couch laughing. mike leaned his head back against the couch beside her knees. “we are never telling them about this.” #delusion #madwheeler #madwheeleredit #maxmayfield #mikewheeler
because mike wheeler had been weird around max for like. two months now. not mean weird. not mike-being-a-jerk weird. just… weird weird. he kept looking at her and then immediately looking away. he laughed too hard at her jokes. one time she touched his shoulder and he looked like he was gonna pass out. max noticed stuff. that was her whole thing. mike was sitting cross-legged on the floor, shuffling cards together way too aggressively. “you’re bending those,” she said. “what?” “the cards. you’re killing them.” “oh.” he stopped immediately. silence. god. she hated silence. “so,” max said, dropping onto the couch. “you gonna tell me why you’ve been acting like i murdered your dog or something?” mike looked up so fast she almost laughed. “what? i haven’t—” “you totally have.” “i literally haven’t.” “you literally have,” she mocked. he groaned and dragged both hands down his face. “can you not do this right now?” “do what?” “the thing where you know something’s wrong and then keep poking at it until the other person dies.” max grinned a little. “oh, so something is wrong.” “that’s not what i said.” “basically was.” mike stared at her for a second, all annoyed and floppy-haired and stupidly pretty in that pathetic mike wheeler way. and then he said, really quietly, “you make me nervous.” max blinked. “…what?” he looked horrified immediately, like he couldn’t believe he said it out loud. “forget it.” “no, absolutely not.” she sat up straighter. “what does that even mean?” “i don’t know,” mike snapped, standing up too fast. “you just do, okay? happy now?” max watched him pace across the basement. this was insane. mike wheeler did not get nervous. mike wheeler argued with literal government agents. mike wheeler yelled at adults for fun. “why?” she asked finally. he stopped moving. “because i like you, alright?” oh. OH. max stared at him. mike looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him whole. “cool,” she said automatically. “cool?” he repeated. “seriously?” “i’m processing!” “well maybe process faster because i think i’m actually dying.” and honestly? that made her laugh. like, full-on laughing. mike looked offended. “wow. awesome. glad my emotional suffering is funny to you.” “sorry,” she said, still laughing a little. “it’s just—you’re mike. i didn’t think this was a thing.” “what does that mean?” “i don’t know! i just thought you were all obsessed with el forever.” his face softened a little. “i was.” “ouch.” “no, i mean—” he sighed. “that was different.” max looked down at her hands for a second. “so what,” she said. “you’ve just been freaking out every time i’m near you?” “pretty much.” “that’s kinda embarrassing.” “for me, yes, incredibly.” she smirked. mike narrowed his eyes. “you’re enjoying this way too much.” “maybe a little.” another silence. less bad this time. mike sat back down on the floor, closer to the couch now. “you don’t have to say anything,” he mumbled. “i know this is weird.” max tilted her head. “what if i like you too?” he froze. literally froze. “mike,” she said, trying not to laugh again, “you gotta blink eventually.” “you’re serious?” “yeah.” “…oh my god.” “wow, romantic reaction.” “shut up.” she kicked his shoulder lightly with her socked foot and he grabbed her ankle without thinking. and then they both got quiet again. because suddenly that felt like something. mike looked up at her, still holding onto her ankle gently. “can i kiss you?” he asked. max pretended to think about it. “depends.” his face dropped. “on what?” “if you stop being weird after.” “absolutely no promises.” “fair enough.” and then he kissed her. awkward a little. nervous. very mike. but nice. really nice. when they pulled apart, mike was red all the way up to his ears. max grinned. “you look like you’re gonna throw up.” “i might.” “hot.” he laughed finally, shoving her leg away while she nearly fell off the couch laughing. mike leaned his head back against the couch beside her knees. “we are never telling them about this.” #delusion #madwheeler #madwheeleredit #maxmayfield #mikewheeler
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