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Mike wakes up with a start, as he does most mornings. He jolts up looking around frantically for a moment, taking in his surroundings. Noticing that he's still at Will's, he relaxes back into the mattress. Will feels the movement and wraps his arms back around Mike's waist. "You okay?" He asks sleepily, the sun is hardly showing itself yet and Mike feels bad for waking him again.
He leans into Will more, letting himself be held in a way he never has before. It feels good, the weight of Will's arm over his waist, the smell of the other boy all around him, it's safe, nice. "Mhm." He mumbles. "Glad I'm here right now." He says, his voice a little tense from the adrenaline of waking.
Mike feels Will press a soft kiss to his temple before he hears a whisper, "I'm here, everything's okay. Get some more rest." And it's like the words are magic, the tension in Mike's body from his harsh wake up melts away and he sighs as his eyes close again.
"Thank you Will." He mumbles, already half asleep again. He thinks he can sort of hear Will reply with a soft, "Always, baby." But he's asleep before it registers.
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When Mike wakes again he's alone, and that sucks. Thankfully he knows Will isn't very far because he hears the other boy in the living room let out a rather loud chuckle at whatevers playing on the TV. He drags himself out of bed and down the hall. "Hi sleepyhead," Will greets brightly when he sees Mike enter. "It's just us, mom's at work and so is Johnathan. I wanted to let you sleep a litt-" he's cut off by the wind being knocked out of him as Mike plops down half on the couch and half on top of Will. "Well hello." He says looking down at the boy.
"Missed you. Glad we're alone, I wanna be close to you again." Mike says, flushing pink at his own words.
Will's heart swells at the sight, he loves how blushy Mike gets about this stuff, it's a side of his friend he's never seen before. "We can be as close as you want baby." He says it before he can stop himself, the second time he's slipped up already.
Before he can second guess himself too much Mike's leaning up and kissing him, it's a bad angle and that makes it sort of awkward but he loves it anyway.
"Sorry," Will says when they part. "I wanted us to talk more before I called you that, you just looked so cute that I couldn't help myself." Now Will's blushing too but thankfully Mike doesn't comment on it.
"Talk about what?" Mike asks with a yawn, realistically he knows they need to talk about their relationship after the kiss and about Mike basically admitting his feelings for the other boy, he just wants to see if he can get Will to say it first, wants to hear Will say he wants more.
Will knows this boy like the back of his hand, sees exactly what he's after. "I like you Mike, I have for a really long time. And I really like this new side of you, thank you for trusting me." He's so sweet and genuine that Mike feels himself fall just a little more for the other boy.
"I like you too." Mike whispers in a shy voice. "I think I have since we were kids, I just didn't realize it. I'm sorry-"
"Don't be." Will interrupts, pulling Mike into him more, holding him tighter. Mike thinks he'll never get used to the feeling of being held like this, like he's something precious. "There's no manual on figuring this stuff out, you don't have to apologize for not doing it soon enough. I'm glad you told me and I'm proud of you, you should be too." Will says.
"I'm still sorry," Mike frowns. "I was a complete dick to you, especially before you left for California. I didn't even realize I was doing it or why, but- but I think it's because I was starting to finally understand how I felt about you, and that was.. hard. I'm sorry Will." Mike looks up at Will once he's finished his little speech, sees his best friend smiling fondly at him.
God, he's so gorgeous in the morning light, Mike thinks.
"You don't understand, I don't care about that, especially not if it led us to here." Will brings a hand to Mike's hair as he speaks, it seems like that's Will's new favorite place to put it and Mike is not about to complain.
Mike hides his face, tucking in closer to Will. "So what now?" Mike asks nervously. "After last night and-"
Mike's sentence is cut short by the gentle kiss of his best friends lips against his own. "Go out with me? Boyfriend-, I- I wanna be your boyfriend." Will stumbles over the words as he pulls back from the kiss. "Sorry, I just- I just wanted to be the one to ask. I wanted to be the one to ask you to be mine." He chuckles a little at himself.
Mike can't remember the last time he's cried tears of happiness, but here he is, fighting back tears like his life depends on it, and he's certainly not sad in this moment. "Boyfriends." He whispers back, a precious secret between just them for now, until they tell the people they love. Mike knows they will tell everyone eventually, the party is very supportive and he knows it'll be good to tell people but for now, this new and beautiful thing exists just for them.
Will seals the conversation with another kiss, soft and sweet as if Mike were made of fragile glass and so full of emotion at the same time. Mike holds onto Will tightly and kisses back with just as much intensity, just as much emotion from years of being in love and keeping it to himself.
When they finally separate it's Mike who speaks first. "I love you Will." And Will knows how hard that was for him to say.
"God, I fucking love you too." Will replies before diving in to kiss him again. Will thinks he could happily spend the rest of his life exploring Mike Wheeler's mouth and listening to the other boy whine.
Will smiles into the kiss when he realizes he Infact can spend the rest of his life with Mike like this. "My beautiful boy," he says when they seperate slightly for air. "Gonna tell you every day how fucking beautiful you are."
And Mike finally lets the tears fall, tears of happiness, tears of a kind of joy that he's never know before now. The kind of tears that come from being seen and loved.
End.