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Ahh, January 3rd… nothing special at all
It was still cold, and most people still had their Christmas decor up.
The snow was very much still there.
…and so were Will’s feelings.
…
Will picked his phone up and called Mike….
No answer
Will sighed.
He had been calling Mike since he left the party…
He was so worried.
He wanted Mike to hold him again.
He wanted to talk to Mike about random stuff until 4 am.
He missed all the laughter and stupid jokes but most importantly…
He missed Mike…
Will missed him so badly… Honestly, he was very attached to Mike.
He could barely go three days without him.
…
Mike sat in his room scribbling down poems into his notebook.
Very special poems, might I add.
The cool evening breeze blowing through his open window
'Ok, cool' is a bit of an understatement; it was FREEZING!
Mike looked pouty… He felt pouty; he also felt sorry for himself.
He was an idiot to run away at the party, and he knew it! He knew it! Even in the moment he knew it was stupid! Why run away from the person you want the most?!
Mike faceplanted into his pillow, feeling embarrassed at himself.
Mike sighed and sat back up, clearly still sulking, but he went back to his poetry anyway.
…
“Mike, don't forget about your tutoring session; you should leave now!” Karen shouted up the stairs.
Mike frowned, anxiety rushing to his chest at the thought of seeing Will.
Despite how much Mike longed to see Will, he was honestly too scared to see him.
"T-Today's session is cancelled!" Mike shouted back without thinking.
“Oh, ok, sweetie," Karen said, making her way back to the living room.
Mike sighed and went back to his room, lying on his bed, his head pretty empty.
Eventually he put on a show to distract himself from everything.
Well, mostly from his feelings for Will…and the cold; he really should close his window.
But for some reason he just didn't…
…
Will sits in his room patiently waiting for Mike to arrive for his tutoring session.
“...”
He was 45 minutes late.
Will groaned; he was so fed up! He hated being ignored; to him, it was the most soul-crushing thing ever!
He could feel the anger building slowly the more he thought about it.
But under that anger was
“Stupid wheeler…I'll just go over there myself then!” Will said, putting his coat on.
He made his way to the front door, opening it slightly but pausing.
"Mom, I’ll be out for a bit," Will shouted.
"Ok, be safe," Joyce shouted back.
Will smiled and closed the door behind him.
The wind was icy, and the snow looked pretty thick.
But as they say, nothing can stop true love.
So Will started walking, and to be honest, it was a pretty quick and easy walk.
But then came the hard part…climbing through Mike's window.
Why climb through the window? Well, it's better than the door, obviously.
Also, Mike's window was open and the door was not, so in Will’s brain it was easier to climb through the window than go knock on the door.
…
Will pulled himself through the window.
That was a really difficult climb.
“HOLY SHIT!” Mike screamed, clearly very startled.
Will just stared at him.
“W-Will, hey, uh, why didn't you use the door...?" Mike asked, fidgeting with his bedsheets.
Will frowned, feeling anger building in his chest. "You know what? You're loud, impulsive and such a slob! Always walking around with that glare and –"
“Did you come here just to insult me?!” Mike asked, but Will clearly wasn't paying attention to him.
“...And then to run out on New Year's..." Will said, his angry tone slipping.
“Wait, I thought you wanted me to run?!” Mike said, getting up out of his bed and walking over to Will.
"You…you're an idiot, Wheeler!" Will said, his voice cracking on the last word.
“Hey, I'm not!” Mike said
Seeing Will so upset made him feel terrible, especially because he had caused this pain.
He wrapped his arms around Will.
"I'm sorry I'm such a jerk..." Mike whispered gently.
Will’s anger melted away, and he remembered why he loved Mike so much…
“And I can't make things."
Will gently pressed his lips against Mike's.
But Mike just stood there…stunned.
Will pulled away.
"You…don't hate me?” Mike mumbled slightly, confused.
“Never have," Will said softly.
Mike smiled.
“Come on, let’s lie down. I bet you’re freezing," Mike said softly.
“Mm, ok," Will said.
He quickly slipped his coat and boots off, joining Mike under the covers.
…
Both boys lay down, getting comfortable under the thick blankets.
"Hmm…Will?" Mike asked, pulling Will closer to him.
“Yea?” Will replied, wrapping his arms around Mike.
He felt really warm compared to Will.
Mike kissed Will’s temple.
He then moved to Will’s lips, giving him a few gentle kisses before pulling him even closer and kissing him passionately, letting their tongues collide.
Mike slid his hand under Will’s shirt.
He liked the feeling of Will’s skin against his
Mike’s heart was racing. He loved this feeling, the feeling of being so close to the boy he was in love with.
in love.
Will pulled away slightly, out of breath.
"Hey, could I get some wate—"
“I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!” Mike blurted out.
Mike took a deep breath, calming himself down.
“I was wondering if you…wanted to be my boyfriend?”
Will smiled.
“Yea! I’d love that," he said cheerfully.
But his expression quickly darkened.
“What about chance?” He asked anxiously.
“Just stay with him till he gives you a reason to leave," Mike said reassuringly. “I’m sure he will soon."
Will giggled at that comment.
Mike was definitely the jealous type, but he liked that.
He liked Mike just how he was.