6 Works by maramax
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Somewhere in the 90s, after college and years after losing touch with his best friend, Will unexpectedly runs into him in a coffee shop on a rainy afternoon.
Some things never change.
Will's feelings might be one of them.
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The plan was simple: a road trip, an abandoned estate, and a few days away from everything.
Will calls it inspiration.
Mike lets himself be convinced.
He didn’t expect anything to change. He definitely didn’t expect to start noticing things he can’t quite explain.
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Mike’s starting to starve.
The hunger is manageable – at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself.But it’s not that easy when it comes to Will, who just makes it worse.
Or better.
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“Mike, you need to behave.” Will whispered in Mike’s ear, pushing away his fingers once again.
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Mike has absolutely no self-control when it comes to Will.
Unfortunately for him, Will enjoys reminding him who’s in charge. -
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Back in his teenage years, he’d never imagined ending up somewhere like this. He’d been too scared to even admit who he was, let alone picture himself in New York, living the life he once thought was impossible, not having to deal with interdimensional shit anymore.
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“Mike?” he whispered quietly under his nose, eyes widening.
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“Hey. Uh – I'm sorry for staring, I just mistook you for someone else.” Will said, finally glancing away as he signaled the bartender for another tequila shot. -
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They bumped into each other once again, Mike caught Will by the waist instinctively, towering above him, so Will had to raise his head to look into Mike's eyes, which seemed to be devouring him.
"Mike?"
"Yes?" His voice now low, warm, soft. His face a little closer to Will's, hands roaming on his body, sliding lower, fingers sneaking onto the back pockets of Will's pants.
"Are you-"
Another music switch and "Careless Whisper" started playing, which, in some way, sobered them up a bit. They moved away from each other in a second like they've been burned.or
"Like that?" Mike asked, running his fingers over the shirt, unbuttoning it slowly as he kept eye contact with Will, his eyes got a bit darker. He put his hands flatly on the bed and leaned back a little.