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    “Look,” Will says, turning fully on the pallet to face Mike, one hand reaching down for the rough wood to find purchase and ground him. “Do you-, do you want to show me. Like-, like want to practice?”

    Mike’s eyes widen but he doesn't say anything.

    “Sorry, stupid idea, just wanted to help.” Will is trying to gather the words back up from the air between them and into his mouth.

    “I never thought it was stupid.” Mike says, so quietly it's not much more than an exhale. “I suggested it first.” He adds, like it's a secret.

    Will grips the pallet harder. “Show me. I really do want to help.”

    Mike bites his lip a sec, and Will thinks he's going to say no, but then Mike's darting forward and pressing his lips firm and quick against Will’s. It's barely a kiss. Not romantic. Not enough to leave a scar. Will bleeds anyway.

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    Or: Mike has been kissing Will on and off since they were seven. How are you supposed to recognise an avalanche when you are drowning in snowballs?

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    26 Jan 2026

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    sweetness I want to draw from this