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"Hey, Will?" Mike's eyes avoided Will's. Will was exhausted, they stayed up all night watching dumb shows and just being in each other's company. Will sleepily replied a mumble, "Mm?" Mike was quiet for a moment, and it brought Will's attention back. "'Sup? You okay?" Will's voice was still sleepy, but he tried his hardest to listen to Mike. Mike finally got the guts to say what he wanted. "Um... Have you ever-- well, kissed anyone?" That question made Will's heart drop. Mike didn't know Will was gay. Will was into boys, and the way they grew up, hating on gay people was the "normal thing to do." Society, right? But Will sat for a second, wondering if he should lie and say yes, or deny it. The rumours of Will being "queer, a fairy, gay" existed, and no doubt Mike heard. "Uh-- No, why?" His heartbeat sped up, wondering if Mike could hear it. "Well, I was thinking." Mike paused to gather his thoughts, and Will let out a snarky remark, "Ooh, that's dangerous." Mike smiled and pushed at Will's shoulder playfully, and Mike returned to his thinking. "Well, I wanted to help you find a girlfriend." Will tried to contain his laughter, sometimes he forgets that he's "not supposed" to be gay. Will attempted to look curious. "Why's that?" Will crossed his arms, and Mike noted every change in Will's behavior. He was nervous, it seemed. "Y'know-- um, just wanting to help. Yeah." Mike let out a nervous laugh. Will smiled. "You could've just said you're into me, Wheeler." Mike froze up. Will let out a laugh, "Joking, joking. But seriously," he looked directly into Mike's shifting gaze, "Why do you ask?" Mike's face flushed red. Will was teasing him at this point. "I wanted to just-- uh, let you know that if--if you ever wanted to," Mike started stuttering more and more, "practice kissing, I--I'm here to help, yeah? Yeah..." Will smiled because of Mike's nervousness. Typically, Will was the more nervous one, stuttering, shy, other similar things. But having a chance to see Mike like that was once in a lifetime. Will did want to kiss him. Badly. So he tried it out.
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"S--So you put your hands here," Mike shifted his hands to help place Will's. Will was slightly amused. He liked this. He couldn't wait to kiss Mike. Any second, they would be kissing, and God, it's excruciating to wait. Mike looks into Will's eyes. Will had a sort of familiar look in his eyes, like Mike had seen him everyday of his life (which happened to be halfway true). Mike was nervous, hell, he was anxious. Mike has been into Will for a while, and he suspected he was into men for a long time, and so this was to test out his sexuality. He never meant to use Will like this, but Will isn't stupid, and Mike's pretty sure he's caught on to him. He doesn't mind, as long as Will doesn't hate him afterwards. Mike placed his hands onto Will's face, and looked into his eyes, gathering up courage. Mike slowly brought Will's face closer. "Okay, ready...?" Will nodded and smiled. His face was extremely red too. Adrenaline caused Will's exhaustion to fade away. Mike brought Will's lips to his own. Somehow, Mike expected Will to feel like this. Chapped lips, steady movement, and gentle touches. Mike forgot all about "teaching Will to kiss" and Will forgot about the fact they were "practicing." Basically, they're both in love, head over heels, if you will. Will shifted his hand to Mike's thigh, and Mike let out a shaky breath. Will kept testing the water. He dragged his hand along further, reaching Mike's shirt, and grabbing onto it tightly. He pulled him closer. Mike, surprised, let out a gasp. Will started taking lead. Fuck, they were both so lost in this moment, they hadn't heard Nancy's footsteps coming downstairs.
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"Practicing...?" Nancy looked in disbelief. She eyed the both of them, both previously entangled in each other. "Okay, yeah. So believable. Um-- Okay, Mike," she pauses, "could you please stay downstairs tonight? Robin, Steve, and I are going to hang out." Nancy smiled a knowing smile and said "Try to, y'know, not make any noise, 'kay?" She winked at Will and walked off. Will broke into laughter as Mike's face flushed red. "So, Wheeler," a shit-eating grin, appeared on Will's face, "Are we continuing?" Mike practically sighed as he nodded. They both got into their earlier position and continued their "practice."
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Hands in hair, lips tangled together, panting. Will was lying atop of Mike, kissing his lips 'til they were red and sore. Both's hair were messes, both were panting and craving the other. "Mmph-- Will--" Mike tried to speak, and Will paused his kissing. "Yeah? Want to stop...?" Mike instantly declined, "No! I just... wanted to know if you knew... why I did this." Will smiled and caressed Mike's hair. "I'm not stupid, Mike." They both let out small laughs. "Can... we do this more often?" Mike avoided Will's eyes. Will, just smiled and kissed him to shut him up. "Idiot, yes." Will kissed him once again, but this time, their hands were intertwined.