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“Hey…uhm..What you said earlier at the Squak…”
He nods just to try and get this conversation over with as quickly as possible. He knew his feelings were right and Mike wouldn’t—couldn’t love him back but he really really didn’t need confirmation of it.
“I’m sorry. I mean, not sorry about what you said. that came out wrong. Or not came out wrong. Jesus Christ.”
Will couldn’t help but laugh at what Mike was trying to say. “It’s okay” what was he trying to say actually?
“No, it’s…it’s not. I should have been there for you, and I wasn't. And I guess I was just so self-absorbed that I couldn't see it. I just... I feel like an idiot, and I...” He sighed before continuing.
“I'm sorry.”
“You don't have to be sorry. And you are not an idiot. You're not. It's just... I didn't even understand it myself for the longest time. I just... I think it needed to happen the way it happened.” He was just a crush. That’s all Mike was. Will’s very own Tammy. Jesus Christ does every gay person come with one? He’d have to ask Vickie. “I needed to find my own way. But what matters is that you're still here, and you still think we can be friends.”
“Friends?” Mike questioned “no thanks”
Will stared at him for a second. Okay. Maybe longer than a second. What did he mean by that? There was surely no way that—
“El didn’t ask you for that painting did she?”
Mike didn’t even wait for an answer which is a good thing because Will didn’t know if he would’ve given one.
“I can’t believe I didn’t realize sooner. When you and your family were leaving, El, she…she kissed me and well I didnt kiss her back”
“Mike-“
“I wrote letters for you! So many!” His voice was getting louder and louder slowly now “but I never sent any of them because I was afraid that….that we weren’t going to be close anymore if I told you and now that I haven’t after all this time it’s making me push El and you and everyone else away and you even said it in your coming out how—“
“Mike! What did you want to tell me”
“Right, I just realized how much I wanted to yknow…..kiss you and what it felt like and-“
“So you want to….kiss—“ what was he even saying at this point???
“To date, or something like that I haven’t really figured it all out yet” He responds.
Will looked down at Mike's hands only to see that they were shaking slightly. Mike seemed to notice because before Will could say anything he was being dragged into a kiss.
Mike apparently had experience with kissing, unlike Will, but the two had crashed against each other into a smooth rhythm after a few seconds of thoughts overloading his brain and distracting him momentarily, making it seem like Mike was kissing a flat board. Which to his thoughts—fuck you.
One of Will's hands was gripping the hand rail (you never know) past Mike's body, the other dug its way into a balled fist of Mike's hair. His thumb slowly drifted downwards until it was holding onto Mike's chin, though. Meanwhile Mike had both of his hands set on holding onto Will's face.
The longer it went the more passion both of them gave into the kiss.
Something must have made a loud enough sound to get Will to remember where they are and who currently was coming up the tower from above and below them. Now he was having to push Mike away softly, breaking the kiss, so they could continue up.
Mike must have noticed as well and looked at him with a sideways grin looking insanely more happy than he was before “Later?”
“Later”
“Come on, we got a planet to catch”