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"Thank you for the food, Joyce!" Mike thanks before being rushed into Will's room to avoid further embarrassment.
"You're so annoying." Will says, embarrassed.
Mike chuckles and sits on Will's small double bed.
"I'm surprised you don't have a bigger bed by now." Mike says while bouncing on the edge of the bed, "What're you looking for?"
Will pulls out the drawers one by one from his small dresser, searching for his new paintings. Mike shrugs after no response and decides to gaze across the walls. Different, mostly familiar paintings adorn the walls. He spots one that he hasn't seen before and stands up to get closer look.
It seems to be a drawing in pencil of Mike dressed up in armour as his dnd character. The drawing is very well done and almost seems overly handsome. His jawline definitely isn't that sharp in real life and he's not that beautiful.
"Hey Will. I haven't saw this picture before." He pauses slightly before saying, "Is it me?"
Will's head shoots up and spots Mike looking directly at the picture he completely forgot he put there.
"OH! Uhm, yeah. About that." He says, completely flustered, "Yeah. It's you. I sort of tried to draw you in your costume but if it was now and not 3 years ago but now I realise you wouldn't dress up for dnd so it's a stupid idea-"
"No! No, uh. It's just... Am I that beautiful in real life?"
Will's cheeks turn pink and he looks down, then up back to meet Mike's eyes and scan his face before going a darker shade of pink, "You are- You are beautiful..." He says, quieter.
Now, it's Mike's turn to blush, "You're uh... beautifultoo."
"Thanks..." Will says, under his breath.
An awkward silence fills the room until its cut through by a loud groan from Joyce in the other room, her knocking on the door and saying "Mike, I'm so sorry all the sleeping bags are wet in the washing machine from when we went camping last weekend!"
Both Will and Mike catch eachothers eyes and the same thought goes through their heads.
'We're sharing my/Will's bed'
"You're going to have to share Will's bed, if that's okay" Joyce says, unfazed, "Goodnight boys."
They both reply with a night and turn to face eachother.
"You can go and get changed before me. Guests first."
Mike thanks him and grabs his stuff to get changed in the bathroom. Meanwhile, Will spots an unfamiliar shirt which he assumes to be Mike's. His first thought is to go and give it to him but what fun is that? He hides it in his wardrobe and get his clothes to change before Mike gets back.
"Hey, have you saw my t-shirt?" Mike askes to Will straightening up his art supplies in the corner of the room.
Will, surprisingly convincingly -but still blushing- says, "Nope, haven't seen it. You must've forgot to pack it."
Mike sighs and mumbles curses to himself. Then he asks, "It's only 10, what do you want to do?"
Will thinks to himself for a moment, then says, "I still have some of my old comics. Some of yours I stole too."
"So that's where they went!"
Will giggles and grabs one of Mike's comics he's already read many times (it might be because the lead is hot). Mike gets comfy under the covers, shielding himself from the chilly december air, Followed by Will on the opposite side leaving a single inch between eachother. Heat radiated from Mike to Will and Will shivered.
"You cold?" Mike says, and he doesn't wait for an answer before inching closer and snuggling into Will's chest. Will suddenly relaxed at the touch and smiles at Mike's head resting on his chest, raising up and down with each breath.
Will remembers the comic. He pulls it from the table on his bedside and uses this to wrap his arm around Mike's shoulder. He could sense the smile that radiated off Mike's lips.
The first page opened and they both read simultaneously, asking eachother if they were done after every page. They then reached the page which Will might've thought about a bit too much for a supposed straight guy.
Friends don't cuddle, friends don't blush at eachother, most friends don't compliment eachother let alone call eachother beautiful.
"He's hot." slips out of Will's mouth.
"Really?" Mike answers, flustered but also curious. Did Will also feel this way towards boys?
"Wait- no. No." Will splutteres out.
Mike then tilts his head up to look at Will's pink cheeks, hazel eyes and his awkward scrunched up nose. He's extremely embarrassed and even scared. Mike knows what to do. He puts his head back down to look back at the page to not embarrass him too much more.
"He's hot, sure. Don't you think he's hotter though?" Mike says flipping back a page to a man. Will didn't care who it was at this point. The vital thing was that Mike Wheeler thought boys were hot. Will then gathered himself and looked back at the page to check out this guy.
"I mean I guess? I definitely prefer the other guy."
Mike looks up again to meet Will's eyes. This time he looked much more confident and... excited? They were both obviously scared before outing themselves but I was okay. They both liked boys and the way they were still cuddling and staring into eachother eyes, they liked eachother.
Mike rolled over to sit on Will's lap to look into his eyes properly, discarding the comic on the floor, "However... you're hotter than both of them."
Will grabs Mike's head to pull him towards him in an attempt to kiss him. They were awkward at the start, struggling to set a pace but settled on a slower pace, hands travelling around eachothers necks and into their hair, caressing eachother lovingly.
Mike's hair starts to slip into his face. They split reluctantly and Mike struggles to get his hair out of his face. Will holds his cheeks and then tuckes his hair behind his ears before admiring him, "You're so beautiful, Mike."
Mike initiates the kiss this time, quickening the pace leaving them making out and panting into eachothers mouths. Will's hands protectively grasp Mike's hair and unconsciously starts tugging at it.
Mike let out a small hum at that and embarrassed, pulls away.
"I'm sorry!" they both say in sync. Laughter erupts as mike buried his head into wills chest.
Will then sarcastically adds, "I'm sorry I make you that horny."
Mike blushes but doesn't let Will have all the pride. "I'm sorry I'm so hot you can't hold back."
The two boys giggle again and Mike climbes off of Will and returns to their original position except Mike is spooning Will's side with his leg inbetween Will's legs.
Will kisses Mike on the forehead and turns of the nightlight, "Goodnight, stupid."
"Night, beautiful boy." Mike says, teasingly, but truthfully.
Let's say they weren't cold that night.