that time you saved me •a byler and will angst story•

18: time together

Will:

"I wanted to kiss you!" Mike yells, raising his voice.

WHAT?

"You wanted to kiss me?" I exclaim, trying not to tear up.
That's the last thing I would ever expect to hear towards ME from Mike Wheeler.

Robin looks at both of us, widening her eyes.

"I'm just- I'm just gonna go," Robin says, quickly walking out the door shutting it behind her.

I sit next to Mike on the bed and we sit in silence for a few minutes before breaking it.

"Will.. I'm sorry for being such a jerk. Robin made me realize how much of a jerk I am.."

I look at him, eyes widened.

"I guess I just have been so.. confused lately. I don't know, my Dad always taught me that queer's are "bad, and gross" but.." Mike says, pausing.

"But?" I ask.

"But I don't think I think that.." He explains. "Like at all, I'm just so confused and I.."

"Mike, being confused is perfectly okay. I'm here if you ever want to talk." I smile at him, hoping it will cheer him up.

He smiles back.

"Thanks, Will," He puts a hand on my shoulder. "I needed this talk with you." He pulls me in for a hug.

Surprised for the sudden hug, I put my arms around him, leaning into the hug cherishing every single second of it.
I try pulling away since it's been a while, but he doesn't let go. He just keeps hugging me, and I even think I hear a couple sobs coming from him leaning on my shoulder.
Putting a hand on the back of his head, I pull him in closer to me.
He needs this, I just know it.
The more he sobs, the more I hug him.

He then suddenly pulls away from me, and looks at me.

I admire him as he stares at me, and then tells me that I made his life better. I saved him.

"You saved me, Will. When you went missing that day, I didn't know what to do with myself.. and when I said that.. that my life stares when I found El in the woods, I worded that wrong, Will, I didn't mean it like that I'm sorry for that.." He says with his head down, tears falling to his legs.

"Mike, you don't need to apologize-"

"And I'm sorry during the summer when I was only talking about El.. and also when I said.." He pauses. "When I said that it's not my fault you don't like girls. That was such a shitty thing of me to say and- and I didn't mean it, I was just mad, I'm sorry."

"Mike.." I pull him into a hug, but instead he pushes me back, grabs both sides of my face with his hands, and kisses me.

Taking his hands off my cheeks, he gently holds one of my hands in his hand squeezing it a bit as we kiss.
When we let go, we stare into each others eyes, blushing and smiling.
He squeezes my hand one last time and let's go.

"Let's go join the others.. We shouldn't let them worry or anything.." I suggest.

"Yeah," Mike nods and stands up as well as me. "Do you think I could sleep over tonight? I want to be here. With you,"

I smile, pretty flustered. "Yeah, yeah of course."

We walk out of the door into the family room, everyone is still here.