byler oneshots

53 - i love you

*they aren't together - mike and el are on and off*
*will pov*

I admire Mike sitting on my bed and playing with his hair for the first time in months. Him and El have been dating for a while, but they broke up about a month ago and have been on and off since then, which has given Mike and i more time to hang out.

I sit across from him, music playing in the speakers.

"So, how've you been? I feel like we haven't talked in forever." Mike says.

"Well you have been pretty busy lately, but I've been okay." I say, thinking back on how hard the past few months have been.

"Just okay?" he asks sadly. All of the sudden, I feel like I can tell him anything like when we were kids.

"Well I've had pretty bad anxiety for the past few months which basically has drained me." I say, staring at my lap. I can feel his eyes on me, but I don't wanna look up. I don't want him to see me crying.

"I had no idea. I'm so sorry." he says. I tilt my head up, and his face drops when he sees the tears on my face.

"It's fine. I do a good job of hiding it." I say honestly.

"You shouldn't have to hide it. It doesn't change how I think of you if that helps at all." Mike says.

"Thanks, Mike." I say, forcing a smile. Before I can think, he pulls me off the bed, wrapping his arms around me tightly. I begin to cry a lot harder, wrapping my arms around his neck as his snake around my waist.

My tears fall onto his shoulder, causing him to just hug me tighter.

"I'm sorry I abandoned you, Will." he says, causing me to pull away.

"It's okay." I say.

He lifts his hand up to my face, wiping away my tears with his thumb, but he keeps his hand there.

I can practically feel the space between us closing when he suddenly pulls away.

"What's wrong?" I question, his hands shaking.

"I gotta go." he says suddenly.

"What? Why? You've only been here for a little while!" I say, not wanting him to leave.

"I forgot I have plans." he says sternly.

"You're lying, Mike. I know when you lie." I say loudly.

"I'm not - lying!" he yells, but I grab his hand before he can leave.

"Just tell me what's wrong!" I yell back, our eyes meeting.

"What's wrong is that I love you!" he yells, the room going silent. His eyes go wide, as do mine as I can feel everything inside me stop.

"W - what?" I stutter out, dropping his hand.

"I love you! I was about to kiss you for god sakes!" he says, his voice still loud.

"Why is that a bad thing?" I ask, scooting towards him.

"B - Because we're both boys." he says, my heart stinging.

"I know. I know. Mike I love you too, obviously." I say.