~College~ ||Byler||

8

Mike woke up with the sound of Will's alarm going off. He groaned and turned it off while Will closed his eyes tighter. Will lay on Mike's chest. Will sat up as he looked at Mike. Mike smiled at him. He noticed Will's neck and his smile turned into a smirk.

"I really was hungry." Mike said.

"What?"

"Will, you're whole neck is covered in hickeys. Wait, is mine too?" Will looked at Mike's neck. Bite marks were seen all over his neck. Will's eyes went wide.

"I didn't know I bit you that hard. I felt you do it so I thought it was normal, but it looks like you got attacked by a zombie." Mike chuckled.

"At least I enjoyed it."

"You enjoyed me biting you?" Will raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't you?"

"I mean, I guess." he shrugged. Mike got up and walked to the door.

"I'm gonna get changed, since I didn't change before we went to sleep." Will nodded and Mike left the room. He entered his own room and looked in the mirror. Jezus. He needed Max again only this time for his own shade. He quickly changed. When he got out of his room Will was sitting on the couch, probably thinking.

"I'm going to Max, I need my own shade of foundation right now." Will smiled and he left the room to get to Max's. Will stood up and grabbed the foundation and the sponge and walked over to the bathroom to cover up the hickeys.

Mike knocked on Max's dorm door.

"Coming!" he heard Max's voice come from the dorm. The door opened revealing Max in her pajama's and her hair all messed up from sleeping.

"Mike?"

"Yep it's me. I need your help.. again."

"What did you do now?" Max said as Mike stepped inside the door. Max didn't realize all the bite marks on Mike's neck. Mike pulled the hem of his shirt a bit down as he raised his chin slightly up. Max's eyes went wide.

"Jezus! Did Will do that?" Mike nodded.

"I thought he was all innocent and shit but damn." Max said. Mike chuckled.

"He was really, he just did the same as I did but you couldn't see it when we came here yesterday since that I didn't bite but I also did? My bite mark just faded away.

"Jezus. You'll have to teach him how to make out properly."

"I don't think I want to." Mike said with a smirk on his face. He followed Max to her bedroom and sat down on her bed. Max looked through her foundations and she grabbed one plus a new sponge. She applied the foundation as Mike tilted his chin so she could properly apply it.

"What do you think about him?" Mike suddenly asked.

"About who?"

"Will."

"Oh, he's nice. Kinda shy but I get it I just wonder what had happened in his past. He never really talked about it." she shrugged. Mike nodded as she used the sponge in his neck.

"I get that."

"Get what?"

"That he doesn't talk about his past."

"Why? Do you know anything?"

"Almost everything. Everything in his life before he got here is trauma. Everything is trauma. He doesn't even have any good memory. It hurts to know what happened." Mike said quietly.

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh." Max pulled away and Mike looked at her. Max handed Mike the sponge and the foundation.