~College~ ||Byler||

10

Mike pulled away from the hug.

"Let's get you some clean clothes, alright?" Mike said as he put his hands on Will's shoulders. Will nodded and Mike pulled him into a quick hug again. Mike pulled away again and grabbed Will's hand. He led Will to his room. They didn't walk fast considering Will was still a bit shaken up from the flashback he just had.

"Just sit here, alright. I'll get us some clothes." Mike said as he gets Will seated on his bed. He walked to his closet and got a hoodie and some old sweatpants he didn't fit anymore. He walked to Will and gave the clothes to him.

"Just come out of the room when you're done, alright?" Mike turned around and walked to his door. Will stood up.

"Mike?" Will asked for him with a quiet voice. Mike still heard him. He turned around.

"Can you... stay?" Will asked him quietly.

"Yes of course, baby. I'll just turn around." Will was stunned by the nickname. He shrugged it off and started changing.

Mike walked over to his closet and looked for clothes to wear since his were damp from hugging Will. His back was turned to him. Mike got a hoodie out for himself and pajama pants. It was late so why not.

"Is it alright if I change too?" Mike asked Will, his back still turned to him.

"Yeah, of course." Will said as he turned around too, giving Mike privacy in some way. Mike nodded to that and started changing.

Mike finished changing but he still didn't turn around.

"Are you done?" Mike asked softly.

"Yeah, yeah I am." Will spoke quietly. Mike walked to Will and gave him a soft hug. It wasn't a tight one, just soft. Mike slowly pulled away and looked at Will.

"Want to tell me what happened?" Mike softly asked Will. Will thought for a bit, but he nodded. Mike led Will to his bed. He waited patiently for Will to start.

"I- I was in the shower and then- then this memory of when I was twelve came back. At that time I was in the shower too. My parents were shouting to each other and- and then I heard glass breaking and my mom screaming." Will shut his eyes tight hearing his mother's screaming again. Mike put his hand on Will's back and started rubbing his back in comfort.

"It's okay, it's okay. Take your time." Mike said softly. Will took a few deep breaths.

"After that. Jonathan, my brother, walked in and told me the exact same thing you told me before you walked in." Mike thought for a bit.

"Will, I'm coming in. I'm not going to look at you I'm just putting a towel around your waist, alright?" Will whispered. Mike's eyes went a bit wider. No way he said the exact same thing that Will's brother ever said to him six years ago.

"You- you said the exact same thing. I thought you were Jonathan for a bit until I saw your face. After Jonathan said that, we walked out of the bathroom. My mom, she was, laying. On the floor. My dad was hovering over her. I couldn't move. I couldn't look away. And then my dad. He noticed me and looked at me. He was about to walk up to me, but then you came. These memories feel like I'm experiencing it once again. They don't feel like, just a memory. Like if I think about it right now, I don't feel like I'm experiencing it once again it feels like a memory. I don't know what's wrong with me." Will's voice broke in the last sentence. Mike pulled Will into a hug as Will sobbed into his shoulder.

His sobs calmed down and Mike kept rubbing Will's back in comfort. When Will was done he kept his head on Mike's shoulder.

"You okay?" Mike asked after a bit. Will nodded in his shoulder but he didn't pull away. Mike still continued to rub Will's back. Will pulled away.