Panic In The Movies; Byler ✔️

23- Mixed Message Mike

WILL POV-

Mike drags the smaller boy to the large walk-in wardrobe; making Will sit on the plush stool that sat in the middle of the closet. Will looks around the room taking in the clothes surrounding him, Mike smiles, sticking out his tongue focussing on clothes, picking out shirts then placing them back into the clothing rack

The chestnut-haired boy examined Mike; his skin, his hair, his body. Will blushes

"How about this one?" The taller boy holds a classic black dress-pants in one hand while grasping a faded yellow shirt in the other. Will assessed the two clothes, would he be able to pull it off. He nods remaining confident. Mike throws the clothes at Will signalling him to change outside. The chestnut haired boy leaves the closet to change his clothes, the shirt was good but far too long, he tucks it in admiring himself in the mirror, walking back into the closet

"Ahem" Will clears his throat attempting to get Mikes attention, Will smiles keeping a bright smile as the ravenette turns around. His jaw drops. Mike blushes flipping around to the clothes rack again

"You look really good; I've found what I'm going to wear so can you please leave the closet so I could change" Mike admits slipping at glance at Will again

"Oh, could I see it?" Will grins

"It's a surprise" the raven-haired boy answers winking

Will pouts exiting the closet closing the door behind him, he walks towards Mikes bed sitting down. The bed was plump allowing Will to spring up and down; a soft giggle escapes his lips. Will examines the room seeing the décor that litter the room, the room was typical of what he would expect from Mike; it was clean, a bit too clean for Wills taste. It almost seems sterile. Out of the corner of his eye Will notices a guitar staring at it deeply

"Pretty sweet, huh?" the ravenette comes out the closet (pun intended) walking over to the guitar, picking it up off the ground

"Yeah sweet" Will copies

"Me or the guitar?" Mike jokes

"The guitar, definitely the guitar" the chestnut-haired boy giggles staring at Mikes outfit

"Is that the bucket hat you gave me but in blue?" Will adds pointing at Mikes hat

"I was hoping you'd have yours so we could match" The taller boy stammers fidgeting with his fingers, looking down at the guitar

"Oh, mine is in my work bag" the smaller boy states rummaging through his belongings pulling out a yellow bucket hat. Both boys smile as Will places the hat on his head walking back to Mikes bed taking a seat next to the raven haired boy

"We are like a matching couple" Mike jokes staring into the eyes of the smaller boy, leaning closer, their legs touch, Mike pulls in their lip's inches apart, Will closes his eyes anticipation fills him, lips moving closer and closer until both could feel the hot breath against their skin and then...

Ding Dong

Mike jumps back walking out the room towards the front door, a disgruntled look on his face. Will sat in wonder, was Mike about to kiss him? His first kiss with a guy? And it didn't even happen, the chestnut-haired boy speculates. He could still feel his heartbeat as the heat of his cheeks darkened. He lays his head down on Mikes bed, scowling that they weren't able to get close enough to kiss.