Shit drafts

um.. kissing?

What are you doing?" Will asked, taken aback.

Mike stood there, inches away from Will, eyes fluttering closed. As soon as Will said that, he jumped and took a few steps back.

"Um.. Uh.. Nothing..?" He said sheepishly, rubbing a hand to the back of his neck. "What are you doing?"

"Mike, you were clearly doing something." Will replied. "Or else you wouldn't have reacted as if I saw you taking something you couldn't have."

Yeah.. You.

Instead, he says, "I don't know! You just.. smelled nice?"

Will scoffs. "Okay, Mike. Really. Just cut the act." He said, dropping his shoulders and rolling his eyes while drawing out the word "act" with a hint of annoyance in his tone. 

Mike looked bewildered. "Wh-what act?" He stuttered.

"I know what you were trying to do. I just wanted to see if you would fess up to it.. Clearly," He says, drawing out the "e" and pointing an accusatory finger at him. "you don't have the balls to do it." 

He pauses for a moment then takes a deep breath and drops his hand. "Luckily.. I do." He says smiling.

He walks over to Mike with a few small strides and pulls Mike's face closer to his. Still smiling, he brings their lips together in a quick kiss.

"You're welcome." Will said as he walked away from Mike's garage.

Mike would call out for him, but he hadn't quite processed what had just happened the moment before.

He could still feel Will's lips on his. The sensation left to tingle on Mike's own.

He stood there, wide-eyed, replaying all of the moment in his head. He put a hand to his lips and tried to relax.

...

Maybe this was all a dream? Will thought as he was walking away. Mike Wheeler wouldn't want to kiss him. He'll probably wake up just fine and not know anything about it. 

He then began to hear feet beating against the concrete behind Will. He quickly turned around to see Mike there, running towards him.

When Mike reached him, he kissed Will for a few moments and then reeled him into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry I didn't do that sooner." Mike said in between breaths, hands on Will's shoulders.

"What?" Will asks. "Kiss me?"

"Well, yeah, I guess." Mike answers. "And say something-anything, really- about my feelings before i did it- or, well, tried to."

"Well, I'm sorry, too." Will says.

"For.. what?" Mike asks, dropping his hands.

"That you were too much of a pussy to make the first move." Will answers snarkily. "I get bragging rights, now."

a/n yeah, no, that's all I had.

criticism? (please.)