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"mike?"
"MIKE?!"
"wha-huh?"
"are you okay," asked lucas, "you look kinda..."
"flustered." dustin finished.
"w-what, no guys, I'm fine." he snapped, as he left the table two minutes early than designated.
"what's up his ass?" dustin asked lucas, to which he responded with a shrug. they both left the table, ignoring whatever the hell was going on with their best friend.
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come on, mike, the school day is ending and you've barely talked to will. come on. he thought while tapping his foot, desperately waiting for the last bell. he was currently in physics class, the last class of the day, staring at the pretty boy seated three seats across from him. he didn't even consider whatever his physics teacher, mr. lester (a/n: i stg if one of y'all says Phil Lester LMAO) was rambling about. will was completely oblivious, not noticing the dark eyes that were basically burning holes into the side of his head. finally, the relieving sound of the last bell of the day filled mike's ears, and he immediately rushing over to will's desk. will looked up at him with wide eyes in awe and curiosity.
"o-oh hey mike," will said, getting out of his seat, "how are you?"
mike smiled at his politeness, admiring every aspect of his demure personality. "nothing much, I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house after school. lucas and dustin and i are gonna play d&d, like we normally do." he said confidently.
will simpered. "sure, i would l-love to, i love d&d."
"kick ass! alright i'll pick you up at five?"
"you don't even know where i live, mike." the tensy teen tittered.
"oh, shit, you're right, i'm such an idiot sometimes." mike mumbled.
"no, mike, you're not an idiot." he placed his sweaty hand on mike's shoulder reassuringly, as mike was soon a blushing red mess, flushed, florid and flustered from the contact.
"i'm s-sorry." will said, removing his hand.
"you don't have anything to be sorry for," he smiled at will, getting the sudden urge to kiss him on the cheek. he shook the feeling away, as soon as it crossed his mind. it was his duty to give will a good impression of him, and he didn't want to ruin anything.
"i'll just come to your house, then," will said, scribbling down his house number on a piece of paper, "you can call me and tell me the directions."
"that's a smart idea! i'll see you soon willy boy." mike smiled at his newly acquired friend walked off, cringing at the nickname he gave him.
little did he know that will did not find him cringeworthy at all. he liked him. a lot.
