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"You shouldn't have done that," Will sighed. He was currently getting the medicine and gauze out of the cabinet up Mike, who was sitting on the Byers' kitchen table with an opened wound that was currently bleeding on his cheek. "I thought I could make the jump," Mike admitted. The two were riding bikes when they came across a small hill. Mike, trying to impress Will if he was being honest, saw the rock last minute and it caught on his tire, flipping him forward. His face hit a branch, cutting his cheek open. Will was thankful that they were close to his house. "Don't do that again," Will replied shortly. He reached up to the cabinet that held their first aid kit. "Shit," he muttered to himself. He was only so tall, and his mom had to put the first aid kit on the highest cabinet possible? Just his luck. He opened the cabinet door while standing on his toes, and grabbed the medicine kit. Will climbed down slowly, his foot reaching the ground. He looked behind him to see Mike staring at him. He blushed a little, and turned back to the medical kit. Will took out gauze, a washcloth, and a tube of Neosporin. He wet down the cloth with warm water and turned to Mike, who was still looking at him. "This is going to hurt," Will told him. Mike nodded."Remember that I feel no pain?" Mike grinned. Will laughed."Sure." He raised the cloth to Mike's face, wiping away at the dried blood on his face. His eyes were concentrated on the wound, but he couldn't get a firm grip on Mike's face. He raised a shaky hand to Mike's other cheek to steady him, and felt his own face getting hot. Mike looked at Will's concentrated face and saw the pink tint to his face. He thought it was cute. He winced and saw alarm flash in Will's green eyes."I'm okay," he assured him. Will was focusing on the wound, but found himself staring at Mike's lips as well. He had a crush on Mike, he'll admit, but he didn't think he could ever tell Mike himself.Mike saw Will's eyes flicker from his wound to the bottom of his face; his lips. Will bit his bottom lip. "Neosporin," Will muttered, to himself, but Mike jumped a bit. He was so intently focused on Will's face that he didn't realize his wound was stinging like crazy. He breathed in sharply when Will took his hand away to grab the ointment. Will applied the ointment to his finger and dabbed it onto the cut. He moved closer to Mike carefully, brushing back his hair so it wouldn't get any blood on it. His eyes drifted to Mike's slowly. Mike saw Will's eyes look at his and felt his heartbeat get faster. Will was breathing shakily in small breaths. They seemed to be stuck staring at each other. Will's hand that he had on Mike's face lowered almost in slow motion. Mike raised his hand to the side of Will's face and felt himself leaning in. His head tilted sideways, and he connected his own lips with Will's.When Will felt Mike's lips touch his own, he froze. Everything around him slowed down. It was like a movie scene when everything stopped for a minute and the main character realized everything. Will realized everything. He felt happy. His body tensed up, and he kissed back. It was like they were in sync, and they were made to be together. They were made to be in love.And that was alright.They drew back, and Mike broke into a smile. Will grinned and looked down. "Will?" Jonathan's voice sounded through the house. Will looked at Mike with wide eyes."Yeah?" Will called back. Jonathan walked into the kitchen."What happened?" he asked. Will frowned, and realized why Mike was on his counter in the first place."O-Oh, he had a bike accident," he said."You did too?" Jonathan said. "What?" Will was confused."There's blood on your cheek," Jonathan said slowly.Will reached up to his cheek and realized that it was Mike's blood from kissing him. He turned red and Mike coughed awkwardly."Oh," Will mumbled.Jonathan frowned and his brow furrowed, but then a knowing look settled on his face and he smirked."I came to get my camera. Sorry I interrupted," he grinned, and went to his room.Will groaned quietly. "Looks like it'll be a good dinner."After Jonathan left, Will cleaned Mike up quickly. It was six, around time for Mike to go back to his house."Thanks for cleaning me up," Mike said. Will looked down."Yeah, no problem," he said. They looked at each other, and Mike began to walk out.Will grabbed his hand and Mike turned around. Will stood on the tip of his toes, and kissed Mike one more time. Mike bent down a bit so Will wouldn't have to reach up, and they relaxed into each other.A few seconds later, they broke apart. "I-I'll see you tomorrow then," Will said, blushing.Mike smirked. "Maybe I should have another bike accident."