Shooting Star

Just Some fluff because, why not?

Scott dragged Jeremy along by the wrist all over the park. He wasnt interested in the rides, per say. He was mostly interested in the arcades. I guess working in a pizzeria will do that to ya. Jeremy stumbles after him and looks at Mike with a 'help me' look.

Scott got tickets from the various games he played and offered to get each of them something. Mike declined, Jeremy got a mask, which didnt surprise anyone, and Will declined as well. Scott smiled and looked around determinedly for something to do. "Why dont we go on some rides?" Mike suggested and Scott shook his head. "I'm gunna go for a walk."

Scott left and Will stared at him. "Y-You should...should f-follow him." Will jumped slightly at Jeremy's suggestion. I dont need your help, thanks. "Yeah..." William trailed off, yet stayed where he was. Part of him knew Scott wanted to be alone, but the other wanted to find him

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Scott sit down by an oak tree, collecting his thoughts. He ran his fingers through his uncombed silky black hair. He stared out into the woods, sort of like he was expecting something. When nothing came out, he sighed and got up, walking deeper into the forest. "Does he like me?" Scott found himself speaking aloud. He had a whole conversation with himself. Something about not being gay, and lying to himself, and telling Will how he felt, and blah blah blah.

He turned around, and walked back---

Which way was the amusement park?

Scott swallowed as he began to pace, he considered calling Mike, but he didnt want to. He debated on whether calling Jeremy, but knew he wouldn't just up and come to the middle of the woods. With a sigh of defeat, Scott pulled his phone out and dialed Wills number. After a long minute of the dial tone ringing, Scott heard an anxious, "Hello?"

"I'm lost." Scott cut to the chase immediately, not wanting to chat. There was another pause before, "Ok..ay...where are you?" Scott slightly growled. God this man is so fricking stupid. "William. Fucking. Afton. I. Am. Lost. WHAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!" Scott practically screamed. Will paused on his side of the phone, slightly shocked that Scott had called him by his first and last name.

"Uh...are you still in the woods? I could pick you up." He offered and Scott nodded, then remembered that he was on the phone. "Yeah. Sorry for the outburst. I dont like being alone." Before Will could remind him that he lived alone, Scott hung up.

When Will arrived, Scott practically hugged him in relief. He quickly let go, and looked away, embarrassed. Will smiled and cupped Scotts face with his hand. He looked into Scott's eyes, his face extermley close. "Since when did you get freckles?" He asked, seeing them upon closer inspection.

"Since always..." Scott swallowed, and looked at William's lips, them back to his eyes. Will leaned in close, and Scott hesitantly looked into his eyes, and leaned in closer as well. Soon, they were so close that the next time they leaned in, they'd kiss, and then

Scott threw up.

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The ride home wasnt awkward, but it was almost there. Scott stared out the window, Jeremy fiddles with his hands, Mike kept his eyes on the road, and Will stared at Scott. He continued looking at the window--or tried to at least. It's kind of hard to look out the window when someone is staring at you. Scott looked at Will throughout the reflection. "If you're going to keep staring at me, you might as well start a conversation." Jeremy squeaked, and Will almost hit his head on the car roof when he jumped.

"Oh, do we have a sassy Scott?" Mike teased, causing Scott to growl. "No. I'm just tired." He lied. He looked back out the window and noticed William was staring him again. They both stared at each other. Will leaning in, and Scott doing the same. Soon, they were so close that Will could feel Scott's hot breath on his nose.

"Please dont make out in my car." Mike looked at the two through the rearview mirror. "Gah!" Scott jumped and hit his head. "Oww...We weren't going to--" he cut himself off, knowing there was no point in arguing. He looked back at Will, who still had a few chunks of vomit on him. "Sorry about--" he was cut off by William kissing him on the nose. "Its fine." Scott smiled and leaned his head on Wills chest, falling asleep.

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Scott woke up in his house, on his bed. He glanced to his alarm clock, which read it was almost midnight. He got up, and went to the door, and froze when he heard, "Where are you going?" Scott looked at Will awkwardly. "Uhm...to...I dont know..." he confessed, looking slightly embarassed. Will got up, and pulled Scott closer to him, looking the smol boy in the eyes. He leaned in, and Scott blushed, looking around, like he thought Will was drunk or something.

Scott felt like the world was slowing down, only the dim light of the stars on the ceiling lighting up the room. The room spun around and Scott felt his chest tighten. Suddenly Will pressed his lips against Scott's, and everything went hazy. Scott fluttered his eyes shut and melted into the kiss. Everything was still going slow when Will pulled away.

They both lay down on the bed, smiling. Will put his arm around Scotts waist, and instead of arguing, Scott buried his head in William's chest. Scott smiled when Will kissed him on the head and heard a very faint,

"Sweet dreams, Scotty"