!!! - byler [DISCONTINUED]

make your move!

will wasn't good at making first moves- or any moves at all. technically, this wasn't the first move (mike made that one by giving him his phone) but it still made will anxious. one the other hand, mike had gotten no sleep, anticipating a text from the brunette he thought was adorable. unfortunately, he never got the text. will had fallen sleep, trying to think of a conversation starter, though mike believed he didn't want to talk. it could've been a great conversation. if he was the one given the phone number, almost instantly, he would've sent a text.

the next morning, a warm saturday morning at around 8:30 byers woke up to make an early trip to the library. he hopped out of bed and put on a striped sweatshirt and some light jeans. he took his books out from his school bag and set them in his favorite hand held book bag. he walked out of his bedroom and downstairs, grabbing an apple and heading out the door. he walked past his garden, admiring the pretty flowers as he went by.

he pulled out his earbuds from his pocket and untangled them, proceeding to connect them to his phone and look though his playlists. as he did so, he glanced at the number that was still on his hand. he sighed softly and clicked shuffle on his 'mornings' playlist.
calpol by cavetown began playing. will hummed along to the song as he made his way to the library. he stepped inside, immediately being hit by the smell of books and chamomile tea.

the quiet boy made his way over to his favorite table by the window. he pulled out a book and settled down before he began to read.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
"michael! that report is due on monday! you haven't even done the research!" mrs. wheeler called out to her son. "jeez, i can research online. the internet exists, mom." he groaned. "it specifically asks for books as a source, michael." she said, earning yet another groan and eye roll from her son. "fine. i'll go to the stuuupid library," he mumbled, going back upstairs and changing out of his pajamas into something more causal. in this case, it was some ripped blue jeans and another hoodie. he scoffed as he grabbed his skateboard and library card, heading out the front door.

he took out his AiRpOdS and began to search though his playlists, clicking on one of them, it's title was just keysmash. he pressed shuffle and the song girls by the 1975 began playing. he hopped onto his skateboard. he thought about lying to his mom and skipping the trip to the library. though, his mom would probably figure out regarding the fact that he would fail the class if his assignment was missing or done incorrectly.

he got off of the board once he reached the entrance of the library, tucking it under his arm. he let out a breathy sigh before opening the door and walking inside. he glanced around and almost instantly, the first thing to catch his attention was the adorable boy by the window. it's him again. "of course he'd be here," mike said to himself, letting out a small chuckle.

he made his way past will, he wouldn't notice mike anyways, he was too focused on the books. his eyes were practically glued to the pages as he read intently. mike walked over to the book shelves filled with history books. honestly, he didn't really remember what his report was supposed to be about, therefore, he took whichever book he could grab first. he held the book to his chest as he walked over to the table where will was situated at.

mike dramatically cleared his throat, causing will to reluctantly look up from his book. mike gestured to the chair next to will, "is.. this seat.. taken?" he asked. will shook his head quickly, "no, you could have a seat if y-you'd like.."
and with those words, mike pulled the chair out from under the table and sat down next to the boy, his face now had a light blush spread across his cheeks. it was silent for a moment, "so, why didn't you text me will?" mike asked, being very straightforward. that was the will wished they could have avoided. "well.. i- i honestly didn't know what to say.. i didn't wanna sound.. awkward." he said truthfully, because he absolutely despised lying.

mike raised an eyebrow, trying to contain a small giggle. "that's why?" will rolled his eyes and grabbed his cell phone from his pocket, going to mike's contact which he had already saved.

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from: unknown number
are you happy now?

from: mike <3
haha, very funny 🗿

from: will 🥺🗿
what are you doing here anyways?

from: mike <3
research for a stupid report
-

they both put their cell phones away and looked at each other, breaking into a fit of quiet giggles.
the brunette brushed a few strands of hair away from his face, tucking the loose hair behind his ear. this made mike melt. he looked away for a moment, opening his book and grabbing a sheet of notebook paper from the table, along with a mechanical pencil that was laying there.

they were both quiet for maybe.. twenty minutes. mike set his pencil down next to his open book, "this is so boring. how the hell do you enjoy reading so much?"

will briefly looked up, drawing his attention away from the book and to mike. "you just gotta find the right book."