Golden Hour - W.B + M.W

Chapter Five

TW: homophobic slurs

"So, Wheeler huh?" Jonathan asked as soon as Mike left the house, flopping down on the couch. He grabbed the remote and flicked through the channels on the TV. "Didn't know you had the guts to ask him out. Or did he ask-"

"We're not dating." Will said sharply, crossing his arms. Jonathan turned around, a confused look on his face. "So what are you two? Friends with benefits? I'm not allowing that." He said, causing Will's face to go red again. "N-no! It's not like that! It's more... not ready to make a commitment?"

Jonathan paused, looking back at the television. "Maybe just give him a bit of time." Jonathan said. "Don't be too clingy, just act natural. Wait for him to make the first move."

Will looked down at the ground. "So you're not angry with me?" He said quietly. Jonathan's head snapped back towards Will, a now concerned expression in his features. "Angry? Why would I be angry?" He asked. Will kicked at the ground a little, not exactly knowing how to phrase what he wanted to say. "I mean, you're not mad that I liked guys? That you caught your little brother kissing another dude?"

Jonathan's expression softened. He stood up and walked over towards Will, pulling his brother into a hug. "There's no reason for me to be mad, Will. I mean, you stole my spot on the couch but..." Will giggled. "Thanks, stalker."

"You're welcome, freak."

Jonathan laughed lightly at the strange nicknames the two used to call each other. Will smiled slightly at them, too. The older brother pulled away and clapped Will on the shoulder, smiling at him. "Let's go get some ice cream, how about that?" He asked. Will grinned. "Yeah. I think I'd like that."

*

"Hey, dingus, your boyfriend is here."

"Robin, what are you-"

Steve opened the window behind the counter and peaked out of it, mid-sentence. He caught Jonathan's and Will's eyes. "BYERS!" He said loudly, startling some of the customers. He ran off and came out the side door a second later. Steve pushed Robin out of the way and got his ice cream spoon out of the tub of warm water. "What can I get ya?" He asked in an overly-excited tone.

Jonathan put his index finger in front of Steve's face. "First off, I'm not your boyfriend, second, we're expecting free ice cream from your sorry ass." He said in an accusing tone. Robin snorted and Steve glared at her. He sighed and roughly stuck the spoon into a tub of mint ice cream, which he knew was the one Will would always get when he came here with the others.

Steve handed Will his ice cream, and then Jonathan's. The sixteen year old boy cleared his throat. "Steve, can I- uh- can I talk to Robin?" He said, gesturing to the girl in the corner of the room. Steve raised an eyebrow, but allowed the younger boy to go into the back room with the girl.

Will had an idea. He wanted to ask her some questions about relationships, but didn't know how to phrase it. The whole group knew she had recently became open about her liking other girls- she was probably the only person besides Mike that would understand where he was coming from.

He didn't want to interrogate the woman, but screw it, that's what he's going to damn well do. Will had too many questions, he couldn't wait any longer.

"I need some advice." Will said in a quiet voice. Robin tilted her head. "Go on." She said. "I'm all ears."

Will didn't exactly know where to start. This plan was definitely an impulsive one, as Will gave no thought on it. "Uh- so, um- I like dick-
No, damn it, okay, I- I think I'm in love with my best friend and I have no idea what to do?" He said, stumbling embarrassingly over his words. Robin snickered.