Will woke the next morning very confused and his head throbbing painfully. The last thing he remembered was playing the piano, then it was all a blank. A wave of nausea hit him and he rolled over with a groan as his stomach flipped and flopped. Quickly summoning a bucket, he threw up into the dark blue plastic.
Once he seemed to feel better, he leaned his head on the rim to think.
Did he drink?
No, unless someone spiked the water he had been sipping between songs.
Maybe he fainted?
That seemed more plausible.
Mason knocked on his door. "Will? Are you okay?" he asked, coming in and sitting down. Will looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. "What happened?" he asked, wetting his dry mouth and chapped lips, the sour taste of bile made him cringe.
"You fell to the floor, started having a fit and whispering a prophecy, Ford had to sink a needle into you to get you to stop," Mason replied. Will grimaced "Oof, I don't remember any of that" he whispered. Will leaned back into the bucket as his stomach yet again protested, the sound of the demon being sick made Mason feel a little nauseous himself, but he rubbed his boyfriend's back comfortingly.
After a few minutes Will got up to have a shower, hoping to clean away the dirt and grime of last night as Mason put out some clothes for him, made Will's bed and cleaned up any mess.
The demon came out the shower ten minutes later, a towel wrapped around his waist and looking a heck of a lot better than he had before.
"Feel better?" Mason asked, handing him the clothes.
Will nodded "Much better, thanks for the clothes"
Mason smiled "No problem."
Once Will was dressed he sat down next to Mason on the bed, smoothing out the covers with his slender fingers. "Can you tell me what I said or has Stanford forbidden it?" he asked, drying his hair with the towel.
"No, he asked me to translate it, you said Bills coming back in human form, Axolotl's wrath and people being in danger."
Will's eyes widened and he grinned "Bill's coming back!?" he asked, his heart beating fast with excitement, "Oh! That's brilliant news!" the demon added, hugging Mason tightly with a laugh.
Mason chuckled softly. "I'm glad you're happy, you dork"
Will kissed him.
Mason noted he tasted like toothpaste.
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Will made his way down the steps to the dining room. Passing Ford in the hallway as he went.
The man yawned tiredly and turned as he heard his footsteps "Morning, Will, feeling better?"
Will smiled "I threw up like three times, but I'm okay now, thanks"
Ford wrinkled his nose "I did not need to know that, quickly now, you're a little late for starting breakfast, but I'll let you off this time, you had a good reason"
Will saluted him and disappeared into the kitchen, Ford's niceness was refreshing.
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Will set the food down on the table and took a seat beside Mason, nudging him with a smile. Ford had his face over his cup of hot coffee, the steam curling around him as he inhaled the caffeinated smell. "Will?" he asked, pulling away and taking a calculated sip, so as not to burn his tongue.
"Yes, sir?"
"Can you do a job for me?"
"Of course, Sir" Will answered, biting down on a piece of toast.
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Hold On To Me (WillDip)
FanfictionFrom the moment he is summoned in the Gleeful Manor's Basement, Will's destiny becomes entwined with Mason Gleeful. From enemies to allies, they discover the shocking secrets that built these walls, and tear down the Traditions that held it strong...