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Sweet

Sweet

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Mike sighed, closing his eyes as he relished the feeling of the wind blowing through his moppy hair. He sat with will on a two-person swing, swinging their feet back and forth slowly in sync. They had been walking around in Hawkin’s family park, as they did sometimes after school, and decided to take a break. Their bikes were parked nearby, sitting side-by-side in their usual spot. On most days, they’d just walk around and talk, sometimes just staying silent and enjoying each other’s presence; but this day seemed different. The air felt different. It almost felt...peaceful. This was seriously rare considering all that had happened throughout the past few months, but they didn’t mind. They didn’t mind at all. If anything, they cherished it. They embraced it, wishing they could feel like this more often.

Mike turned his head, sneaking a glance at will. He almost had a...happy look on his face; an expression mike hadn’t seen for months. Not just a small smile from hearing a joke, not just a smile from seeing his friends. A genuine smile, as if nothing were wrong. As if all what had happened had gone away. His friends made him happy, they really did, but he could never forget about what had happened. He looked happyright now. Mike wanted him to stay like this forever, or at least more often.

Mike wanted nothing more than for will to be happy. He deserved it; he’d been through so much. Mike didn’t understand how Will was so /strong/. If Mike had to go through all that he had, he probably wouldn’t be able to go through a day without crying. But Will did, because he’s strong. Mike admired him for that. Another reason out of millions to love him.

Mike must have been staring at the smaller boy, since his eyes suddenly met up with his. He smiled and glanced down, feeling Will lean his head onto his shoulder. Mike let him lean into him, reaching an arm around him gently. He saw Will’s other hand inching toward his and he gladly took it, softly intertwining their fingers with a blush. Mike’s hand overlapped Will’s small hand, a feeling that never failed to make Will’s heart flutter. It made him feel protected, safe.

Will shut his eyes, sighing contently. He softly began to hum, a tune of a song the two of them knew well. His humming soon turned into light singing.

It’s so sweet,
Knowing that you love me
Though we don’t need to say it to each other,
Sweet
Knowing that I love you,
And running my fingers through your hair
It’s so sweet

Will sang softly, his voice full of love. It was a song both Mike and Will loved, and reminded them of each other. Mike recognized the song at once, joining in,

And I will gladly break it,
I will gladly break my heart for you
And I will gladly break it,
I will gladly break my heart for you

They smiled as they sang together, harmonizing. Sometimes they did this. It somewhat became natural for them. It was usually a song that showed exactly how the two felt for each other.

“I would break my heart for you,” Mike said, his voice coming out as almost a whisper.

“Well you don't have to worry about that, love,” Will reached up, softly pressing his lips against Mike’s, kissing him.
Mike kissed back, his hand still protecting Will’s, “and you don’t, either. I love you.”

“I love you too, Mike.”