When they part the second time, Mike is out of breath and there's the copper taste of blood on his tongue. For a second he's afraid that he did something stupid and nipped Will's lip with his teeth, but as he pulls back to look at him, he can't find any marks left behind. Mike's head is swirling with a hundred thoughts at once, but this one is important and he tries to hold onto it as Will finally lowers the walls that have kept Mike out of his orbit for the past few months.
I need you makes Mike feel like he might burst into tears. He hadn't realized just how much he needed to hear it until Will says it out loud between them. Mike feels his shoulders sag with relief, the tension that's been between his shoulder blades, the worry knotted up in his heart, melting away instantly. He feels boneless like he might just float away, at least until Will says the word curse. Mike's expression instantly shifts into one of deep concern, double checking to make sure that Will's eyes are still the warm brown they've always been. He tries to think about where he left the tape player that everyone's been assigned with the mix with their favorite songs on it. It's back in his room at his house, laying uselessly on his bedstand table.
And if I do have to go to hell, I'm takig you with me. He doesn't think that should sound so good. He knows it should probably scare him, but it doesn't. If that's where Will is, then that's where Mike will be, right beside him. If Vecna wants him, he'll have to go through Mike first. Always.
And I love you. Mike's breath stutters to a stop in his chest, the world coming to a stop. Something like wonder crosses his expression as he wills himself to move, to speak, to do anything but just stand there and stare back at Will. Finally, his brain's screams to do something registers with his arms and he pulls Will into a tight hug, burying his nose into his neck. "I love you too."
He's crying now, because this is more than he'd ever dared to hope for, because he didn't think he'd ever get to say those words to Will and mean them the way he meant them. Because they've spent the last year lying to each other. Mike tries to wet his lips because his mouth and throat are dry, despite the rest of him being soaked and he's reminded of the blood.
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Date: 2024-10-03 05:22 pm (UTC)I need you makes Mike feel like he might burst into tears. He hadn't realized just how much he needed to hear it until Will says it out loud between them. Mike feels his shoulders sag with relief, the tension that's been between his shoulder blades, the worry knotted up in his heart, melting away instantly. He feels boneless like he might just float away, at least until Will says the word curse. Mike's expression instantly shifts into one of deep concern, double checking to make sure that Will's eyes are still the warm brown they've always been. He tries to think about where he left the tape player that everyone's been assigned with the mix with their favorite songs on it. It's back in his room at his house, laying uselessly on his bedstand table.
And if I do have to go to hell, I'm takig you with me. He doesn't think that should sound so good. He knows it should probably scare him, but it doesn't. If that's where Will is, then that's where Mike will be, right beside him. If Vecna wants him, he'll have to go through Mike first. Always.
And I love you. Mike's breath stutters to a stop in his chest, the world coming to a stop. Something like wonder crosses his expression as he wills himself to move, to speak, to do anything but just stand there and stare back at Will. Finally, his brain's screams to do something registers with his arms and he pulls Will into a tight hug, burying his nose into his neck. "I love you too."
He's crying now, because this is more than he'd ever dared to hope for, because he didn't think he'd ever get to say those words to Will and mean them the way he meant them. Because they've spent the last year lying to each other. Mike tries to wet his lips because his mouth and throat are dry, despite the rest of him being soaked and he's reminded of the blood.
He pulls back again. "Are you.... bleeding?"