“Okay.” Will manages, pushing himself back into the drivers seat and straightening his shirt.
He told himself to expect the worst. He knew Mike would rather pull the trigger than take a chance on him. He knew that and he still allowed himself to believe for a moment that this wasn’t going to be the outcome.
He wants to scream and cry and beg for Mike to just try. He can be a secret but he can’t be a best friend who he treats like a boyfriend but won’t commit to it. He could shrug it off, go inside and prove that he’s worth it. It probably wouldn’t work on account of the fact that he actually isn’t.
Will takes a deep breath and when he lets it out the sense of detached calm sweeps over him again. Blunting his emotions. Making it feel as though he’s floating above the whole horrible scene.
Mike doesn’t want to break his heart again but somehow doesn’t seem to understand that he just did. Will was a fool to expect it to be different. They can’t bridge the gap, it’s too wide.
“For the record,” Will tries to force emotion back into his voice but it’s gone. “I get it. And I’m not angry. But I don’t think I can be around you right now.”
Tears burn his eyes but don’t fall.
“Call me if you change your mind, I need to go home now.” He flips the switch at the side of the steering wheel that unlocks all the doors.
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Date: 2024-04-10 04:17 pm (UTC)He told himself to expect the worst. He knew Mike would rather pull the trigger than take a chance on him. He knew that and he still allowed himself to believe for a moment that this wasn’t going to be the outcome.
He wants to scream and cry and beg for Mike to just try. He can be a secret but he can’t be a best friend who he treats like a boyfriend but won’t commit to it. He could shrug it off, go inside and prove that he’s worth it. It probably wouldn’t work on account of the fact that he actually isn’t.
Will takes a deep breath and when he lets it out the sense of detached calm sweeps over him again. Blunting his emotions. Making it feel as though he’s floating above the whole horrible scene.
Mike doesn’t want to break his heart again but somehow doesn’t seem to understand that he just did. Will was a fool to expect it to be different. They can’t bridge the gap, it’s too wide.
“For the record,” Will tries to force emotion back into his voice but it’s gone. “I get it. And I’m not angry. But I don’t think I can be around you right now.”
Tears burn his eyes but don’t fall.
“Call me if you change your mind, I need to go home now.” He flips the switch at the side of the steering wheel that unlocks all the doors.