𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒔 ( byler )

⁶ yellow pt.2 ⁶

I shot an angel with my father's rifle.
I should've set it free

*xxx*

At the word family, Will began to shake again. Mike noticed the tears beginning to flow down the smaller boy's cheeks. Mike slowly, making sure not to scare Will again, took him into his arms.
They stayed that way for a while, Will's head laying against Mike's chest and Mike's hand gently petting Will's soft brown hair. The silence was finally broken when Mike decided to speak up.

"Hey Will," Mike paused brushing Will's hair for a moment and held him tighter in their hug. He continued, "We don't have to talk about it now but I'm always here if you ever want to vent or anything. I will always listen to your problems and try to help you. So whenever you're ready, you can come to me. I care about you more than you could know."

Will still couldn't bring himself to speak. Instead, he lifted his head off Mike's chest, and looked him in the eyes with a soft smile. Mike smiled back at him and then released Will from his embrace. He took off his black jacket and encouraged Will to put it on. Will seemed grateful and accepted the clothing. He put it on, not caring how big it was on him. "Now then. We should get you home."

Will nodded and tried to stand but his legs gave out under him, causing him to fall over onto the taller boy. Mike's cheeks began to blush again as he let out a soft chuckle. "Alright buddy. I've got you."
Mike put Will's arm over his shoulders and the two slowly made their way down the stairs. They pushed through the crowd of people, Mike yelling and cursing at anyone who may have accidentally bumped into Will.

Once outside Mike realized the next problem. He could take Will home on his bike, but he didn't trust Will to hold on securely to his shoulders in his drunken state. The boys stood outside the house for a bit until Mike got an idea.

Mike knelt down on the pavement directly in front of Will. "Hey, get on" Mike said. Will's mouth and eyes flew open with confusion. "S-Sorry what?" Will asked. Mike chuckled at his tone. "Don't be shy, get on me."

Will's cheeks burned at the request, and he slowly placed his arms over Mike's broad shoulders. Mike groaned with effort standing back up, now carrying the boy on his back. Will was definitely heavier than he looked.

After about a ten minute walk to minute walk to Will's house, both teens seemed beyond exhausted. When they got inside, Mike was panting like he had just done a triathlon. Still, he knew he had to get the drunken boy to bed safely.
With a heavy sigh, he took Will's hand and began pulling Will down the halls, towards the back of the house. "Ahh, stoppp. I don't wanna sleep" Will slurred as he tried to fight against Mike's grip. With some struggle, they got to Will's bedroom.

Mike took the chance to take in the new environment around him. The faint smell of lemon in the air. The cute yellow sunflowers painted on the beige walls. The large bed that seemed like it could fit 3 Wills if it needed to. Posters on the walls of bands he's never heard of, Prefab Sprout and Altered Images.

At this point, Will had already stopped fighting and started to climb into his bed. Mike's cheeks became warm when he realized they were still holding hands. Mike tried to let go but Will only squeezed his hand tighter. It seemed like Will was pulling him into in the bed.
"Uh, W-what are you doing?"
Mike questioned. Will stopped and looked back at him with determined eyes. "Wait no, we can't" Mike hesitated loudly.

"Michael, it's not like I'm trying to have sex with you."

In response, Mike's whole body felt like he'd been set on fire. Will just continued talking as he said nothing at all,"I just don't want to be alone tonight." Mike was flustered but nodded, understanding that alot did happen today. He couldn't imagine getting too drunk, showing your secrets to a friend and then having to get babied home by that same friend. So, he hesitantly got in bed with the other boy.

Mike took in the warmth all around him. Will's body heat on his left and the dimly light lamp on his right. The two layers down in that comfortable silence for a while. Mike didn't dare to move, scared that he might accidentally make contact with one of Will's limbs. He had never really been in a bed with someone before, not even El. But here he was, laying with someone who made him feel things he never had before.

"Hey Michael, thanks. For all the things you did for me today."

"Of course, anytime you're in trouble, I will be there."

Will shuffled over close to Mike, and Mike did the same. The two boys looked in each other's eye for a few seconds before Will turned to face the other direction. Mike got a little worried that something was wrong but that was forgotten when Will went to speak again.

"Goodnight Mikey."

Mike grinned widely and threw his arm over Will's body, pulling them into a cuddle.

"Sweet dreams, William."

*XXX*

I feel like this book got pretty dark compared to how it started. But idk man I just be typing. : /

also happy 4th of July if you celebrate that

900~ words