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WiseCleric71: Mon 06 Nov 2006 17:13:24
Hey guys. I’ve been scrolling through the posts in this forum for a couple of days now and woah… This is cool. I had no idea there were so many other people out there who’ve experienced stuff like this.
I guess I'll start by saying today's the anniversary of my death.
Mike Wheeler stumbles across a series of forum posts from a user named WiseCleric71.
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“Hmmm,” Mike hummed, the sound vibrating in the small space between them. Will shivered ever so slightly, before Mike whispered again, “but I was about to make pancakes.”
Will giggled, eyes opening once more, “pancakes?”
“Yeah, with chocolate chips,” he whispered, apparently adamant to keep whatever this was up.
“I can’t believe you’re trying to make pancakes sexy.”
Mike let out an amused huff then shifted, so his lips were only inches from his ear. Dangerously close.
“What, it's not working?” his voice dropped to a low murmur. pressing his lips to his ear before blowing a short puff of air over the spot he kissed. Oh. Will wriggled, breath catching in his throat, suddenly wide awake.
Or, Will gets the best head of his life. It's his birthday, after all.
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Will stared at the boy standing on his doorstep as the humid summer air hovered over them awkwardly. Will couldn't help the way his eyes flickered to Mike’s hair. It was growing longer, curling up at the collar. He hated the part of his brain that could only think about how pretty it made him look.
“Will,” He said. Or rather breathed. Like he hadn’t expected him to be the one standing there. Which was stupid— It was his house after all.
Mike and Will hadn't really talked much lately— not after everything that happened.
Or,
A fic set during the Summer of '85. After the battle of Starcourt.