Malia

#collegebyler pre-relationship, where Will and Max want to try playing tennis; Will steps into Mike’s room to show him the outfit he plans on wearing: a pristine white t-shirt with a neat little collar, paired with TINY matching shorts - high-cut, soft cotton, worn at the edges +

let‘s be moots <3

yes let‘s be moots!!

yess let‘s be moots

let‘s be mootsss

huh?? if you want buff Will for whatever reason, draw it yourself? stop bothering artists omg

„Thank you, baby, you’re the best and the prettiest and-“ „Get in the car.“ Mike quickly shuts up; he pulls Will over to the passenger side, his arm still wrapped around him tightly, and opens the door for him. they make out sloppy-style. Mike gets hard after 2 seconds. the end.

Mike pulls back a little to gauge Will‘s expression, checking if he‘s still amused or actually wants him to stop. Will narrows his eyes at him, but his pink mouth‘s still curled into a smile. „Fine“, he says, „we can make out in the car.“ „Oh God, thank you“, Mike breathes. +

„oh my God, Mike“, he yelps, breathless, as Mike gently bites his cheek. „Stop it!“ „Can’t.“ Mike only pulls him against his chest tighter, lowering his voice to a guttural whisper, acompanied by a hissing sound. „My preciousss.“ Will rolls his eyes and yanks on Mike‘s curls. +

and wraps his arms around Will from behind, pulling him to his chest. „Please“, he breathes against Will‘s cheek, peppering kisses all over his face, „please give me the garlic. I want the garlic.“ Will squirms, trying to escape, but can‘t stop giggling, clearly loving this. +

„Nope“, Will says, amused, „you can kiss me at home after I brushed my teeth.“ Mike makes a pathetic noise in the back of his throat, half groan, half whine, that has Will rolling his eyes. He steps around Mike, walking towards the car. After two steps, Mike catches up with him +

Will tilts his head back to look at Mike, the edge of his mouth quirking. „I‘m not mad - I just can‘t kiss you right now. We ate like so much garlic.“ Mike blinks, thrown. „What? I don‘t care about that, baby.“ He leans in again only to be stopped by Will‘s hand over his mouth. +

Mike‘s lips only brush the soft skin of Will‘s warm cheek. Immediately, Mike looks like a kicked puppy, his eyebrows drawing together, eyes wide and searching Will‘s face. „What is it? What happened? Are you mad at me?“ His big hands clutch at Will‘s waist, pulling him closer. +

#collegebyler established Mike picks Will up from a diner where he had dinner with some friends from class. As soon as Mike sees him, he pushes away from his car, stepping closer. Will greets him with a sweet smile and Mike leans down to kiss him. Will turns his head though; +

this is getting too long but I could make a part 4?

As soon as Will‘s safely inside, Mike’s eyes flicker over to Max.“You too.“ She doesn‘t protest for once and climbs into the back, while he drags a hand down his face. Then, he rounds the car to the driver side, looking composed, except for the muscle still jumping inside his jaw

Will bites his lower lip, blinking up at him. „Mhm, yeah. Thank you, Mike.“ Mike‘s eyes flicker down, then back up, his pupils expanding just like earlier today when he first saw Will‘s outfit. He half-opens his mouth, but then just nods and straightens to close the door. +

Despite the thunderstorm on his face, his voice takes on that gentle lilt it always does when talking to Will. He puts a hand on the back of Will‘s head to protect it from being bumped against the door frame, then leans down to buckle the seat belt for him. „Are you okay?“ +