explanation || chapter 5

                                    

                                          
Will had ate dinner, rather quickly. Joyce had told him to slow down multiple times, but all he cared about was getting his room cleaned up, and himself cleaned up since when he had been eating fast his shirt got dirty. Mike was coming over. Will smiled to himself and he washed his plate and was quick to leave the dinner table, "will what's the rush?" Joyce asked and got a quick response, "mikes coming over" Will said warmly and closed his bedroom door. Jonathan couldn't help but smile. 
Will quickly changed his shirt seeing that it was dirty and figured he'd change out of his pants he had worn to school so he put on a pair of shorts to go with his red and white t-shirt. 
He continued to clean up his room, picking up old scribbled yet crumpled up drawings, as well for his..ripped up pictures which now made him regret doing that now that him and Mike were going to talk. He sighed and picked up all the ripped photos and tossed them into his small trash can next to his desk. 
Eventually he finished cleaning and smiled softly, he began to feel slightly nervous about seeing Mike as well as there talk. But he was happy to talk about everything, he missed Mike.
He felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the door bell ring, he quickly got up off his bed throwing his bedroom door open. "I got it!" He exclaimed enough for Jonathan to hear and he backed off, Will took a deep breath and looked at himself in the small mirror near the door. He fixed his hair for a few moments before opening the door, Mike.
The soft black hair freckled tall boy, he was perfect. Down to the smallest detail, even when his face was bruised and scratched up, his busted..yet kissable lips, his dark eyes, his wavy hair.
"Will? Will are you okay?" Mike spoke softly, Will quickly snapped out of it, "yeah, yeah sorry come in." Will said warmly, letting Mike in as they headed to Wills room.
Mike smiled seeing all of wills new drawings, yet some old, new yet subtle changes to Wills bedroom that only his friends would notice, or at least Mike noticed. He sat down at Wills desk and Will sat on his bed. 
Mike patted his lap and sighed "So.." Will glanced up at Mike and nodded. "So.." They sat in silence for a couple seconds and then both of the boys interjected at the same time. "I wanted to say" "I mean," "no no, you go." They both chuckled and Mike smiled glancing up at Will who seemed nervous. 
Mike sighed, he needed to do this. No no, he wanted to do this, for their friendship, he missed Will so much. Mike then began to speak once more, "look..will our argument..everything I said..I know people say that when you say things when you're mad that you mean it but.." he paused glancing up at the brown haired boy.
He got up and moved to the bed sitting next to Will. "I didn't mean any of it, far from it..I'm so sorry will..about the way I've been treating you..dnd is special to us..the party, I guess ever since El dumped me a few months ago I've been..lashing out, I miss her but it just..wasn't working and I know we are getting older but dnd is something we've always done, I'm so sorry for the argument." 
Mike paused for a moment trying to read Wills facial expression before starting again. "I'm so sorry about the awful things I said..I understand if you don't want to talk to me, or be friends with me or-" Will cut Mike off, placing his hand on top of Mikes. "Mike.." he glanced at the male, "I could never stop being friends with you..Mike your my everything.." he spoke warmly, but Will realized what he meant, "I..I mean..you're my best friend I tell you everything.." Will adjusted his statement but Mike felt..warm. giddy. tingly. 
It was clear Will was flustered, Mike reassured him by putting his hand on his shoulder. "Friends?" Mike asked hopefully, Will had a huge smile on his face. "Best friends." Will smiled and pulled Mike in for a hug, they hugged. It was a tender moment, every thing felt Normal again. Balanced.
They let go of their embrace and smiled at each other, "wanna stay here tonight?" Will asked, and continued his sentence, "it's getting late but if you want to go home i could have my mom drive you." Will smiled, Mike was quick to accept. "Yes, yes I'll totally stay..maybe we could plan a new campaign together..you could of course draw all the visuals..you're drawings never fail to amaze me." He said lovingly, Mike always kept every kind of drawing Will made, doodles from class, cards, everything.
They chatted and planned the campaign for what felt like hours, tons of notes written as well as wills basic sketches of the ideas. Eventually they had gotten so tired that they passed out of the floor, pencils in hand, Mike had drooled on some of the notes. Will had missed this. Finally, for what felt like forever of them not talking it had only been a couple days.
Will had woken up in the middle of the night, he rubbed his eyes seeing all of the sketches and notes they had, his eyes then glued on the sleeping black hair, freckled boy, who also happened to be drooling.  Will chuckled softly to himself and thought 'gross..but cute.' 
Will slowly got up and and grabbed two blankets, softly throwing one over Mike, and then he laid back down in the spot he woke up in after turning off the lamp. Will fell asleep smiling, he was so glad that everything was normal again and now he was actually excited to go to school tomorrow.