Like every other time he sees the cute copper, Will has to bite back a completely undignified and goofy smile when he answers the door. Really, it shouldn’t be possible that he can find another man as adorable as he finds Tyler. He would have thought that the effect would have worn off somewhat after so many months, but the feeling of butterflies in his stomach never fails.
“Hi, Tyler,” he can’t fight back his own slight blush in return, smiling shyly. “I’m glad I could as well, sorry for arriving so late.” Never quite sure what to do in these kinds of situations, Will almost extends his hand to shake, but decides against it and instead steps forward, opening his arms in an awkward invitation for a hug.
He carefully moves into his arms, giving him a hug that may or may not have lasted a few seconds longer than it should have. As he pulls away, he wonders if the other could feel his heart beating so hard in his chest. He shuts the door and turns to smile at him.
"Come on in, everything's just about ready." His fingers lightly find his to lead him into the small kitchen where there's a table for two set up. He bites the inside of his cheek, watching his reaction to try to figure out if he overdid this whole thing.












