As much as we all love to think that ‘Hot Dog’ is a special little nickname Willie gives Alex, let’s be real for a second-
Willie gives other ghosts nicknames based on how they died. You know he would. Especially if they died in a totally weird way like the boys.
Imagine the emotional whiplash the boys would have experienced when Willie showed them around the HGC the first time, greeting his ghost pals left and right-
“Tanning Booth! What up, my main man!”
“Looking good, Anti-Freeze!”
“Cement Mixer, how’s the missus?”
and finally-
“Oliver, these are my friends.”
Alex leans over and whispers, “Oliver?”
“Yeah, ‘Fork-in-the-Garbage-Disposal’ doesn’t roll of the tongue... wait. Tongue. That reminds me,” Willie whistles someone over, “Hey Garden Clippers, come meet Hot Dog and friends!”
s2 opening with Alex poofing all over LA in a desperate search for Willie. after looking all day he sinks onto the bench where he first talked with Willie in despair with his face in his hands. he whispers, "where are you?" then starts to cry. alone bc he doesn't want his-bandmates to see him breakdown. and he's losing all hope when off screen we hear "alex?"
Alex looks up and sees Willie smiling softly. and Alex stares before Willie grins wider and says, "Hey, hotdog. miss me?" and Alex just tackles him into a big hug. we see tears in Willie's eyes as he hugs him back- a happier reunion version of the hug they shared in the finale. they're together again and just relieved the other is alright. 💕
willie steals alexs drumsticks. he runs from him, laughing, as alex chases him and tries to get them back. when alex finally catches willie, he wrestles him to the ground. willie refuses to give back the sticks, so alex blows a raspberry on his neck and sends him into a giggle fit. ♡
Not sure if it's considered a head cannon but if they were to do a Willex kiss in a future season I feel like it could have similar vibes to the Peter and MJ kiss in Far From Home. Like a little awkward/nervous but clearly they care a lot about each other?
Oh.
OH.
I know that you were only comparing them (I am a huge Spideychelle shipper btw), but here me out:
Spider-Man AU where Alex is Spider-Man and Willie is MJ.
The vibes are there.
Like how drumming helps him become a more confident, less of an anxiety-ridden person. That’s what being Spider-Man would be for him in this AU.
And Willie is like MJ, pretty chill, resourceful, and down to help (his hijacking of the MudSlide tour bus is like MJ wielding the mace.)
But getting back to canon. Or canon-ish while I’m coming up with how a Willex kiss would go down...
It could be set at HGC, the aftermath of a very intense battle against some big ghost baddie connected to Caleb and soul snatching. Everyone’s checking in on each other, and Alex’s first thought was: ‘Oh no- Willie’.
Too weak to poof, he’s darting around the place, searching amongst the ghosts who have recently gained their souls back for that familiar brunette mop.
He finds him on the balcony overlooking the dance hall, near the entrance. He’s slumped over against the railing and Alex almost misses him.
Willie is battered and bruised, having had gone up against Caleb earlier in the night before being flung across the room Alex comes to find out.
Alex yells out his name, helping the boy rise to his feet. Once upright, Willie finally notices it’s Alex, and lunges at him, encasing him in a tight embrace, relieved.
“A-Alex, you’re ok,” He pulls away and gently cups the blonde’s face, “You’re ok, right-?-” he asks while searching for signs of injury.
Alex tenses from the sudden contact and Willie seems to realize his mistake, immediately retracting his hands and transferred to holding onto the bannister.
“Um...” Alex clears his throat, remembering the situation at hand, “Forget me! Look at you! I didn’t think ghosts could even get hurt.” he gestures to the bruises tattooed up Willie’s arms.
The skater waves it off, “Ghost magic. But I’ve had worse injuries. Don’t worry,”
“But I do,” he says, “Worry that is. About you,” Alex runs a hand through his hair, “I don’t think I’m going to stop being worried about you,”
Willie stares at him, “...really?” he barely whispers.
His eyes widen, “Oh, I mean. Like in a healthy way. In a totally not overbearing way,” he starts to ramble, “I hope it doesn’t sound like I’m angry. I mean I am. I’m mad at myself. I came too late. I had to help Julie find the amulet to stop Caleb. But look at you. If I had been here, then maybe you wouldn’t have gotten hurt, you wouldn’t have-”
Alex’s words are stopped short by Willie’s lips on his.
It happened quick. Barely a second, with the skater looking abashedly on the ground.
It takes a second for Alex’s mind, his body, to catch up with what just occurred. He doesn’t know what to do. In a case of madness, he laughs in disbelief, the laugh itself coming out in short, shaky intervals.
“You...” he draws out slowly, “You kissed me.”
Willie nods, “Yeah.”
“Why?”
“Because...”
“Because?”
Willie finally raised his head to look at him, “Because I care about you, Alex.”
Hearing that brings Alex back to the night outside the Orpheum, after Willie told them what Caleb had done. The words were had weight to them then, but feel heavier now.
“I care about you too, Willie,” He responds.
“...”
“...”
“... you know I mean like, more than a friend-”
“Oh thank god,” Alex doubles over, hands on his knees, letting out a sigh of relief, “We’re on the same page.”
This causes Willie to laugh, now more at ease, “I mean, wasn’t it obvious?”
“From running me over with your board and you calling me ‘Hot Dog’- no. It wasn’t,”
“Yeah...” Willie scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, “I’m not good at this.”
“Me neither,”
“Maybe we can help each other through it,”
“Sounds good to me...” Alex draws closer, his hand hesitantly reaching to frame Willie’s face; the other boy doesn’t resist. He drapes his hands over Alex’s, staring at him intently.
“You know also sounds good right about now?”
“If you say hot dogs, I swear to God-”
Willie raises an eyebrow, “You’ll what?”
Alex only smiles before closing the gap, their lips meeting for longer this time. He angles his head to deepen the kiss and he could feel Willie get caught off guard before getting with the program. Alex’s heart skips a beat upon feeling his partner’s lips transform into a smile against his.
They break apart, but not before Willie chases after him, stealing another quick peck. They laugh, resting their foreheads against each other, catching their breaths.
“Um... I think I’ll be making a lot more hot dog jokes now if this is my punishment,”
“I was trying to go for the thing in the movies, like when the person is like ‘shut up’ and the other person goes ‘why don’t you make me’?”
“But neither of us said those things,”
“I... know that now,” Alex groans, “Like we were bantering, right? That’s what I was getting at.”
“Yeah no. I got that.”
“I’m a dork,”
“And I love that,”
“So...” Alex starts.
“So...” Willie repeats, still unsure how to proceed.
“So...”
A third voice cuts in. They turn their heads to see Julie, Reggie, Luke, Flynn, Carrie, and Nick, in various stages of dishevelment, staring at them.
it had been Luke who interrupted. He’s sporting a toothy grin whilst crossing his arms and playfully bumping into Reggie who’s giving him a thumbs up.
“So you dating or what?” Carrie finishes off.
Alex and Willie share a look. Then they grabbed each other’s hands, making sure their friends could see, “I guess we are.”
“Finally!” Flynn exclaims while Julie tries to usher everyone else away to give the new couple some privacy.
She slaps an overzealous Luke upside the head as he lingered to applaud the two. He begrudgingly leaves with everyone else down the stairs.
“I’m sorry about them,” Julie shakes her head, “You two just... carry on. We’ll go clean up I guess. Help afterwards. Please?”
