#imthecleric

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me: how much more can she take? -is presented with more angst- me immediately: YES LETS DO THAT!!!

[hiisheart]

@imtheircleric || CONT.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♥︎ . *. ⋆ HE KNEW WILL HATED VALENTINE'S DAY; he questioned why he did this in the first place, but seeing how will actually seemed to enjoy his affection, how red his lovely pink cheeks turned ... he wasn't going to regret this in the slightest. ❝ uhh ... ❞ mike murmured awkwardly, turning his head to make sure the coast was clear, before GRABBING will's hand to pull him back into his room. he shut the door behind him before cupping the other's face gently and pressing their lips softly together again, unable to help a soft and pleased sound from leaving him.

[hiisheart]

@imtheircleric said: "He's a ten but nothing. He's a perfect 10."

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♥︎ . *. ⋆ ❝ IS THIS YOUR WAY OF SAYING that i'm perfect just the way i am? ❞

SEND "THEY'RE A 10, BUT ..." AND FILL IN THE REST TO CALL OUT MY MUSE !

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❛ do you want my jacket? ❜ - imthecleric

@imthecleric / @findablog

It was cold outside, the breeze sending a chill down her back, causing goosebumps to cover her arms. A shiver to run through her, but she was quiet, didn't make a fuss. Tried to ignore it. -- Will realizing that she clearly needed something besides the short sleeved shirt she was wearing. Had her head practically whipping in his direction, her braids flying in front of her. Basically hitting herself in the face with them, accidentally.

"What? Oh -- No i couldn't take your jacket Will. What would you wear? I just needed some fresh air, but you're out here because of me." She pointed out, before throwing him a small smile. Head tilting so that she was now looking up at the stars in the sky. "Do you ever worry that it's not fully over?"

[hiisheart]

@imthecleric || cont.

perhaps mike shouldn't have been looking at will so intently while he had been changing, but curiosity had gotten the better of him; he figured it was okay since they were like, kissing and all now. he'd never really seen will shirtless before; at least, couldn't remember the last time he had. he couldn't help but notice how much will had bulked up, especially during their time apart while he was living in california. it kind of did things to his heart, made him sweat a little bit on the inside. he ... liked it.

❝ so ... somehow you getting the scar proved that heat can hurt the mind flayer? ❞ he guesses; it did look like a burn mark, after all. he bites his lip, only imagining how fucking agonizing it must have been to endure getting that.

[hiisheart]

i'm not interested in anyone but you. - imthecleric

⤷ "sooooo ... what if we kissed...?" prompts. ( @imthecleric )

hearing the words made mike's heart positively jump straight out of his chest; or, at the very least, made him feel like it was possible. for the longest time, mike had realized, he'd been interested in will, but just didn't have the language or experience to draw on to describe his desires at the time. but to hear that he was the odd one out, that he was special to the one person who remained the most important to him throughout his childhood ... that truly, seriously did something to him internally.

heart bursting, hands come forward, one to rest at will's waist and the other at his cheek. a tender smile takes to freckled features, doe-like brown eyes warm and tender as they look into hazel. ❝ ... i don't think i'm interested in anyone but you, either, ❞ he confesses, heart taking a tumble within the confines of his ribcage at the confession. cheeks blaze a dark red, warmth like fire all but consuming him from the inside, and he's trembling as he leans forward so their lips can meet.

[hiisheart]

give me a minute to catch my breath. - imthecleric

⤷ "sooooo ... what if we kissed...?" prompts. ( @imthecleric )

mike did not want to come off as making fun of will in any way, shape, or form here, but to him ... it was still so cute how will still managed to get so flustered when it came to intimacy between them. it was far, far from the first time they'd kissed. then again, it wasn't like mike was completely past his own reactions to kissing will, getting to be with him; his own face was still burning hot, limbs and body like putty even as the corners of his lips curl up to form the beginnings of a slight smirk.

❝ you okay? ❞ he still manages to ask, still wanting to make sure will was all right. believe mike, he knew it could be overwhelming to have these moments with someone you really, really liked. to feel as though to have the wind completely knocked out of you at something that seems so benign, or even "gross", as erica and holly would react. but in reality, deep down, it was a gesture of so much love and comfort between him and will, and he could imagine it was the same for the other couples they knew in their life.

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❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜ - imthecleric

@imthecleric / @findablog

Still heaving, bent over, with her hands against her knees. Trying to catch her breath. She peeks up at him practically grinning. Only moments ago, she thought they were going to be dead, but now that they weren't she could laugh about it. "A close call? Will, we almost died." She corrected, finally standing up right again, as she moved to nudge him playfully.

"Put yourself in danger like that again, and i will hurt you myself." She may be teasing, but part of her wasn't. Max wouldn't know what to do with herself if he got hurt. If she lost him.

"Maybe one day our lives won't be so eventful." Her hand slipping into her pocket and grabbing the toy car. She's taken it everywhere since he gave it back months ago. She hasn't even tried to return it. Not yet. -- he had it for two years, Max might be milking her time with it. Giving it a small squeeze before looking back up at him. "Do you think we'll be bored, when things go back to normal?"