an unprompted fix-it starter for @partysheart !!
he arrives back to their shared dorm room to a familiar sight, one of m.ike w.heeler sitting in front of his typewriter deep in thought, fingers tapping away at the keys so intently that will isn't sure he even hears him come in. dropping his backpack on the end of one of the twin beds they don't actually use, he walks over to mike and sets a hand on his shoulder before dropping a kiss to the top of his head.
"make any progress?" he murmurs against jet black curls, letting his lips linger for a moment. when he'd left for his evening class, mike had been stuck in a bit of a moment of writer's block, but from the way he'd been typing when he came in, will suspects he's managed to successfully overcome it. "i worked on some more sketches during my lecture if you need any other ideas."
