the bar was currently packed, you weren’t surprised though considering half the team had shown up after the game and apparently decided that one win was enough of a reason to take over an entire section of the place.
will had one arm draped over the back of your chair, absentmindedly playing with the hem of your sleeve while he argued his side to tyler about something. you smile, standing up to excuse yourself from the table.
“bathroom.”
will glances over at you, stopping his conversation with tyler.
“want me to come with you?”
you laugh, “to the bathroom?”
“you know what i mean.”
“i’ll be okay, don’t worry.”
he looks at you unconvinced but nods slowly, you lean down a place a quick kiss to his cheek.
“i’ll be right back.”
“okay.”
his hand caught yours for a second, squeezing tightly before letting go. you turn and disappear into the crowd, finding your way to the bathroom which had a longer line than expected.
by the time you finally escaped and started making your way back, you were already looking toward the table. you could spot most of the team from halfway across the room.
you start your walk back when the call of your name stops you.
“y/n?”
you turn and for a second you had no idea who you were looking at and then it clicks.
“josh?”
his face lit up the second he realizes you remember him.
“holy shit.”
you laugh, shaking your head. “oh my god! i haven’t seen you in forever.”
“literally years.”
the conversation begins to flow easily, as you both catch up about life after high school. then it goes to high school memories and teachers you both had and shared classes and inner jokes.
back at the table, will notices how long it’s been taking you to come back. his eyes drift around the bar when they finally land on you and suddenly mack’s story wasn’t as important anymore to him.
“dude i was getting to the good part.” macklins gaze follows will and it hits him. you talking to some some guy who was standing way too close to wills liking.
“who’s that?”
macklin turns to face will in confusion, “how am i supposed to know that?”
“i’ve never seen him before.” will mumbles, his eyes never leaving y/n.
“well yeah; i figured we gathered that already.”
will gives mack a look, rolling his eyes causing him to grin at his friends jealousy. “you gotta relax, they’re just talking.”
“i am relaxed, okay?”
mack snorts at that, shaking his head in disapproval before taking another swig out of his beer. “yeahhh sure.”
his eyes found you again automatically, he hated that macklin noticed because now it looked like he was staring.
which he wasn't, mostly?
he just wanted to know who the guy was, that was all.
“you’ve looked over like seven times.”
“no i haven’t.”
“eight now.”
“quit fucking counting.”
macklin laughs, throwing his hands up in defence letting his friend sulk and stare at his girlfriend who was too busy catching up with some mystery guy.
across the room, the conversation had shifted between you and josh. you weren't exactly trapped but you were definitely stuck. every time you tried to wrap things up, josh found another question to ask or another story from high school. another reason to keep talking.
“so how long have you been here?”
“a couple years.”
“that's crazy.”
you smile politely, nodding your head.
“yeah.”
“you look exactly the same.”
“thanks.”
“seriously.”
you laughed awkwardly, not knowing what else to say but wanting so badly to get out of the conversation in the most nicest non awkward way possible.
then josh reached out and grabbed your arm, not aggressively or enough to cause a scene but just enough to rub will in the wrong way.
will saw your shoulders tighten at his touch for a split second and the awkward little laugh that followed as josh kept blabbering on about god knows what.
that was enough.
his chair scraped loudly against the floor as he begins to walk up to you. you spot him almost right away, relief washing over you.
an easy exit finally.
will notices the look on your face almost instantly and suddenly he felt a whole lot less ridiculous for getting up and storming over.
josh was still talking when will stepped in behind you, his arm sliding around your waist pulling you gently back against his chest.
“hey babe.”
you let out a breath you hadn't even realized you'd been holding.
“hi.”
will's hand settled against your side, his thumb brushing lightly against your waist.
“there you are.”
his eyes finally moved to josh and the smile he offered was the fakest you’ve ever seen, causing you to bite back a laugh.
"who's this?"
“oh right yeah. will, this is josh we went to high school together.”
will held out his hand and josh shook it and you could tell somehow even the handshake felt intimidating.
“nice to meet you.”
“you too.”
the silence afterward was painful. you bit your lip as josh shifted awkwardly and will remained completely still beside you, arm firmly around your waist.
finally josh laughs nervously, “well. i should probably get going.”
“probably,” will agreed.
“will.”
“what?” he says shrugging, clearly seeing nothing wrong with his response.
josh mumbles a quick bye before disappearing into the crowd. the second he was gone, you burst out laughing.
will looked down at you, already annoyed.
“don't”
you laughed harder at his reaction causing him to shake his head.
“i'm serious.”
“you should've seen your face.”
“what about it?”
“you know exactly what.”
he rolled his eyes, biting back a smile before pulling you flush against him.
“he was weird, i don’t like him.”
“he wasn't weird.”
“he grabbed your arm.”
“he touched my arm will.”
“same thing.”
“not the same thing.”
you grin up at him, reaching up to brush his curls from his eyes before placing a kiss against his cheek softly.
“you were so jealous.”
“yeah yeah, tease all you want. you looked slightly uncomfortable, so i did the first thing i could think of.”
“you noticed?”
“of course i did, you’re my girlfriend. i notice every little thing about you.”
you smile, wrapping your arms around his neck gently pulling him down to press a soft kiss against his lips.
his hand squeezed your waist gently.
“you okay?”
you nod, “yeah.”
“good.”
“you're cute when you're jealous.”
will groans, “don't start again.”
you laugh, patting the sides of his shoulders as his hands run down your arms and to your hands.
“come on.”
“where are we going?”
“back to the table because i'm not letting macklin make fun of me by himself.”
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