They all had their cross to bear and their own issues to deal with. But, Xander knew what he had went through was nothing compared to Will’s situation. It didn’t even deserve to be in the same conversation. He was a friendly guy, someone people could easily approach. Still, there was this sadness that often creeped out at the surface and reminded Xander just how much Will had suffered. He had taken it upon himself to be a source of support even if it was most of the time unspoken. It was all about making sure he was a positive influence in his life.
The twerking he witnessed was his undoing. A spurt of laughter escaped him, almost, if not as loud, as the music that filled the parking lot they were at and Xander shook his head at the other male – chastising himself for not capturing the moment with his phone. Blackmail between friends was a must after all. Will was constantly doing shit that could be used against him though, so it was just a matter of being patient. Still, he knew the twerking in question was going to invade his mind for a while. Would have been a YouTube sensation.
“Damn, aren’t you just high maintenance.” he joked right back, pulling up the handbrake and pressing the hood release before making his way out of the car; the music still blaring through the speakers. If there was one thing Will could be sure of, is that Xander always did his best to come through when needed. “Don’t mention it, dude. We both know you’d do the same. Y’know… when you’re not too busy twerking for a living.” Feeling for the safety catch, Xander released it and raised the hood of his vehicle, securing it with the prop. He turned back toward Will and rubbed his hands together with a grin. “Okay, let’s bring your baby back to life. ”
Will offered a shrug, tossing a teasing glance over to Xander. “Not high maintenance, per se, just a classy broad. I know what I’m worth.” He huffed, puffing out his chest and jokingly tossing his hair to one side. As he parked the car and joined him on the pavement, Will went over to his own driver door and opened it quickly, hands finding the latch and popping his trunk as well. Once it was released, he walked to the front of his car and opened it the rest of the way, resting it on the guard and securing it before turning back to face Xander.
“Of course I’d do the same. You’re my best friend, I always have your back.” He reminded him earnestly, a warm smile spreading to his features. “Dare I say... you even come before twerking. But I’d deny it if you ever brought it up.” Will added with a loud chuckle, wiping off the grease from his hands onto the sides of his worn jeans. Quickly, he ran around to the passenger side, opening the door and leaning into the back of his truck to fish out his jumper cables. He always had them on hand for moments like these- as beautiful as his truck was, the vehicle was far from reliable. Though, it was made in the 50s, so it came with the territory.
Returning to where Xander was standing, he offered him one end and kept the other two sides in his hand. “What have you been up to tonight, man? Hopefully I didn’t pull you away from something... or someone.” He teased with a wink, securing his ends carefully to the battery posts before wiping off his hands again and giving Xander his full attention.