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Will’s back pressed against the wall. He wasn’t necessarily proud of what was happening, but God did it feel good. Chance leaned against him, kissing him with the hunger of someone who’s been starved for weeks.
Will definitely never would’ve expected to be making out with a jock on a random Tuesday, but he wasn’t necessarily angry about it. Chance was hot. Very hot. And, he wasn’t like other jocks. He was actually kind, and was only “friends” with Andy and his goons to fit in. This didn’t mean he didn’t participate in the bullying of Dustin. Right. He’d forgotten about that. Earlier this morning, Chance had lightly participated in bullying Dustin. He said he wouldn’t do that anymore. Will pulled away, pushing Chance on his chest.
“Chance…” Will looked directly into his eyes. His expression softened, the sight was definitely a pleasure. “We can’t. Not after this morning.” Chance looked confused.
“What do you mean ‘after this morning?’” Chance tilted his head slightly like a lost puppy. God, he was adorable.
“Y’know… everything that happened with Dustin…” Will looked to the side, still having his hand on Chance’s chest.
“Oh… right…” Chance lowered his gaze down as well. “Will, I’m so sorry. I know I shouldn’t have said anything. I should’ve told him to leave it alone. I know that. And I’m so sorry.” Chance moved Will’s head to look back at him.
“But you didn’t. You should’ve, yes, but you didn’t.” Will wasn’t angry, per se, only a tad disappointed. “And you know what that means.” Will took his hands off Chance, picking up his bag that lay next to the stall door.
“C’mon Will… I know better now. I promise you it won’t happen again. Next time I’ll drag Andy away. You can count on it.” Chance pleaded. Will knew he meant it.
“That’s for next time, and I have to get to class anyways.” Will moved toward the stall door before Chance stopped him.
“Please, Will.” Chance had that puppy dog look in his eyes that Will couldn’t resist. Chance grabbed his waist, pulling him in slightly. Will’s hand met his chest yet again.
“Chance, you know that you don’t get anything when you participate. You said that you would stop. You promised. So, you only get the rewards when you keep it.” Will couldn’t lie that he wanted it too, but he had to stick by his own rules. He didn’t push away.
“It wasn’t even that much! I only like… instigated a little…” Chance smiled a bit.
“That still counts.” Will’s brows furrowed slightly.
Chance let go of Will’s waist, lowering himself to the ground. He knelt down, holding Will’s thighs now.
“Please…?” Chance was begging now. Pathetically, I might add. And it worked. Will was now biting down on the back of his hand, trying to hide the fact that this was very attractive.
“Oh my God, Chance. Get up.” Will was trying not to lose control on the spot. This was definitely not what he was expecting. But God did he love it.
“Well, it’s working, isn’t it? You’re considering it.” He wasn’t wrong. Will really wanted to kiss Chance right now. He was very heavily considering it.
“Even if I was, which I’m not, I wouldn’t give in. You get rewarded when you’re good.” Will played into it, ruffling Chance’s hair. Chance groaned in dissatisfaction.
“Come on Will… you know you want to…” Chance winked, which awarded a small scoff from Will.
“If you’re so sure, tell me exactly what I’m thinking right now.” Will pulled Chance back to normal height, but had him lean down a little so their eyes could meet directly.
“You’re thinking that you really wanna kiss me right now, even though it’d break your own rules.” Chance leaned in closer. He wasn’t wrong, though. That was pretty much what Will was thinking. After a minute of silence and Will looking from Chance’s eyes to his lips, Chance spoke again. “Well, was I right?”
“Shut up, Chance.” Will closed the gap between them, kissing Chance softly. He smiled into the kiss, deepening it while pushing Will against the door. He didn’t care about the rule anymore. He cared that he was loved enough like this, to have someone who’d beg for affection from him.
Chance was just as hungry as before, and he was very passionate in kissing Will. He loved him dearly, that was a hard fact. He’d also never imagined he’d be here with “zombie boy,” but he was glad he was.
Will pulled his hair, eliciting a groan from Chance. Will pulled away.
“What was that.” Will wasn’t really asking, but he looked concerned.
“I… just ignore it.” Chance tried to kiss Will again, but Will placed his hand on Chance’s lips.
“No. We’re talking about it.” Will was trying not to laugh, definitely not as concerned anymore.
“God, that’s embarrassing.” Chance looked away as he spoke, trying to ignore the blush creeping up his neck. “Basically… I like getting my hair pulled. Like really like it.” Will chuckled slightly.
“Really? I didn’t expect that from someone like you.” Chance’s expression freezes as Will is still laughing.
“What’s that supposed to mean? Someone like me?” Chance met Will’s gaze again.
“A jock. I definitely didn’t consider any jock to be into anything more than women.” Will wrapped his arms around Chance’s neck, looking at his lips.
“Well, we’ve already disproved that one, what's a couple more?” Chance cocked his head a little before leaning back into the kiss.
Will pulled Chance’s hair again, causing a couple moans out of him. This fired Will up immensely. The kiss was getting sloppy, and each of their hair was getting messy.
The bathroom door opened with a loud thud, causing both of them to freeze. Chance quickly picked Will up, making sure his feet wouldn’t be seen under the stall. They didn’t hear much, just the sink running for a second and the door opening and closing again. Chance set Will back down.
“That was close.” Will sighed in relief that they hadn’t gotten caught.
“Yeah. Luckily for us, I have the reflexes of a ninja.” Chance smiled. “Should we get back to what we were doing before?”
“Chance. No. I wasn’t lying when I told you I needed to get to class. I’m surprised the bell hasn’t rang already.” Will let go of Chance, tightening the strap of his bag. Chance sighed.
“Fine… one more before you go?” Chance’s eyes lit up slightly. Will nodded.
“Of course, how could I not?” Will kissed him softly. “Now, let's go.”
Will opened the stall door, but he froze. Meeting his gaze was the sight of his best friend. Mike Wheeler.
“Fuck.” Will sighed as he faced Mike, who was frozen with a shocked look on his face.
“What happened?” Chance walked out the stall behind him, ruffling his hair. Mike looked right at him.
“You bitch.” Mike walked towards Chance before Will stepped in front of him.
“Mike. Don’t. It’s not that serious.” Will stood protectively in front of Chance, despite being almost a foot shorter than him. “Let’s go, Chance.” Will turned back to Chance, taking his hand and leading him out the bathroom.
“We’re talking about this later, Will!” Mike called out behind them.
“No, we’re not.” Will muttered under his breath.
“Wow Byers, was that attitude I just heard?” Chance leaned in to whisper that in Will’s ear.
“Chance. Go to class.” Will smiled as he stood in the hall.
“Fine, see you later Byers!” Chance walks to his class, waving energetically to Will. Will can’t help but chuckle. This was his life now. And it was good. He just had to ignore Mike breathing down his neck from here on out.