Look Back and Smile Chapter 2
Finally decided to update this fic 8)
Title: Look Back and Smile
Genre: romance/drama/comedy
Fic rating: R
Fandom: Can't Hardly Wait
Pairing: Mike/William
Summery: AU from end of movie. What if Mike and William slept together the night of the party? What if they decided to become something more the following morning?
Chapter Preview: Our boys attempt to have a lovely breakfast together. Whipped cream and syrup make them have naughty thoughts...
Chapter 2: First Date?
“Wonder what happened while we were... you know,” Mike commented as they closed the pool-house door behind them.
“Dunno. Cops probably came at one point.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“Think about it; a huge party with loud music with over 100 rowdy teens at 2 o'clock in the morning? Why wouldn't the neighbors call the police?”
“So what? I've been to big parties and nobody called the cops.”
William rolled his eyes, walking behind Mike around the pool.
When they reached the street, Mike suddenly looked at his watch.
“Crap!”
“What?”
“It's 9:30.”
“Yeah, so? It's still breakfast time.”
“That's not what I meant. I told the guys I was gonna meet them at the diner at 9.”
“You bailing on me?” Will gave a cheeky grin, as they continued walking.
“Maybe-”
“On our first date?”
Mike gently punched Will in the shoulder, “It's not a date-”
“Oh I think it is. After all, you asked me to breakfast... just you and me, a nice meal, talking about ourselves, you paying of course.”
“What? I am so not going to be paying for our dates.”
“So we are going on a date? And the fact that you may have given me an STD-”
“Would you shut up about the STD thing? I'm not carrying anything.”
“How would you know? Or... am I your first?” Will chuckled at the thought.
Mike blushed, “Wha..? Of course not.”
“Then how can you be so sure?” Mike folded his arms.
Mike hesitated, opening his mouth then closing it.
“I'm waiting,” Will stuck out his lower lip and then said in a girly way, “we should be an honest couple.”
“Alright, okay! My first... and only... was Amanda. There! Happy?” Mike kept his eyes on the road for passing cars.
Astonished, Will replied, “Wow, really?”
“What? You'd think I'd cheat on her?”
“No, it's just... when?”
“Last summer.”
“Once?”
Mike shot a glare at his new boyfriend, “That's none of your business.”
“Right, sorry,” Will paused, “Did you love her?”
“Enough. Yesterday when I first broke up with her it was because I thought since I was going to college, she didn't deserve me anymore. I thought college women would be enough to satisfy me. I didn't want to have a girlfriend. At the party, I was given advice from a college student. He said not to break up with Amanda, that college girls were boring and nothing like I thought they were.”
“Then you tried talking to Amanda and she rejected you.”
“Yep.”
They walked the rest of the way to the diner without a word.
“See you later, Mike,” said William turning to walk off.
“Where are you going?”
“You're going to eat with your buddies right?”
“No, actually I was just gonna go in there and tell them... oh you'll see. Wait here.” Before Will could say another word, Mike was through the diner door.
“Hey, Mike buddy! Where've you been?”
Mike didn't sit down next to his jock friends, “Yeah, about that. Family emergency, I only came by to say that I need to go back out. Sorry, bros.”
“Yeah, no problem, man! You go take care of that emergency. We can hang later.”
Mike nodded, slapped one of his friend's back then sprinted to the door.
“As much as I like hanging out with them, they can be real idiots most of the time,” laughed
Mike as he and William walked to the other diner a few blocks down the road.
“What can I get you, huns?” asked the middle-aged waitress, pen and paper in hand.
“What's the special today Sara?” asked William, smiling up at her.
“Triple stacked pancakes with butter and syrup.”
“I'll have that and a hot chocolate with whipped cream.”
“Make that two,” Mike piped up.
“Alright, I'll be back in a flash,” said Sara, then walking off.
Mike leaned across the table, “Well, this is nice.”
“Shut up, you know you're paying,” Will sneered in a playful way.
“Yeah, why is that again?”
“Because,” Will leaned in closer, “you made me bleed.”
“Not intentionally.”
“Doesn't matter, you did it.”
“Look, you know you didn't have to follow me.”
“Follow you? You were asking me-”
“Exactly my point.”
Will rolled his eyes just as Sara returned with their mugs of cocoa.
“Thanks Sara.” he said before Sara walked off yet again.
Mike pulled his mug closer to himself, eyes examining the whipped cream on top. Eyes not leaving it, he grinned as though it was some private joke... which it was.
“What's so funny?” asked Will, slightly disturbed by Mike's observations.
“I was just thinking,” Mike's eyes met Will's, “what it would be like to lick whipped cream off your skin.”
William's face flushed a deep red.
“Sorry I asked,” he mumbled, turning his eyes away from the jock who was truly enjoying teasing him. He took a sip from his cocoa, twitching at how hot it was. Should he warn Mike? Nah, he can go burn his tongue for making that rude comment... the jerk.
Suddenly worried that others heard what Mike said, Will's eyes soured through the diner. He sighed in relief, no one was looking at them, and because they were in the corner, there where only two tables right next to theirs; they were both empty.
Just as Will's eyes were returning to his own table, two familiar faces caught his line of sight. They were coming from the bathrooms. The girl's red hair was tousled, she was straightening out her shirt. Will recognized her as Denise Fleming, she had been his chemistry partner in junior year. The dark haired boy he remembered seeing around the school (who didn't notice him?). Will always thought this boy, Kenny Fisher he remembered, was annoying. He couldn't help but notice Kenny's shoe was untied. He blinked, realizing what those two were most likely doing in the bathroom... each other. He shook his head thinking, Didn't think that Denise was that close to Kenny.
William's thoughts were interrupted when he noticed Denise looking right at his and Mike's table, mouth gaping open. Oh God, someone I know has seen us together. Not good! So much for secret romance...
“Willy, you okay? You look kinda pale,” remarked Mike, who was oblivious to what was drawing his new boyfriend's attention. That is, until Denise walked right up to them, Kenny trailing behind.
“Wow,” was all Denise said. Mike averted his eyes from the redhead, back onto his mug of cocoa and melting whipped cream.
“Hey Denise,” Will forced a smile.
“Okay, what's the joke?” said Denise, a smile curling on her lips.
“Joke? What joke?” Will put on his best 'I'm innocent' face. The redhead gently punched Will in the shoulder. What was it with people doing that today?
“Oh c'mon! You two are sworn enemies practically. Mike's always taunted you and now that high school is over, suddenly you're best friends. Where's the punch line?”
Apparently on my left arm, thought Will.
“Things happen. High school is over, and so is my cruel nature towards him,” said Mike, his smile returned.
“Uh-huh...” Denise's face full of skepticism, “whatever. See ya around, Will.” The redhead gave a sarcastic smile and walked off, Kenny at her side.
William breathed a sigh of relief, burying his face in his hands.
“Well that was awkward,” grinned the jock, “good thing I saved your ass, right?”
Will glared up at him. There were a few minutes of silence before Sara had returned with their pancakes.
“Enjoy, huns,” she said before walking away.
Mike dug into his pancakes almost immediately. Cutting, then putting syrup-covered pancake in mouth. Cutting, then putting pancake in mouth. Cutting, then putting pancake in mouth.
William just stared wide-eyed at the other teen. Mike finally caught his gaze, “What?” A bulge of pastry stuck out of his cheek.
“Take it easy, Mike. You're making me gag just looking at you.”
“Then, don't look.”
“Fine.” But Will couldn't take his eyes off the jock, who had silently taken his advice and chewed more slowly.
The geek turned his head downward, trying to concentrate on cutting his own pancakes. He stole a quick glance up at the jock, and quickly regretted it. Mike had excess syrup visibly showing on his lower lip.
Will wet his own lips, the sudden urge to lick it off himself was followed by a dozen inappropriate thoughts racing through his head... That mouth on his own, across his chest, on the back of his neck, down his abdomen, on his...
“Earth to Will!” Mike waved a hand in front of the geek's face, grabbing his attention. Will's face went red, realizing that he had been staring at the jock's mouth long enough for the other teen to notice.
William blinked a few times, turned his head down at his breakfast again, and stuttered, “You.. you have syrup on your lip.”
“Oh, thanks.” Will didn't dare look up to see Mike lick the sugary substance off with his tongue.
They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence, occasionally briefly glancing up at the other. Mike cleared his plate first. Patiently, he waited for his new boyfriend to finish, taking a gulp of hot chocolate. He cringed, why didn't that geek tell me it was hot!?
When they both finished Sara came over with the bill. Will looked at Mike expectantly. The jock scrunched up his nose, accepting the bill will a grumble.
After Mike payed, giving Sara a nice tip, they headed for the door.
“Now what?” asked Mike when they were halfway through the parking lot.
“STD check,” replied Will, as if it was the most obvious thing.
TBC