Will had an midterm coming up and needed to concentrate as much as possible. He even kicked out his roommate so he wouldn't have any distractions.
He kept his phone on silent, got his coffee and snack ready with the perfect playlist that wasn't so good that he'd want to stop studying in between and sing the lyrics, but just good enough that it would help him stay focused on his textbooks.
As he finally sat down on his desk and opened up his notes his phone buzzed. once. twice. thrice. He tried his best to ignore it till it stopped buzzing. Finally when it stopped he let out a sigh of relief. Only to be disturbed by another sound.
*knock knock knock*
The rhythmic knocking made it clear who was at the door. Mike Wheeler. His boyfriend/best friend.
Will decided studying for this midterm was way too important considering that it was his weakest subject, and chose to not open the door, instead increasing the volume of his music.
The knocking only got louder and more aggressive, though still in a rhythm, which got a snort out of Will before he decided that he isn't going to be able to study with all this racket anyway.
Begrudgingly turning down the volume of the music and walking towards the door and opening it slowly, stood there a tall, handsome, but annoying man who immediately smiled widely and before Will could kick him out, pushed the door open himself while walking in, sitting on Wills bed like it's his own and blabbering something about how much Dustin was complaining not being able to be near his lovely girlfriend Suziepoo.
"Mike."
"Yeah hearing about how miserable Dustin, or should I say Dustybun, just made me feel so grateful that my beautiful boyfriend is a 2 minute walk from my apartmen-"
"MIKE."
Will was now standing in front of Mike shaking his shoulders with both arms so he'd stop talking.
"Yes Will?"
"You need to leave because I have midterms coming up that I need to start studying for."
"Oh."
"But I don't have to leave for you to study right you study while I'm in the room all the timeee."
"Yeah usually it's fine but I'm studying statistics it's literally my worst subject and I haven't even touched the syllabus."
Mike started reach out to Wills waist to grab it making his torso come closer to his face. As he massaged his sides Will had to close his eyes and take a deep breath to not give into Mikes tricks and needed to focus on stats right now.
"Mike are you listening to me?"
Mikes hands started roaming and slid his hands into Wills shirt to touch his warm skin. The cold fingers made Will shiver.
"MIKE!"
"Yes sir."
"Mike please not now I NEED to study I will literally fail dude."
"Fineeee."
He said and he moved his hands from under his shirt to above the shirt.
"But i'm not leaving. Lucky for you statistics are your boyfriend's specialty so I can help you."
Will thought about it knowing it's a bad choice but at the same time he needed all the help he could get with this damn subject.
"Fine. As long as you don't distract me."
Mike cheered as a stood up dragging Will to his seat and grabbing a chair for himself placing it right next to him.
It started off serious Mike explained all the concepts Will was confused about and simplified the areas where he couldn't comprehend.
