✦✫· . ❛ MIKE.

Once he turns back to Josh, Mike laughs, throwing him some sweatpants. He makes his way over, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I don’t have to leave.” He mumbles, “But I figure you’d want me to go so you could get some sleep.”

He’s quiet for a moment, reaching over to play with Josh’s hair as he looks down at him. “I’ll stay, if that’s what you want. I don’t have any other plans tonight.” 

                       he’s half tempted to swipe mike’s hand away from his hair, simply out of instinct, but it feels nice, and it’s causing his eyes to drop a small amount, bit by tiny bit. so, he does what every straight guy obviously does and grips onto mike’s wrist.

                                          ❛    you’ll stay    ?    ❜