Will flys Warren to his pastry final and is still there when Warren gets out, feeling gritty and tired but confident (he rocked his sugar showpiece). Will takes him home, smiling like an idiot and arranging a coffee date for the next day. Awkwardly. And then leaves. Without doing anything. Warren let's it go because let's face it, he's had a weird day.
But then there's nothing during the date, or the mutant crickets that interrupt the date, or the cleanup and paperwork after the mutant crickets. Well, Will's smiling the entire time and there's some eye gazing in there some where but no *touching*. Will, Warren realizes, has finally learned to respect his personal space. It *sucks*.
Easily fixed, though. Will drops him off *again* (and Warren's still sore, but not so sore he can't take a car or something) and before he can take off Warren takes his hand and tugs, so he's leaning against his door and Will is flush againt him.
"I appreciate this gentleman crap, I really do." He says, eyebrow lifted so Will knows how much he's lying. "But I'm going to kiss you now. Any objections?"
"Um," says Will, staring at Warren's mouth. They're very, very close together, so it makes him kind if cross-eyed. "No."
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2) Well, I can tell you what happens after Masks, Robots, Coffee:
Will flys Warren to his pastry final and is still there when Warren gets out, feeling gritty and tired but confident (he rocked his sugar showpiece). Will takes him home, smiling like an idiot and arranging a coffee date for the next day. Awkwardly. And then leaves. Without doing anything. Warren let's it go because let's face it, he's had a weird day.
But then there's nothing during the date, or the mutant crickets that interrupt the date, or the cleanup and paperwork after the mutant crickets. Well, Will's smiling the entire time and there's some eye gazing in there some where but no *touching*. Will, Warren realizes, has finally learned to respect his personal space. It *sucks*.
Easily fixed, though. Will drops him off *again* (and Warren's still sore, but not so sore he can't take a car or something) and before he can take off Warren takes his hand and tugs, so he's leaning against his door and Will is flush againt him.
"I appreciate this gentleman crap, I really do." He says, eyebrow lifted so Will knows how much he's lying. "But I'm going to kiss you now. Any objections?"
"Um," says Will, staring at Warren's mouth. They're very, very close together, so it makes him kind if cross-eyed. "No."
And then there is make outs.
ETA: Arg, hit post too soon! Sorry about that.