A few days passed and Will almost started to think that it might be possible to really have a normal start into his first term on the university. Not that he would have been able to get the kiss, or Thomas in general, out of his mind, but at least nothing strange had happened. He knew that three days probably weren't enough to be sure, but his hope grew with every passing minute. And then Thomas quite literally ran into him again.
It was the first day of study and Will had just stepped out of the dorm building's front door, when something heavy hit him. His first thought was shit, and then he found himself spread out on the ground, the back of his head hitting the cold, stony floor. He groaned and then looked up. Thomas looked down at him, smiling in embarrassment.
"Hi", he said as he reached out to pull Will to his feet again.
"Hello", Will gave back a bit snappier than intended.
Thomas chuckled slightly. "Sorry for running you over."
"Yeah, it's fine." Will took a breath. "So, what are you doing here?"
Tom shrugged and buried his hands in his pockets. "Visiting you. I kind of missed you in the last days."
Will felt his breath hitch slightly and pretended to have the need to cough to cover his confusion and excitement. Damn, why must he have such an effect on me? "I missed you too", he finally managed to press out, actively attempting to not sound too convincing.

Tom could not resist the smile that crept up due to William's helpless dorkiness. Not to forget the incredibly cute blush that lightened up the young man's cheeks. Chris never blushed like this... Did I? Tom tried to shake Chris out of his mind, but out of some reason it did not work.
"Do you have time to talk? Now?"
William sighed and Tom clearly noticed the fact that he was just pretending to be annoyed.
"Fine", came the short answer.
"So... uhm... about the last time we met..." Tom took a breath and told himself, he was just acting nervous. None of this is real. It was just to make Chris jealous. To get his attention back and finally change something. Yes. Yes, that was it, and nothing more.
"I would really like to repeat something like that at... at some point. Would-would you?"
William hesitated for a moment before giving a slight nod.

'He needs someone who dearly loves him.'
Nadia's words rang through Will's head when he nodded. But could he provide this love? Until now there was nothing more than shy looks, scolding, blushes, and, of course, the kiss. But Will had not initiated it. It had not been his idea, had it? Had he even wanted it? Yes! "Yes."
Without hesitation - well, maybe a little bit of it - Will closed the gap between them, savouring the short glimpse he got of Tom's surprised look when their lips met, then he closed his eyes to melt into the moment. And for this moment everything was perfect. Will felt how Tom started to return the kiss. How it turned from surprised softness, to hungry roughness. How there was nothing in the world but the two of them, him and Tom, and how nothing could disturb their perfect unison.

And then someone cleared his throat.