#Hey you should share what song inspired you!! 😊 And thank you for the vision. Really really good one.

[castlebyersafterdark]

So I hear you love Car Guy Mike TM, and I have to say I've had a sort of vague vignette HC for a long time (based on a song) where it's autumn, or maybe winter, and Will is waiting all day and all afternoon and all evening for his first date with Mike. The daylight fades, and he's waiting waiting waiting, and finally the moment arrives, the time blinking a little red glow on the alarm clock, and he pulls back his bedroom curtains and sees two headlights in the distance as the car swings around the corner and into the driveway. Lights through the rain or mist, wet reflections shining, and Will feels so bubbly with nerves, the strangeness of knowing Mike so well and yet feeling like getting into the warmth of Mike's car that night is going to be like stepping into the total unknown, a whole new frontier.

‼️‼️‼️Love this!!! Oh, this is really evocative and a whole vision.

Car Guy Mike! I miss Car Guy Mike. One of the first ideas I played around with on this blog and I kinda left him in the dust. We should bring him back. And you have!!! This is such atmospheric vision.

The autumn vibes. Seasons changing, just like their relationship. Kind of together, but it's so new. Their first date will define it. And there's Will pining again. He's like a prince waiting in his locked tower for his knight to come charging down the castle grounds on horseback to whisk him away. His vivid imagination. Escaping into fantasy to calm his nerves. They hang out all the time - but it's going to be different from now on. This is a legitimate date. A date with Mike Wheeler, dreamy siiiigh. How his heart rate picks up at the sight of the lights in his driveway, lighting up his darkened bedroom, shadows casting lined patterns on the walls through the slats in the blinds.

Wanting to rush outside to meet him, but also eager for the novelty of Mike knocking on his door. Will he knock? Pick him up at the front door like a real date? It was a real date. The slam of the car door. Mike stepping out into the light rain, running a hand through his hair as the misty air clings to it. Headlights through the rain like solid beams, and Mike steps through them in silhouette. Will watched it all through a gap in the blinds. Darts away as Mike approaches the house. Knock at the door. Will is greeted with the shyest kiss ever. He all but melts, though the anxious energy sparks under his skin. Hand at his lower back as he's led to the car. Door opened for him as he gently sits down. He might swoon. Mike's never done that before.

The car is warm, the radio low. Windshield wipers back and forth as Mike does a cute little awkward jog around the front of the car before getting in the drivers seat. He's grinning wide, over-eager, also a little nervous. Will's sitting in his seat, fussing with his hands. Until Mike takes one of them, lifts it to press a kiss to the back, then holds them together on top of the center console.

They're nervous. Excited. But the road is theirs and a private little world exists inside metals walls and on two sets of wheels. Dry and safe from the rain, and everything else. Just them. Mike turns to back out and head down the driveway. Will squeezes Mike's hand tighter and lets himself breathe, ready to face this next step with the boy he's loved forever.