#it's not a mitch fic unless there's copious amounts of 80s rock references. coughs in Old.

[astramachina]

rated E for explicit sexual content / full tags on AO3.

William might need three six packs to loosen his tongue, but all Henry needs is for his brain to muster a thought. "Bonnie should have been the singer of the duo. You could record your own tracks, top the charts. Can you imagine a Christmas album with Aerosmith?" "No." "You kind of look like Mick Jagger already, if he were the kind of musician to wear suits all the time. Only," Henry grabs William's face with one hand, squeezing his cheeks until he resembles a fish, "your lips are much thinner than his." He glides a thumb along the bottom lip, eyes absently tracking the movement. William sighs but offers Henry a gracious smile. "You're confusing Mick Jagger and Steven Tyler. The latter is American." "You would know that." "Everyone who listens to the radio knows that, Henry." William leans forward and presses a kiss to Henry's temple, making him laugh. "I'm about as musically inclined as my father was to raising me. Which is to say, not one fucking bit."

Fic in which Henry and William have a day off and reminisce about a Halloween party that happened a decade prior. (The same party where Henry might have probably developed a crush on his friend because William looked really really good in those leather pants.)

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