anon willmack fics
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Mack should just let the call go to voicemail and answer his dad’s texts instead. Or just abandon his phone here and go commiserate with Dickie. Or go the fuck to sleep already.
His awful, clumsy hand still accepts the call and brings the phone up to his ear. He can’t help it.
“Hi, Mackie”, Will says softly, a little tinny and far away.
“Hi”, Mack rasps. He crawls onto his too-soft hotel bed, curls up on his side. He feels Will’s absence like a weight on him, scraping his skin raw.
“So, I watched the game”, Will says, even and neutral. Mack lets out a small, ugly chuckle-sob.
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- Part 1 of anon willmack fics
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From the moment Will sees Mack again, the need to touch him burns under his skin, so hot and urgent he can’t think. It’s a heady, possessive and desperate thing, urging him to grab, to take, to kiss and lick and bite.
/ Or, Will gets to Vancouver for training a few days before Misa, Dickie and the others. He and Mack use that time to be fully unhinged about each other.
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- Part 2 of anon willmack fics