well whateverrrr!!

Will‘s sincere as fuck „I hope you’re having fun“ broke me.

„I know you suffered through this entire season and I tried to keep things light but it still sucked for you so I hope world‘s is everything you always wanted“

Meanwhile Mack is so confused about why he’s filming this video and is gonna kill himself when he sees Will‘s response because he once again misread a social interaction and Will did the sports equivalent of a love declaration.

It’s fine, Mack, the real Will lives on your FaceTime call anyway.

whatever! lita pointed out how it's kind of the will thesis that he says he hopes mack is having fun... guy who was fighting for his life keeping it light for mack and really genuinely hopes he's having a good time after the horrors! it's so genuine. the giant smile. hiiii mack. hope you're having fun! kills me to imagine that's for real their facetime vibe. which they canonically do every five minutes by the way. will's big ass grin like hiiii mack did you have fun. meanwhile i'ts been legit a minute, mack just walked from the bus to the hotel room but they still need to debrief if fun was had! kills me! it's going to be so over when mack sees will looking for real cutesy as hell... he didn't match the vibe... he was stand offish... he misread the room because will wasn't there to read it for him... but it is fine! the real will lives in mack's phone and is putting on that matching hat to talk about their day until will falls asleep tbh. know that

Have they always been like this, always ~pretending~ to fight? Or is this something new? Honestly, I felt like I was intruding something!

will played mack white noise in his childhood bedroom in boston after world's worst game and all of a sudden this is what they're doing in practice? i see how it is. VERY i was vulnerable with you in a way i haven't really been with anyone before and you gave me exactly what i needed and didn't judge me for a second and now i spend every single second of practice stopping myself from pressing my hand to the nape of your sweaty neck and see it change color from red to white back to red underneath my fingertips. EXTREMELY you took me home with you and i touched the shells on your dresser that you collected on a beach holiday when you were nine and i lay in your bed and looked up at the ceiling and saw the marks still there from the glow in the dark stars that used to be there but that you got rid of at fourteen and i walked down the same stairs you used to walk down every single day when you were a kid and heard the same creaks and now i feel connected to you in ways i didn't think were possible and i'm simmering with the need to touch every part of you but we're both boys and the only way i know how to do that is by pushing my fist into your chest and hope desperately you understand i wish so badly i could be more tender with you. you get it