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Part 12 of Will and Jim Drabbles and the Like
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2026-01-30
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Just Friends

Summary:

Will and James are attached at the hip.

Notes:

Another wiggle of a Drabble from the drafts!

I wanted this to be a codependent friendship and they are both too scared to cross the line - however the line has been crossed forever ago and neither of them are emotionally ready to deal with any of it. This was something i was writing out to see if I could write something super angsty but it never materialized past this.

I have had a lot of worms that did not get turned into full fics and I cannot expand on because I simply do not have the wiggles🪱.

This is a work of fiction. If you are associated with UKYT in any capacity please do not read this fic. All characters are fictional. This work should not leave the confines of AO3.

Thank you Naughty Bin Discord for all that you do as always.

For the love of god NEVER send this stuff to the creators. Idk if I still have to say this. It's not for them - its for viewers like YOU. Also don't post this on TicTok....or read these on a podcast...

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Will and James are very much stitched at the hip and have been for years. Their friendship has always been deep and understanding. Although their other friends could not understand how the two of them worked together, it did not matter. They were both the most important person in each other’s life and it all just made sense - it clicked. 

 

James’s radical acceptance makes Will feel seen and maybe far too familiar than he has any right to be. All it takes is for Will to stumble into Jim's new flat and fix him with a look. One that goes deeper, pupils spilling out with his own lonely soul. Will knows what he looks like - his eyes looking up just so past his lashes and brow casting a shadow on his face that's borderline savage. It's an insatiable hunger within him that James answers by grabbing Will's jaw and practically dragging him up so that their lips can crash together. Will imagines it like the crest of a wave collapsing against a rocky shore. 

 

They don’t fuck in the usual sense - never truly getting to that point for many reasons. Maybe it is the internalized homophobia that dictates Will’s laddish veneer, maybe it's the fear of overstepping their already shattered boundaries, or maybe it's the dread that this something will become real if they take the step - if one of them admits to wanting it in the first place.

 

Instead it's a tense and tight press of limbs, flesh, breath - they try to melt into one another. Or maybe it is just Will that tries to crawl inside of James's skin. He does not let their bodies separate - grabbing at anything and everything he can to hold James close. It's all raw and too tense and bloody perfect every time. The way Will grabs at his best friend’s back and ass and thighs, how he grinds their cocks together in shallow but forceful thrusts, all point to his utter desperation for the man. Will wants to carve the moment out for himself - wants to etch it all in James's memory so that he cannot be replaced by any other face. Their passion is confusing and restless and shapeless - it's both love and obsession. James high on being desired and Will grounded in belonging

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