Where He Belongs (m/m, slash, gay)

Michael touches the small of her back, guiding her toward the dance floor, and something hot and fierce as a nuclear plume rises in Will’s gut.

He slouches in the corner of the ballroom, swirling his champagne in the glass, and watches and waits as they disappear into the tangle of bodies on the dance floor.

He’ll let Michael have his fun-

For a while at least-

Before he proves to him once again where he belongs.