A deep, red blush spread over Wes’s face as he stood waiting for Wilson to finish his touches. The mime let of a silent wheeze then covered his reddening face with embarrassed hands. Of course he felt the same but the scientist was just… just so…. handsome…. It was hard to believe feelings like that could from a man of his stature. After a few long seconds of standing with his face hidden behind gloved fingers the mime opened a couple fingers to peek out at Wilson. When the other met his eye he let out a silent peep then dropped his hands, leaving him to stand in flustered, bug-eyed silence. Wes smiled sheepishly then placed a small kiss on Wilson’s cheek in thanks. 

no

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

It took the mime a moment to process just what the scientist had mentioned. Wes blushed under his makeup, embarrassed at the thought. He gave Wilson a shy smile behind a hand.

wes steals his clothes sometimes as pjs

On reflex he let out a silent shriek then slapped his arms around his exposed chest. Wes dashed forward, shoving the scientist away from the entrance of the tent he was changing in. In a swift movement he sealed the flap of the tent, his shock quickly dissolving into embarrassment and annoyance. Rude. Coming in without being announced. And he called himself a gentleman. Wes huffed then proceeded with changing.

Willow had nearly dropped the salve she was holding in her fit of rage, hand on her hip as she tapped her foot against the ground furiously. Honestly! All she did was stab him in the shoulder as a joke! Yeah, she would admit that it probably wasn’t the nicest (or the smartest) thing to do to such a timid person like Wilson. But, in the pyro’s defense, she was trying to fix her mistake. If only he would just stop running.