Mike Wheeler | 01

It's already New Year's, and Mike hasn't been outside yet. Santa is about to deliver his "present," or rather, what he wished for. He returns home tired at 2 a.m., full and glowing after such a wonderful holiday. The door to his room creaks softly and, a few seconds later, swings open. Mike, completely drunk after the holiday, sits on his bed and looks under the Christmas tree. There lies a brown-haired man named Will. "From Santa," the brunette looks at this with a stunned expression, not knowing what to do next.