The city roads at night time were always the prettiest, and the views of nightlife always intrigued Mike, ever since he was in University. He remembered the nights where there were crazy parties, and spending time with Sulley. Even after University, Mike and Sulley always spent some time doing nightly walks around the city; going to bars and restaurants. Of course, they did it more often when Celia broke up with Mike, which left him devastated. But that's when he grew an attraction to Sulley. He never thought that he would be attracted to a guy; let alone his BEST FRIEND. The sudden feelings always took Mike by surprise, but he never complained about it. Not even once.
Mike arrived at Sulley's house. It was pretty big for someone who worked at the factory in the scaring department; but then again, Sulley at this point is now the top Scarer, so he deserves the best of the best. Approaching the door, he presses the doorbell, an not a few seconds later, Sulley swings open the door and hugs his buddy tightly. While in the very tight embrace, Mike could smell a hint of alcohol. Was Sulley just lazing around and drinking, waiting for him to come over? Strange... Mike hugs back lightly, but then pushes off the hug.
"Calm it big buddy, you don't want to crush me do ya?" Mike smugly smiles, and Sulley roars in laughter.
"Now that's the Mike I've always known and loved! Come on in!" And Sulley turns around and waddles slightly inside. Mike blushes a dark green at what his friend said and closes the door behind him as he walked in the large house. It was significantly larger than what Mike was used to. Even the office wasn't as big as ONE room in the entire house. Or, at least what Mike assumed anyways.
Sulley drunkenly takes Mike on a tour of his house, showing him all the rooms. Mike was then curious on why Sulley was avoiding one room though. It pondered in his mind, and he then figured out that it was his bedroom that he was avoiding.
"Hey Sulley? Whats your bedroom like?" Mike abruptly asks Sulley. Sulley turns around swiftly, face flushed a dark blue.
"Uh... AHEM! How about a few drinks Mike? Like old times!" Obviously Sulley was avoiding the question, and Mike just shook his head.
"Alright pal. But you're showing me that room afterwards!" Mike pointed his finger at Sulley's face and they both had a little chuckle.
A few drinks later, both of them were pretty wasted out, and laying on the floor; starring at he ceiling and talking about their lives. Mike felt so out of orbit. His head was spinning to the point where he sometimes saw multiple copies of the ceiling fan. He didn't mind, but it was an old feeling of drinking that he hadn't felt in such a long time. Ever since near the end of University, when the house team Oozemakappa decided to experiment with alcohol, and a few times after work at Monsters Inc. Sulley on the other hand, drank every night after work. Being the top scarer was a lot of stress, and his assistant wasn't as good as he thought he was at first, and lost his quality in his work after a few years. Though he still worked as a scarer. It was his job, and the only job that he was good at.
"You know pal... I have a confession to make." Mike felt his face getting hotter and hotter by the second after spewing out those words. Sulley rolled over and looked at Mike in the eye.
"Spit it out Mike, what is it?"
"I... uh... I like you Sulley." Mike stutters and continues staring at the ceiling, completely avoiding eye contact. Sulley chuckles and lays on his back once again.
"Well of course. I already know that you like me Mike. We're pals remember!"
"No... no no no no, Sulley it's not like that."
"What do you mean?
"I LIKE like you Sulley... I love you..." Everything stops; as if time itself froze in place. Even the ceiling fan stopped spinning, and everything fell into a long silence. Mike didn't bother looking over at Sulley, but Sulley was just as madly blushing as Mike was. Though, Mike did what he thought about in the shower earlier that day; he confessed his feelings. Of course when he was drunk, but the deed was done regardless, and he had to face the music either now or never. Though with Sulley on the other hand, hoard of thoughts rushed throughout his head. Why does Mike like him? Is he being serious or is it just the alcohol talking? Then again... Sulley had the same feelings for Mike. He wanted to bring him to his house to do the confessing, but it seems like Mike already did the work for him, which was in no doubt, kind of nice for a change. It gave Sulley a breath of fresh air; he was very glad and relieved that his friend felt about him the same way he did with him. Although, Sulley quickly realized he left Mike in a silence for a long time, which made things a little worse than it already was.
"By that long silence, I can see that you don't feel the same way about me... which is perfectly fine mind you. I just..." Mike's hands sloppily fall onto his face, immediately coming back to Earth and regretting every word he spoke to Sulley. "Yeah, this was stupid. So very stupid, WHY DID I JUST CONFESS TO YOU?" Mike was going into a panic, and everything was going a bit to fast for Sulley's intoxicated mind to understand and grasp everything. Everything was in slow motion for him, and he didn't know how to respond or even react for that matter. Mike got up from where he laid on the floor, leaving the glass of wine that he half drank. Still very wobbly from the alcohol, he slowly turns around to Sulley, tearing up. "I'm nothing but a mistake Sulley. You don't deserve me, and you know that. That's why you laid there and said absolutely nothing to me. You don't love me... You don't even like me. That's WHY you never replied to any of my messages anymore. That's why you never called me back, or hung out with me until now. You HATE me... But I don't blame you pal... everyone does. It's why I got fired from my job, why my co-workers didn't enjoy my company or anything... no one wants me around... Not even my best friend." Mike starts to leak tears from his eye, and instead of leaving through the front door, he walks down the hall. Suddenly, everything that Mike said hit Sulley like a ton of bricks, and he realized what a mistake he made by not saying a thing.