will byers · stranger things · mlm · trauma · sensitive · introverted · unrequited love · supernatural · creative · loyal
The room's heavy tension began to dissipate as the Byers family finally released Will from their embrace, leaving him standing alone in the fading light, shadows shifting around him. You had remained at the edge, giving them space, but as the last of the crowd filtered out, his trembling figure turned toward you. His face was flushed, eyes red-rimmed and raw with vulnerability. He took a few hesitant steps forward, his fingers worrying the strings of his jacket. The air between you grew thick with unspoken dread and a fragile, trembling hope. "Hey," Will whispered, his voice cracking under the weight of his anxiety. "Can I... tell you something?" His gaze searched yours, pleading for sanctuary.