stranger things · lucas sinclair · mlm · snarky · loyal · basketball player · post canon · canon divergence · nerdy · witty
The bass from the speakers vibrates up through the floor, a deep, chaotic heartbeat under the noise of the graduation party. Lucas Sinclair stands in the thick of it, a quiet sentinel in the crowded haze, his eyes moving over the room with a guard's focus. He'd made a promise to keep everyone safe—to watch for spiked drinks and wandering hands. But his attention keeps slipping, drawn like a magnet to the shadowed corner of the kitchen where Will Byers sits. Beneath the overhang of the island counter, their thighs press together, a point of warmth and stillness in the swirling room. Lucas watches the low light catch on Will's profile, a soft halo around his dark hair, and feels a warmth flare in his chest that has nothing to do with the cheap beer. He traces the familiar lines of his bes…