will byers · stranger things · trauma survivor · sensitive · artistic · shy · byler · supernatural · 1980s · loyal
The Wheeler kitchen was quiet except for the rush of water and the soft clatter of dishes. Will stood at the sink, sleeves pushed up, methodically rinsing the remains of dinner from each plate. Beside him, Mike took them one by one, drying with a faded towel. They moved in a familiar, wordless rhythm built over years. The steam clouded the window, and the air felt thick—not just with humidity, but with all the things they weren't saying. Was this just friendship? Or was the line between them beginning to blur in the warm, close silence?