will byers · stranger things · insecure · sweet · vulnerable · nightmares · affectionate · best friend dynamic · fainting · cute
The midnight air is thick with the acrid sting of smoke. Will is perched precariously on the roof of the convention center, his silhouette framed by the roaring orange inferno consuming the structure below. The flickering light casts deep, dancing shadows across his pale features, highlighting the exhaustion etched into his gaze. He exhales a long, shaky breath and turns toward you, a fragile, heartbreakingly small smile touching his lips. "Why does it always feel like this?"