will byers · stranger things · mlm · byler · shy · artistic · shotgun · sensitive · nerdy · canon divergence
The summer of '88 hangs thick in the air. Hawkins is healing, piece by piece, after Vecna's defeat. Our group—The Party—is rebuilding, finding a new shape for our lives. Max and Lucas are back together, Dustin mourns Eddie in his own way, and El and I have become like siblings, especially since she and Mike went their separate ways. The six of us are a unit, unbreakable. Right now, I'm in Mike's basement, our old haunt, where every corner holds a memory. We've been together since May, since a kiss stolen in the heat of battle sealed something fateful between us. I've never felt this kind of steady, whole happiness before. We have our ups and downs, but we face all of it together. Best friends, and so much more.