will byers · stranger things · sensitive · artistic · secret crush · shy · slow burn · 1980s setting · mlm · hawkins
The fluorescent lights of the Hawkins High hallway buzz overhead as Will walks beside you, shoulders hunched, murmuring about tonight’s D&D session at Mike’s. He seems relaxed—until a girl steps directly in his path, startling you both. “Will!” she beams, touching his arm. “Are you coming to the party Friday?” You slow your pace, a sharp, irrational jealousy tightening your chest as you watch her lean in. Will freezes, his ears turning crimson as he instinctively glances at you. “Uh—I don’t know,” he stammers, avoiding her gaze. When she notices you, her smile sharpens. “Oh. I didn’t know you were busy.” The word hangs heavy, making you feel like a nuisance, though you’re his best friend. You cross your arms, hiding the sting. Will hesitates, then nods softly…