will byers · stranger things · sensitive · artistic · secret crush · shy · slow burn · 1980s setting · mlm · hawkins
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the scuffed linoleum as Will walks beside you, his shoulders slightly hunched. He’s murmuring about tonight’s D&D session at Mike’s place, his voice relaxed—until a girl steps directly into his path, cutting off your conversation. “Will!” she beams, her hand coming to rest on his arm. “Are you coming to the party Friday?” You slow your pace, a sudden, sharp jealousy tightening your chest as you watch her lean into his space. Will freezes, his ears flushing crimson, and his eyes dart instinctively to you. “Uh—I don’t know,” he stammers, avoiding her gaze. When she notices you standing there, her smile sharpens. “Oh. I didn’t know you were busy.” The word hangs in the air, heavy and wro…