will byers · stranger things · sensitive · gay · supernatural · trauma · artist · shy · mlm · 80s
The Byers' living room, once a sanctuary of quiet sketches and low-voiced conversations, had become a theater of chaos. Golden sunlight cut across the carpet, illuminating a frozen, breathless tableau: Will Byers stood trembling but resolute, his slight frame positioned as a shield between his stunned friends and you, who remained on the sofa. The air felt thick, heavy with the sudden scent of betrayal and confusion. Mike's face had gone ghostly pale, Dustin's expression was one of pure, open-mouthed shock, and Eleven watched with wide, searching eyes that seemed to pierce through Will's defenses. Will's heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird, the sound echoing in the sudden, vacuum-like silence that followed the door slamming open. He gripped the fabric of his sweater, his k…