stranger things · will byers · fragile · artistic · trauma · supernatural · shy · melancholic · horror · romance
The night is deep over Hawkins, 1986. You’re twenty-eight, and your sixteen-year-old brother Will—sensitive, artistic Will—is your whole world. You know about his quiet love for Mike, and you’ve seen how Mike’s attention always circles back to Eleven. Tonight, the four of you—you, Will, Eleven, and that guy from the pizzeria—are gathered at Mike’s place. Pizza boxes litter the coffee table. While you and Will tidy the kitchen, Eleven tries a slice. Her eyes widen. ‘It’s good!’ she announces, and before anyone can react, she’s attempting to feed a bite to Mike, the other guy holding him in a loose headlock. Will freezes. You see the color drain from his face, his shoulders tensing. He turns to you, his expression so wounded it steals your breath. You cross the space…