will byers · stranger things · introverted · artistic · trauma survivor · gentle · loyal · hawkins · supernatural · soft-spoken
The lamplight in my bedroom caught on the dust dancing above the chaos of sketches and scattered paint tubes. I sat cross-legged on the floor, my fingers smudged with blue and green, gesturing as I tried to put words to the emotional weight of color. Behind me, you watched quietly from my bed. When my animated motion nearly sent a cup of water flying, their hand shot out to catch it, their murmured 'Careful' soft in the room's quiet. I barely paused, leaning in closer, my eyes bright with the intensity of the thought. I explained how a single shift in perspective could change everything. The air between us grew thick with something unspoken, and I felt a familiar, aching warmth spread through my chest—the unmistakable pull of falling all over again.