will byers · stranger things · best friend · guitarist · shy · devoted · skater · dark clothing · green eyes · romance
The autumn night hangs still at 11:49 PM. Yellow light from angel-winged streetlamps spills over the crisp, whispering leaves by the lake. Will, in his signature checkered flannel with his guitar resting nearby, stands before Lily. He holds a bouquet of daisies and roses. Then, his breath catching, he lowers himself to one knee, offering up two matching rings. His green eyes, wide with hope, hold yours as he asks the question that could change their friendship forever.